Wars are flying and famines are everywhere. While heroes emerge in this era, there are also many lonely and helpless little citizens who are wandering in the troubled times, shattered by war and homeless.

In this cold world, there is a place that is still radiating warm light.

"Are you hungry?"

“Not hungry.”

"Give it to you."

The man gently gave the dried brown rice in his hand to his daughter, and he picked up a handful of Guanyin earthen cakes and ate them.

Guanyin soil was one of the [emergency foods] for the poor at that time because it resembled flour.

Is it flour similar to flour?

Not that, Li Yu knew, this Guanyin soil is really just soil. After eating it, it will not only not be able to digest it, but also make people feel thirsty, making people drink water desperately, and eventually bloating to death. The death is extremely miserable, and the whole body is swollen and dying. Even if you eat it in small amounts, it will cause a root cause in the future, making people suffer.

Some products at home can be mixed with the flour. If there is no products at home, it is just eating the Guanyin dirt cakes.

Whenever he knew these things, Li Yu sincerely thanked this era. At least people like him would not starve to death and could eat and drink enough. At that time, it was really a horror.

"He's a poor person too..."

Ho Ying-woo looked at the man...that was the zombie man who was alive kept eating dirt, and he was satisfied after eating it.

"I want to correct it, it's not that he is a poor person, but that [Guo Wu] is a poor person." Gu Taisan, who was on the side, specifically emphasized this point: "They are not the same person."

Ho Yingnu was speechless because Gu Taisan was right.

The daughter was drinking dried brown rice porridge and water. The two men in torn clothes depended on each other in the tattered straw shed house.

On the first day, Guo Wu and his daughter survived.

Guo Wu taught his daughter basic textiles.

...

The illusion changes, and this illusion is interpreted in a series of paragraphs. The obsession about the zombie man is not necessarily a continuous segment, but may also be a pieced together by many segments.

This time the change scene was even worse. There was no grass hut, and only the father and daughter who were snuggling with each other in the wilderness.

Suffering tortures these two fathers and daughters, but the warm embrace of each other is the best harbor.

It doesn't matter if there is no shelter from wind and rain.

The girl held the cake made of soybeans and looked up and said in a daze.

"Dad, do you think we can survive?"

"If you can, you will definitely survive." Guo Wu stroked the girl's forehead: "Look, my head is messy, Dad will help you tie a braid."

The head was tied into a ponytail, dirty and a little messy.

In front of Guo Wu, this dirty ponytail is the most beautiful one.

Dirty girl, dirty Guo Wu.

Guo Wu pinned a blooming wild gladiolus on the little girl's head.

"Dad, don't you eat a little..." the little girl said timidly.

"Dad has eaten it, so don't think so much." Guo Wu grinned and showed his rotten teeth: "You have to eat well, live a good life, grow up quickly, and when you grow up, it's all right..."

The little girl was a little conflicted, but she still ate the bean cake.

Hunger is the most terrible disease.

Guo Wu quietly scraped off the bark in the corner and started eating.

The next day, Guo Wu and his daughter survived.

Guo Wu taught his daughter how to farm.

...

More and more people died in the village, and they had no money to bury, and the smell of the corpse was spread.

Some people die, others are immersed in grief.

Some people died and their bodies disappeared.

No one knows where the body went, and even if someone knows it, he will not ask about it.

Everyone is tacitly informing this.

Even some living and healthy people disappeared inexplicably.

As for where they went, their families would not ask about it, but they all showed nausea, grief and numbness the next day.

The famine has been going on for too long.

The landlord's family also has no surplus food.

Surviving is not that simple thing.

"Dad, tell me, Uncle Wang, Aunt Li and others are doing now..." the little girl stared at Guo Wu and said weakly.

"They went to a very distant place where there was no hunger, no violence, no pain, and a very happy place..." Guo Wu comforted her daughter's little head.

Today, Guo Wu's face was already a little dark, and it was a bit terrible.

Even when looking at his daughter, his focus was no longer in line.

The little girl jumped up and hugged Guo Wu's neck and said excitedly: "Dad, I want to go there too, I want to go to that happy place, can I take me to...

My eyes were full of expectations, hoping to go to that place.

These words made Guo Wu stunned, came to his senses, and immediately said excitedly.

"You can't, absolutely not go to that place... promise me not to go..."

Guo Wu hugged his daughter tightly.

Only she can never go to that place.

Although the little girl doesn't understand, as long as it is a place that her father doesn't allow her to go, she will definitely not go.

In the cold world, the two snuggled up in each other in bed.

The gladiolus on the head slowly fell down.

Without the roots, no matter how beautiful the gladiolus is, it will wither.

Guo Wu hugged the little girl tightly, his eyes firmly.

"Dad promised you that he would protect you forever...until the day I fell down...and he would protect you..."

On the third day, Guo Wu... survived.

Guo Wu taught his daughter how to braid himself.

......

On the fourth day, the little girl didn't see her father when she got up.

So he stood up tremblingly and wanted to find it.

"dad!"

"dad!"

"dad!"

"Do you want me?"

Poor and weak and helpless.

It seemed as if I had lost my family affection and my support in an instant.

The little girl just wanted to go out when she saw something at her feet.

It's a big bag of rice noodles...

Bags hidden deep in the lying place.

It is the food that brings life and hope.

With this, you may be able to survive well.

Both yourself and your father can survive.

With hope, the little girl went to look for Guo Wu's figure.

Go explore, inquire, and ask.

But no one knows where Guo Wu went, or even doesn't answer the little girl, they have to save every effort to live hard.

The little girl still cried after searching aimlessly.

Not found.

In the originally cold wilderness, the scene of holding hands with big hands can no longer be reborn on the two of them.

Now only the small hand is moving forward alone.

Holding Guo Wu, he left the last withered gladiolus, walked forward alone, living strongly, with his father's hope.

The zombie man wanted to touch the little girl's face, but unfortunately it was just a dream. Touching would only turn into ripples like water splashes to spread.

Guo Wu's dream.

"How was Guo Wu going in the end..." After a while, Ho Ying-woo asked the zombie man.

Ho Ying-gun wanted to know the ending of Guo Wu, although this felt a bit like asking questions clearly.

"Guo Wu...he is dead."

Guo Wu is dead.
Chapter completed!