Article 725

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"It was in the autumn when I was five years old." Mo Ran said, "Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival. Because the Confucianism Sect has been closed to the outside world for a long time, Linyi's food supply has been insufficient. They adjusted the price of goods. In the final analysis, it is to let the poor below Moderate your appetite and don’t compete with the rich for food.”

Xue Zhengyong had a lot of emotions after hearing it, and his heart was in chaos, but after Mo Ran said this, he still thought about it for a while, and then nodded.

"Yes, I remember that price adjustment. Linyi was starving and the people were in riots, and the Rufeng Sect finally lowered the price again. It lasted for about... a year?"

Jiang Xi said: "I remember it was half a year."

Mo Ran closed his eyes and said: "It wasn't that long. It was one month and five days. It only lasted a short thirty-five days."

Chapter 259 [Tianyin Pavilion] Same robe as Zi

Someone asked: "How can you remember it so clearly? How long has it been?"

How could he not remember clearly? In the memory of Jiang Xi, who is in the upper realm of cultivation, it is an ordinary half year. In the memory of Xue Zhengyong, who is in the lower realm of cultivation, it is a year full of emotions.

But in the burning memory, it is gradually becoming desperate, and the thirty-five days are like a year. Every day is worse than death, every day is like purgatory.

At that time, when the price adjustment order came out, people were panicked. Duan Yihan and his children had no food to eat, so they had to rely on picking up rotten vegetable leaves and moldy and rotten rice noodles to satisfy their hunger. Later, more and more people were hungry, and they couldn't even pick up vegetable leaves. In the dilemma, Mo Ran couldn't help but said to Duan Yihan: "Auntie, let's go to Rufengmen to find him and ask for some food?"

Duan Yihan murmured: "You can't beg him from anyone."

Begging and performing on the street, nodding and bending, smiling and shouting, are all the last resort to earn a living, but if you go to beg Nangong Yan, the meaning is different.

Although Duan Yihan was poor, he did not want to break this last bottom line.

She refused, and Mo Ran stopped mentioning it.

The child was inconspicuous and surprisingly agile. On the ninth day after the price adjustment order was issued, he finally stole a white radish from the field.

Duan Yihan carefully hid the white radish and only cooked a handful as big as his fist every day, which the two of them shared. By the eighth meal, the radishes were already rotten, but since he hadn't seen anything to satisfy his hunger for a long time, Duan Yihan cut the remaining rotten radishes in half again, trying to survive for a few more days.

On the twenty-first day of the price adjustment order, they had eaten up the last bit of radish and could no longer find any food to satisfy their hunger.

Day twenty-five.

It rained heavily, and earthworms came out of the ground. Mo Ran caged them together, caught some rainwater, and cooked them to eat.

The slippery feeling of eating earthworms in the mouth was disgusting. Mo Ran muttered to these skinny little animals that they were sorry. There was really nothing to fill their stomachs. If he could survive this period, the earthworms would be his benefactor. How pitiful God is, he doesn't want to take advantage of his benefactor anymore. When will this nightmare end...

Day twenty-eight.

The ink burned and had a fever.

Even if a child is extremely talented and has extremely high spiritual energy, he cannot withstand such hunger and torture.

Duan Yihan has already lost his strength and his eyes are empty.

On this day, while Mo Ran fell asleep, she finally made up her mind, got up and left the woodshed where she lived, and slowly walked towards the towering fairy city of Rufengmen - she had her own bottom line, and would rather die than beg for food from Nangong Yan.

But the child was innocent, he was still so young, how could he leave the world with her.

Everyone in the hall showed sympathy at this time. Mo Weiyu's guilt and innocence were not mentioned, but the past events were too tragic.

Someone slowed down their tone and asked with a sigh: "Did you get it?"

"No." Mo Ran said, "Unlucky, Nangong Yan was quarreling with his wife when we went there."

He paused and continued: "The city lord's wife became furious when she saw my mother. She has a fierce temper. Not only did she not give my mother any food, she also kicked her out of the Rufeng Sect."

“What about Nangong Yan?”

"I don't know." Mo Ran said, "My mother didn't mention him."

Maybe he stopped him, or maybe he just stood by and seemed helpless.

Mo Ran didn't know what happened that day. He only knew that when A Niang came back, she was covered in scars. She curled up in the woodshed and hugged him without saying a word. Then she started coughing up blood and spitting out blood droplets and gastric juices. The room smelled fishy and sour.

Day 34.

Duan Yihan was almost dying, almost speechless and unable to shed tears.

That night, she woke up from her drowsiness and regained some strength. Seeing Mo Ran huddled next to her, trying to keep her warm with his thin body. She said to him very softly and gently: "Xiao Ran'er, if you have a way, go back to Xiangtan."

"Aunt..."

"Go back to Xiangtan, go find Sister Xun, and repay your kindness." Duan Yihan stroked Mo Ran's hair, "Go to Xiangtan to repay your kindness, don't stay in Linyi to seek revenge... Listen to my mother-in-law, and be good... When my mother-in-law came to Yi , I owe your sister Xun a lot of money, and I can’t pay it off... Go back, stay with her, do things for her, and make her happy. In the future, if others give you a favor, treat it well. Remember."

With tears in her eyes, Mo Ran looked up at the woodshed and saw her skinny face.

Duan Yihan's eyes were so dark that they were even purple like grapes.

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