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- Zhao Han was in a daze and didn't wake up completely, only feeling hungry and thirsty.
In a daze, his lips and teeth touched the crock, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to drink.
The cold porridge with soil and gravel was poured into his stomach like this, so that Zhao Han regained his spirits, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a girl lying beside him.
"Second brother, are you awake?" Zhao Zhenfang smiled with joy, tears in her eyes, and her confused eyes instantly glowed.
"I" Zhao Han struggled to speak, but after only one word, his throat hurt like tearing.
He wanted to support himself to get up, but felt powerless all over, like a ghost pressing a bed. He is clearly conscious, but he can't control his body, he can't even move his fingers, as if the neck down doesn't belong to him.
Gradually, Zhao Han fell asleep again.
Zhao Zhenfang herself was very hungry, so she just stayed by her brother's side, ate up the leftover porridge, and even licked it all with her tongue while holding the crock pot.
Finally, the officials in Tianjin organized people to cross the bridge to collect the corpse.
It is now summer, if hundreds of corpses are not disposed of, it will easily lead to plague.
Those responsible for moving the corpses were all officers and soldiers from Tianjin City.
?Because of the severe desertion of sergeants and the expansion of the Tartars in Liaodong, the Tianjin New Army was formed in the last year of Wanli.
The new army is a battalion system, not part of the guard system, and funded by the central government. Excluding the "Zhenhai Battalion" and other coastal defense forces, there are more than 6,000 new troops inside and outside Tianjin, but in the past ten years, only two or three thousand have escaped.
Moreover, none of these two or three thousand new troops can fight, and they have long been reduced to a slave-like existence.
In addition, there are thousands of guard soldiers in various places in Tianjin, who have served as serfs for the generals for generations.
Inside and outside, the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers nearby were so frightened by dozens of horse bandits that they dared to come here now.
"Little Fifth Brother, this one is still breathing."
"I can't survive, and I will be dragged to the mass grave together."
"I'm not injured, but I'm hungry, and I can still come back alive after drinking half a bowl of porridge."
"You give him porridge?"
"I can't even eat enough myself, how can I give him porridge?"
"Then why are you talking nonsense?"
Regardless of the dead or alive, all were loaded onto a cart and dragged to a nearby barren cemetery for simple burial.
After going back and forth several times, I finally came to the Zhao family.
Zhao Zhenfang threw herself on her father's body and screamed, "Don't touch my father!"
Seeing her young age, a soldier couldn't help saying pitifully, "Oh, she's already dead. We'll bury your father."
Zhao Zhenfang shook her head and said, "Daddy is not dead, but Daddy is asleep."
The soldiers ignored it and moved to carry Zhao Chen's body.
"Mom!"
Zhao Zhenfang rushed over like crazy again, and these soldiers shook their heads again and again. It's just two corpses, and the little girl won't let them move them away, so they can just save trouble.
Zhao Zhenfang managed to protect her parents' bodies, and when she saw the soldiers walking towards her elder brother, she quickly shouted: "That's my second elder brother!"
A soldier sighed: "The co-authors are a family, it's very miserable."
The soldier next to him said: "This little brother is not dead, his chest is still moving."
The soldier before leaned over and touched Zhao Han's forehead, shook his head and said, "I have a severe fever, and I have only one breath left."
The soldiers left Zhao's house alone and ran to carry other corpses. Seeing that it was about to get dark, this was the last trip, and there were hundreds of corpses left to talk about tomorrow.
The sun was setting and it was already dusk.
Six-year-old Zhao Zhenfang was growling with hunger. Supporting her thin body, she dragged her second brother between her parents, and then stood there silently waiting for the dawn.
Zhao Han woke up from hunger in the middle of the night, his head was dizzy, his stomach was hungry, and his whole body was weak.
After struggling to get up, by the dim moonlight, I can vaguely see the little girl next to me. She seemed to be extremely hungry, curled up even when she was sleeping, her little hands were covering her belly.
This is the younger sister, Zhao Han suddenly remembered.
No, I am the only child, where did I get my younger sister?
Zhao Han shook his confused head and looked down at his clothes. I don't know what kind of material it is made of, but it feels very rough to the touch anyway, and it is covered with old patches everywhere. Even horse bandits don't like this kind of clothes.
In the first year of Chongzhen, the new emperor ascended the throne?
Zhao Han sat on the ground slumped, looking at the ancient starry sky, the thing was so absurd that he couldn't accept it.
He was born in an ordinary family in New China, and his academic performance was not bad since he was a child. Barely admitted to a key high school, but unfortunately failed to enter a key university, and can only study an ordinary undergraduate.
 Yes, being bullied by a few beggars, Zhao Han finally exploded completely. He put down his sister, got up staggeringly, and roared, "Give it back to me!"
"Young lady, you can't even stand upright, how dare you play tricks with grandpa?" The beggar leader stretched out his foot and easily tripped Zhao Han.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
?The other beggars laughed loudly. They are the bottom of the society. They suffer from discrimination and bullying all day long, and they can only find fun on the weaker.
Zhao Han was already dizzy from hunger, and at this moment, he saw double images of people. He couldn't stand up anymore, so he crawled forward with all his strength, grabbed the beggar leader's ankle and said, "Give me back the steamed bun!"
"Go away!"
The beggar leader was caught with one foot, so he raised the other foot and stepped on the top of Zhao Han's head like an ant.
"Don't hit my second brother!"
Suddenly, Zhao Zhenfang, who was so hungry that she was almost unconscious, rushed forward and bit the beggar leader's leg.
"Alas!"
The beggar leader felt the pain, stretched out his legs and kicked Zhao Zhenfang away.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of the opponent standing on one foot, Zhao Han suddenly exerted his last strength, grabbed the beggar leader's ankle and dragged it vigorously.
"ah!"
The head of the beggar fell on his back and landed on the back of his head, which made him dizzy.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The other beggars were still watching the joke, and didn't feel that the two children could pose any threat to their leader.
There are also some passers-by people who stop here, watching the beggars fight with great interest, and from time to time some people point and have fun.
"Hoo hoo hoo"
Zhao Han was panting heavily, and before the other party could react, he had already climbed onto the head of the beggar and bit down on the other party's dirt-covered neck.
"Let go, let go!"
?The beggar leader struggled in panic, so frightened that he forgot to ask his companions for help, he just shouted to push Zhao Han away.
?The other beggars finally stopped watching and kicked, beat and dragged Zhao Han. Zhao Zhenfang rushed to help but was kicked away.
Zhao Han hugged the head of the beggar, biting the beggar head relentlessly, biting the opponent's trachea and arteries. The blood flowing into his mouth is not disgusting, but because of the hunger and thirst in his stomach, he subconsciously sucks blood crazily.
Finally, the beggar leader stopped moving.
Zhao Han's mouth was full of flesh and blood, and he turned his head and smiled grimly at the crowd.
"Killer!"
Passers-by exclaimed and shouted.
The other beggars were stunned for a moment, not wanting to avenge the boss, so they grabbed the dog-beating stick and the broken bowl and ran away.
Zhao Han picked up the steamed bun on the ground, tore it in half, stuffed half into his mouth, and handed the half to the younger sister, saying, "Eat!"
Zhao Zhenfang didn't care so much, she grabbed the steamed bun and devoured it hungrily.
Zhao Han ate half of the whole grain steamed bun before wiping off the blood on his mouth with his sleeve. The whole process was like eating the flesh and blood of a raw person.
?There was a death in the street, but no one reported it to the authorities.
It's just a beggar who died, how many days will people not starve to death in Tianjin?
Zhao Han recovered a little strength, and began to grope for the body of the beggar leader under the watchful eyes of everyone, but unfortunately, he found nothing.
He picked up the opponent's dog-beating stick, leaned on the stick to stand up with difficulty, helped the younger sister and said, "Let's go, Second Brother will take you to find a place to spend the night."
? Zhao Zhenfang grabbed a small piece of steamed bun, but was still reluctant to eat it, and followed Zhao Han silently.
After only a few steps, the brother and sister were dizzy, so they got down and crawled forward again.
The onlookers avoided one after another, making way for them to leave.
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