Chapter 270 Working Meal

Later, Fang Hongmian had half of her tongue cut off because she was a chatterbox.

In order to scare others, she was tied in the yard and used as a public human sacrifice.

Fang Hongmian was good-looking, and all the men in the village had improper desires for her. After she was tied up, the villagers joked, "It's hard to find virgin urine in our village now."

It's hard to believe that young, immature human males also have such disgusting desires.

Fang Hongmian couldn't bear the humiliation, so she bit off a piece of flesh from the first person who insulted her.

As a result, Fang Hongmian had all her teeth knocked out.

Fang Hongmian wanted to die, but they were unwilling to let her go. They were afraid that she would commit suicide, so they broke both of her hands and forced her to drink rice soup to keep her alive. They tortured her for more than half a month.

In addition to releasing their sexual desires on her, they also caught many insects and put them on her organs, using her as a living target for their own amusement. Their sexual behavior was so vile that it is difficult to list them all.

Even so, Fang Hongmian never revealed her intention to run away with Tan Xiuxiu.

Once when Tan Xiuxiu had the opportunity to pass by that place, the naked Fang Hongmian looked at her for help.

Tan Xiuxiu kicked a stone at her as if unintentionally.

Fang Hongmian's hands and feet were broken. She lay on the ground, squirming, and swallowed the stone before the guards could stop her.

After all, the speed of the person guarding nearby was only one step slower than that of the person who was determined to die.

Fang Hongmian was freed.

The price was that Tan Xiuxiu had one leg broken as a warning to others.

The reason why the punishment was so light was that Tan Xiuxiu bit herself to death because she kicked the stone accidentally, not on purpose.

This also resulted in Tan Xiuxiu, who had already been released, being locked up back in the woodshed.

There was an old song playing on the radio.

"A big river with wide waves, the wind blows the fragrance of rice flowers on both banks..."

This was Fang Hongmian’s favorite song. The year she was abducted, they were sixteen years old and watched “The Battle of Shangganling” together. They copied the lyrics in their notebooks and learned to sing “My Motherland” together after school.

They ran together into the wind, and the alley was filled with their laughter and singing.

Fang Hongmian was just 24 when she died.

She was a gorgeous flower, gradually losing its vitality, fading and withering on the dirty ground.

Tan Xiuxiu looked into the distance with a deep gaze, her thoughts drifting away with her memories.

After a long time, she withdrew her gaze and cast a vague glance at the villagers who were clanging stones.

"Ten years, a full ten years, more than three thousand six hundred days and nights."

Tan Xiuxiu was unfortunate, but compared to the piles of bones on the human sacrifice slope, she was lucky.

After days of beatings, lack of water, food and rest, coupled with heavy physical labor, someone finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.

Xia Zhizhi tied them up by their necks, and when one of them fainted, they all fell down.

Seeing them lying on the ground without working, Xia Zhizhi ran over and whipped them with a whip dipped in salt water: "I think I am too kind. How dare you be lazy in broad daylight!"

The few people who didn't faint were screaming from the beating, but the two who fainted were still motionless, and it seemed they were not pretending.

She had them woken up.

I see people waking up in a daze, and then I look at how I am still only halfway to achieving today's goal.

Xia Zhizhi didn't want to kill them so quickly, so she had to give them some hope, so she started to paint cakes for them: "Fellow villagers, work hard, I will have someone cook for you later, everyone work harder, and you can have a good meal in the evening!"

Xia Zhizhi asked a group of little girls who were crying after listening to the radio to cook: "Go and prepare some dinner for them. The amount doesn't need to be too much, just one bite for each person. Besides, all the food in the village, including oil, salt, rice, sauce and vinegar, are my property and cannot be given to them. Go..."

The girls were stunned, and one of them bravely asked her, "What do we cook with?"

Xia Zhizhi gave these stupid kids some advice: "Don't we have bran? There are also a lot of wild vegetables these days. Just throw some in there. If it's not enough, why not just pick some tree leaves?"

The little girls hesitated and said, "Well, can they eat it like this?"

Ah Ju came over and said firmly, "If you don't eat, it means you're not hungry yet. You'll eat when you're hungry. In the past, during disaster years, people even ate tree bark."

"That's right." Xia Zhizhi also spoke democratically: "There are trees everywhere in the mountains. If they don't like to eat this, let them chew the bark themselves. I won't force them anyway."

A little girl muttered: "Why not just add two more buckets of water when cooking pig food later?"

Another disagreed: "It's better to cook them separately. There are some unpalatable ones that the grass pigs won't eat."

In short, the animals worked themselves to death, and when the moon was at its zenith, they finally completed their goal for the day. What was waiting for them was buckets of thin bran and leaf soup floating in the water.

The little girls understood Xia Zhizhi's attitude from her tone.

So these big pots... well... have more leaves and less bran, and the weeds just pulled from the ground were thrown in, and the water wasn't even boiled.

"Is this our dinner?"

The expressions on the faces of the group of people, young and old, are hard to describe.

Without this way out, the people will surely rebel against the government.

They couldn't stand it anymore and rushed towards Xia Zhizhi with their hoes raised: "You bastard, we're going to fight you!"

After enduring for so many days, the group's fighting power was greatly reduced.

Ah Ju easily knocked them all out with an electric shock.

The pain of being shocked by strong electric current is unbearable even for the enemy spies who have received rigorous training, let alone these people.

After dealing with a few ignorant ones, the others squatted down obediently with their heads in their hands. When they saw Ah Ju raising his hand, they couldn't help but start to tremble.

Xia Zhizhi's face turned gloomy and she started to scold them: "You are so kind to let someone cook for you, but you don't appreciate it. You are really a bunch of ungrateful animals who don't know how to be grateful. Just don't eat it."

Some people collapsed because they couldn't win the fight and had no way to survive.

"I won't live anymore, I won't live anymore, I can't live anymore!"

Xia Zhizhi asked Ah Ju to hang a rope on the tree, and then pointed at the rope and suggested sincerely: "Then go and die, do you need me to ask someone to hang it around your neck?"

"Who goes first?" Ah Ju began to roll up his sleeves.

The ones that were sashaying became quiet, like chickens with their throats pinched.

"Waste is waste. You don't even have the courage to commit suicide?" Xia Zhizhi rolled her eyes and went back to her room to sleep.

She had just entered and hadn't even laid down when someone came and knocked on the door.

There are two girls.

Xia Zhizhi let them into the house.

The two girls looked very embarrassed. One of them tucked up her clothes, lowered her head, and spoke with great difficulty: "Comrade... I, I..."

Xia Zhizhi probably knew what they wanted to say, but she didn't say anything. She just looked at them gently.