At this time, a fragrance came in from the gap in the door. The five brothers got up and made breakfast. Although they lived in this remote mountain valley, they could make pretty good food.
They made wild boar meat soup with pancakes early in the morning. Several brothers gathered around the big iron pot and ate heartily. Their hunting dogs squatted around and drooled.
When Ouyang Jing smelled this smell, she felt even hungrier. She ignored her dignity and struggled to the door wrapped in a quilt, banging on the wooden door desperately.
Blackface glanced coldly at the small dark room and ordered his brother, "Go, make her a ladle of cornmeal porridge."
The brother agreed, put down the broth in his hand, picked up an enamel basin, and scooped cornmeal porridge from the pot next to the stove.
There were two pots on the stove. The big pot contained dog food, with a few corn bones thrown into the cornmeal. The small pot contained the food for the five brothers.
The brother carried the dog food and walked towards the small dark room, kicking the flattering dog away along the way, "Go away, this is not for you, eat it later!"
After opening the door, the brother put the basin on the ground, then closed the door impatiently and went to eat.
Ouyang Jing slowly walked to the basin. This was not the fine porcelain tableware she usually used for eating. It was an old enamel washbasin. Of course, it might have been used to wash feet or for other purposes.
There was a little paste in the basin. It was a strange color and had a bad smell. It was not what she had smelled just now at all.
Ouyang Jing shed tears. To eat or not to eat became a serious question.
If everything she did before was out of necessity, then eating this bowl of dog food meant that she had given up her human dignity.
But if he didn't eat, he would starve to death. Which was more important, being a human being or being alive? Ouyang Jing was very conflicted.
At noon, Heimian came in to check on Ouyang Jing, only to find her curled up in the corner. The bowl was empty, and there was no dog food left!
Ouyang Jing lived in this small mountain village called Bangzigou.
At this time, Su Nian and Chu Beichen had already gotten off the bus in Harbin. As the largest city in this area, Harbin was indeed worthy of its reputation, with people coming and going and extremely lively.
Everything they saw was new to them, and they followed the crowd towards the exit.
Tang Xin and Han Qing squeezed in the crowd of people waiting to pick up passengers at the station and soon saw Su Nian and Chu Beichen. Mixed in with a group of burly men, the two of them looked extremely beautiful.
"Here!" Tang Xin waved her hands desperately, almost jumping up.
Su Nian and Chu Beichen came over with a smile, "Haha, brother, why are you dressed like this?"
Han Qing's expensive coat was gone. He was wearing a leather jacket and a fur hat. He looked tough and tough. At first glance, he looked no different from the locals around him. He grabbed Su Nian's ear and threatened her fiercely, "Don't laugh!"
Su Nian covered her stomach and said, "Okay, I won't laugh." When Han Qing let go, she immediately ran to the side and laughed.
Chu Beichen also smiled and stretched out his hand to Han Qing: "Brother, how are you doing recently?"
Before Han Qing could say anything, Tang Xin, who was standing next to him, said, "He's doing really well. He can eat half a pot of stew in one meal. He even outdoes my second brother!"
Being mocked by two women in succession, Han Qing felt a little embarrassed and pointed outside, "Let's go and eat!"
The young people then walked out of the platform together, laughing.
Grandma Bai was also waiting near the platform with her friends, but she was not so lucky and never got the person she was supposed to pick her up.
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