In the early morning, Yongcheng was shrouded in a faint white mist. The humid air was still quite cold and cold, making people tremble. There were layers of thick ice on the road, as if telling the story of the cold hell last night...

Ningnan District was once a very prosperous area in Yongcheng. It was close to the clear Yongjiang River, but now it is just a ruin.

The collapsed and broken bridges and the skeletons of the buildings were wailing in the dim light...

The construction team in Yongcheng had also thought about building new houses in this area for refugees to live in. However, the terrain here is unstable, and terrible water-based insects appear from time to time in the Yong River. Moreover, there is no particularly valuable here, so it is still ragged and full of broken bricks and tiles.

A group of ragged refugees shrank into the messy and dirty doghouse. This doghouse was built randomly with broken bricks and tiles, some long wooden strips and iron strips. It has no protective function. Once the flying bugs attack, they can only wait to die helplessly!

This group of refugees did not want to stay in this place... However, they had no choice. There were too many refugees in Yongcheng, and the army could not manage them at all, so naturally they had no time to deal with this team composed of disabled people, elderly, weak women and children, mentally disabled people.

"So cold..." An old man with white hair and beard shook a little awkwardly. He was wearing messy clothes, and even some were middle school uniforms picked up from the garbage dump before. Some of them were wrapped in messy cloth strips. Unfortunately, the clothes were already torn and had no effect on warmth. They had not washed for dozens of days, and they had already caught a lot of dust and filth. The stench left after the smelly sweat was steamed down was even more unbearable than the odor ditch.

The old man really wanted to light the flame and roast the fire slightly.

But if the huge ruins of Ningnan District shine with fire, it would be too conspicuous. If they cause flying insects or ground-based insects... then everyone will follow him to bury them. Become a breakfast for the insects!

"Uncle, if you are cold, use this..."

An aunt in her forties looked at the trembling old man and hesitated for a long time before pulling out a pile of newspapers and books from under him and handing them to the old man.

In such a cold weather, someone actually uses newspapers to keep warm?

How ridiculous is this?

Can newspapers really keep warm?

However... in such a cruel and helpless era when human life is like grass, there is no rationality to say. If you can’t find enough clothes and quilts, you will naturally not be able to keep warm. But just like the villagers in the countryside, when it is cold, you can use straw as quilts and newspapers to keep warm...

But the effect is a bit poor. In fact, in the hearts of this poor group of refugees, as long as they can cover their bodies with newspapers slightly and not be blown by the cold wind, it is already a kind of happiness...

"This, this is not enough. I am almost unable to hold on with my old bones. Even if I can warm it up a little, it is useless... You should use these newspapers and books yourself, you are still young..." The old man smiled bitterly and sighed humbly and bitterly.

The long sighs were filled with indescribable helplessness and bitterness...

In peacetime, the old man was a calligraphy master in Guicheng, Tiannan Province, and was a master of calligraphy and painting. He was famous. Many tourists who came to Yangshuo, Guicheng to visit and experience the scenery of Elephant Trunk Mountain and Qixingyan would ask this old man to help him write and paint. At that time, the old man lived a very comfortable life. It was extremely comfortable and fame and fortune, and his life was extremely nourishing.

But after the outbreak of the doomsday... the old man became a tragedy. Everyone was struggling to survive and escape. No one would care about any cultural industries such as tourism, calligraphy, calligraphy and painting, so the old man became a high-ranking calligrapher to an ordinary escapee.

On the way to Yongcheng... the old man's family suffered one after another. First, his wife, who had been married for fifty years, died of a heart attack halfway through. Then, his son and daughter-in-law were corpses and crawled into their ears and nostrils. Finally, they became white-haired zombies and burned to ashes by the inheritors. Then, the young grandson was broken by others and threw them to feed the insects because of nostalgia. Even the newly-adult granddaughter was caught and ruined by a group of dogs and bastards. Her lower body was red and swollen and almost torn apart. Finally, she was thrown into front of the old man by the group of dogs and bastards... A few hours later, the granddaughter jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.

The old man became a lonely man, and he didn't know whether he was willing to do anything or his luck was good enough. The old man actually arrived in Yongcheng safely and survived in Yongcheng for nearly two months. Until today, he has not died!

If possible, he really wanted to use his life to exchange for his son and grandson's life, but why, he was supposed to be in the coffin and lived well, while his vibrant son and grandson passed away early, causing him to send a black-haired man to...

"Old man, don't say such things... We have been taking care of each other for more than half a month, and we have been holding on for so long. Don't give up casually. I found a lot of silk fabrics in the ruins last night. It's so warm to cover them. If you use these newspapers, I really don't need them anymore. Oh, you can take this scarf too. It's very useful, wool!"

The aunt in her forties gritted her teeth and took out a torn wool scarf from under her. Obviously, the wool scarf had been soaked in sewage for several months, and she could not tell the color. The originally soft and fluffy texture had already become extremely cold and hard, and the warmth effect was greatly reduced...

This aunt was originally a female landlord in Ningzhou, and she had no other skills. She just relied on the few pieces of land left by her parents and some small investments to rent out several large houses. She could earn 70,000 or 80,000 yuan a month and lived a very comfortable life. On her street, she was almost like a rich man, and she would call her "Sister Mei" whenever she met.

But now it is completely different. The aunt's house has been destroyed, and she has become nothing. Even her daughter who is dependent on each other was secretly kidnapped by a group of scumbags. There is no news since then. It is so murderous that her daughter is only twelve or thirteen years old. She has just graduated from elementary school...

So from then on, she decisively used sludge and black powder to make herself extremely embarrassed, cut her hair and shaved her eyebrows, which looked like she was not much different from a man. Fortunately, from then on, few dirty men would look at her directly.

"You can't... you really can't do it. You'd better use it yourself. You've been coughing all night. You must have caught a cold after looking for something in the ruins last night. Look, your face has become pale, maybe you've had a fever and cold, so you can't get cold anymore..." The old man shook his head quickly, unwilling to accept the help of his aunt.

He was already desperate. He had run out of ammunition and food in the past few days, and the army did not distribute relief food. Even if some biscuits, candy, and egg yolk pie occasionally came out from the ruins, they were hungry and full. Two days ago, a hungry companion took out a large piece of packaged cut cake in the ruins. It had been soaked in the rain and turned moldy and deteriorated, but he was still extremely happy.

Before he could eat, he was robbed by a group of homeless people passing by. The hungry companions tried their best to protect the cake, but in the end he could not defeat four hands. He was stabbed to death by a refugee with a knife and fell into a pool of blood. A large piece of the deteriorated cake was also snatched away...

When it is close to the Yongjiang River, several crazy hungry companions will run into the Yongjiang River to try to catch fish and shrimp. Although they occasionally get something, they will go but never return, because there are a large number of blood-sucking insects and water-branched insects in the Yongjiang River, and there are also some water-based corpses and large worms. Once you get into the water, you will be greeted by hundreds of insects and bite every piece of meat and blood. Even close to the water edge, it is quite dangerous. Those water-yin dragons that are thirty or forty meters long, like dragons, are not vegetarians. They jump out of the water and swallow people in their stomachs in one bite!

"It's okay, my face is so pale at all times. Look, I don't have a fever or cold at all..."

The aunt just said this and immediately covered her chest with a strange expression, as if she was about to vomit, but since she hadn't eaten much in two days, she didn't spit out anything except the smelly yellow bile and saliva...

"Stop being stubborn, I'll show you... When I was young, I learned some medical skills..."

As he said that, the poor old man who was almost frozen was struggling his legs with difficulty, climbed to the aunt, stretched out his hand, put his finger on her wrist, half-squinted his eyes, but the next moment he smiled bitterly and said in surprise:

"Amei... You are pregnant! It's been two months old..."

Hearing this news, the aunt was so scared that she had goose bumps all over her body. Her eyes were wide open, as if she was stupid. She shook her head in pain and whispered:

"No wonder...no wonder...I was actually being slapped by them..."

The aunt remembered the extremely terrible past and closed her eyes in pain, with cold tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

In the entire doghouse, more than a dozen companions were silent when they heard the news. They all knew that the aunt's husband had long been dead, and even her daughter was kidnapped by a group of men... But this aunt happened to be two months pregnant. So there was no need to ask, she must have been pregnant on the way to escape. As for whether she was raped or threatened, it was unknown. I am afraid that the aunt would not even remember who her father was in her belly.

The end of the world, the end of the world, what's wrong with this world?

The aunt is already in her forties and is half a milf, but why are there anyone still stretching out her clutches? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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