In the city of Pasay.
The streets here are covered in flying dust, and a few scattered vultures can be seen high in the sky. No one knows where they came from.
There was also a slight smell of blood in the air of the city.
The gray sky makes the Egyptians here feel despair.
Because they are no longer the masters here.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!"
"Don't dilly-dally!"
The people of Egypt lowered their heads and silently carried the heavy stones like a group of driven animals.
Their faces were filled with fatigue and numbness, as if they had long been accustomed to this endless suffering.
The Hebrew officers' whips whistled in the air.
“Swoosh—pop!”
“Swoosh—pop!”
Every time the whip fell, it left a deep bloody mark on the back of the Egyptian laborer.
"Hurry up! You lazy bastards!"
"You are just a beast that only knows how to eat and sleep! Move forward! Quickly!"
"I'm going to beat your flesh to pieces!"
A Hebrew officer roared and whipped several elderly Egyptian laborers with the whip in his hand.
The laborers gritted their teeth, did not utter a groan, but silently quickened their pace.
Although their backs were already bloody from being whipped, they knew that if they stopped, only more cruel punishment would be waiting for them.
Even death.
At the other end of the street, Amon lowered his head and walked quickly through the crowd.
He held a few pieces of hard bread crumbs and a clay pot full of muddy water in his arms. He walked hurriedly but did not dare to appear too panicked.
Amon was a scribe in the city of Pasaybek, responsible for the city's administrative work.
However, after the Hebrews occupied the city, in order to protect his wife and children, he had no choice but to pretend to surrender to the enemy.
At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind.
That is to deliver food to my wife and children as quickly as possible!
They are still waiting for me at home!
He walked through a dense forest and came to a dilapidated old house.
The old house is hidden deep in the woods, surrounded by weeds. At first glance, it seems to be almost completely integrated with nature.
Amon knocked on the door gently and whispered, "It's me, Amon."
The door was quickly opened and his wife appeared at the door holding the child.
There was a lot of fatigue on my wife's haggard face, but there was a lot of light in her eyes.
“You’re back!”
The child's face was full of hunger, and his eyes were fixed on the bread crumbs in Amon's arms.
"Come in!" the wife said in a low voice, and quickly pulled Amon into the house.
Amon put the bread crumbs and clay pot on the table and said softly, "These are all we have today. Eat some first."
The wife and children immediately began to eat voraciously. Their movements were very rude. If someone who didn't know the situation saw this scene, they would think they were eating very delicious food.
Amon looked at them and felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
However, this was the limit of what he could do at the risk of his life.
But he didn't show it, he just whispered: "Remember, don't go out today, just wait for me at home."
"Besides, today is the day for distributing food. Maybe the Hebrews will give me some flour so that we can make flatbreads."
His wife and children ate and laughed as they listened to him. Even the child's eyes sparkled with anticipation: "Dad, if we can have noodles, I won't have to go hungry during this period!"
Amon touched the child's head, then looked at his wife, and his voice became much gentler: "You have to eat more when the time comes. After all, taking care of a child is hard work."
The wife nodded, with gratitude in her eyes: "You should also be careful and come back soon."
"We'll wait for you at home."
Amon gently hugged his wife and children, then turned and left the old house.
He felt a little uneasy, but he knew very well that he had to go back, otherwise the Hebrews would become suspicious.
Amon returned to the city of Parsebak and just as he entered the city gate, he met a Hebrew officer.
The officer gave him a cold look and angrily asked, "What are you dithering about for?"
"Damn the Egyptians."
Amon lowered his head and walked quickly past the officer who was whispering insults at him.
He just felt a little confused.
Why has the attitude of the Hebrews towards the Egyptians become increasingly bad recently?
But he didn't dare to think too much and just walked towards his workplace silently.
On this day, he was still helping the Hebrews in the city as usual, but he was still discriminated against and insulted everywhere.
Whenever he hesitated, he would be scolded or even beaten by the Hebrews.
"Dirty lowlifes!"
"Hurry up!"
His heart was filled with anger, but he knew he had to be patient.
My wife and children are still at home.
In the evening, the Hebrews began to distribute food.
Amon stood among the crowd, his heart full of anticipation.
If you have flour... you can make scones!
However, when he received his portion, he found only a few hard bread crumbs and no flour as promised.
An Egyptian laborer couldn't help but step forward and gently asked, "Sir, isn't there going to be dough today?"
The Hebrew officer sneered and swung his whip, hitting the laborer hard.
"Eat! Eat! What else can you do besides eating?!"
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