After hearing these words, the other refugees who were trying to move themselves to get closer to this silly-looking young man suddenly became silent. No one believed that Lin Hai could take out a second bun. After all, in their opinion, spending a meat bun to chat with others was already a crazy thing. They believed that when his parents came, they would severely teach this curious young man a lesson.
In fact, even if Lin Hai handed Liu Sanwa a white flour bun and told him it was a meat bun, Liu Sanwa wouldn't have noticed, because he quickly devoured the entire bun in two bites. Having experienced the Great Migration, he knew very well that if your food is exposed, you'd better eat it immediately. Otherwise, the best consequence is that you will lose your food, and the worst result is that you will become food.
Liu Sanwa, who was still smacking his lips to recall the taste of the food, finally came to his senses, sat up from the ground, and said to Lin Hai with a bow, "Thank you, brother. This is the first proper meal I've had in more than half a year. Now, feel free to ask anything you want."
"I want to know where you're from, why you became a refugee, and what happened along the way?" Lin Hai said, "Tell me slowly. If you haven't finished by noon, I can give you another hot bun with meat."
"My name is Liu Sanwa. I am the third son of the Liu family in Maoji Village, Changlin County, Jingmen Prefecture. I am also the last living person in the Liu family." When saying these words, Liu Sanwa seemed particularly calm, as if he was telling a story he had heard from someone else.
"Logically speaking, my family still has more than ten acres of paddy fields, and we also rent twenty acres of sloping land. Even in a disaster year, we won't starve to death. In a good year, we can even have a full stomach. But during the last war, the court needed soldiers, and my eldest brother went and never came back. My father is old and can't do much heavy work, and my second sister got married early, so it's time for me to take on the responsibility." Liu Sanwa looked up at the sky: "But I can't cultivate too much land by myself, so I've returned the rent on the twenty acres of sloping land. Originally, my father asked someone to find a wife for me. If all goes well, tomorrow will be the day to get married."
Liu Sanwa paused at this point, forced a smile, and added, "It's said that she's from Maojiazui next door. Although she's not pretty, she does have a thick waist and a big butt, and she's very fertile. I haven't seen her yet. My father said that we should observe etiquette, and it's enough for the matchmaker to see her. I can't see her until the wedding night."
Liu Sanwa told the subsequent story very slowly, as if he didn't want to recall it. After all, he had already told about the only happiness in his life, and the rest were nightmares.
The story is simple: when the first tax increase was imposed, the tax collector confiscated all of the Liu family's grain reserves. Although the tax was levied on a per capita basis, the tax collector claimed that no one had seen the body of the eldest son of the Liu family, suggesting he had likely escaped and died on the battlefield. Therefore, since he was not dead, the head tax must be paid.
When the tax was increased for the second time, the Liu family chose to sell the main house over the paddy fields. The whole family built a shack next to the paddy fields. Yes, as long as the land was still there, there was always hope.
But the girl's family in Maojiazui next door was not so lucky. They could not pay the second tax increase. After all, not every family can own a valuable old house.
Between selling the land and selling their daughter, they chose to sell their daughter.
After hearing the news, Liu Sanwa rushed to Maojiazui desperately, but unfortunately he was more than a step behind...
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