Chapter 1282

"Come on, eat it."

He gave the bun to the fool.

The fool chuckled and bit the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth. He was afraid that other people would rob him. He almost choked himself to death.

The old coachman took a bite when he saw the delicious food.

If it is true, when people are hungry, it is like this.

I don't know if the little lady can eat such steamed stuffed buns?

It's the place where the wind seems to be blowing everywhere. When the wind blows on the body, it always feels like it will take away all their heat.

"Xiaoqing, I'm cold," Xiaohuang shrunk her body, and moved to Xiaoqing. In March, her body shrank.

"March."

Xiaoqing held out her hand to March, "we are next to each other, so it's not so cold."

March also moved forward a bit, a face is also white, what color?

And this, their wrists are all wrapped with cotton cloth, and the cotton cloth can also see the blood seeping out.

Sure enough, these people are holding them as pigs. Fattening is not used for cutting meat, but for bloodletting.

"It's OK."

Xiaoqing comforted them, "just put some blood, eat more will raise back."

"How do you know that?" Xiao Huang's crying eyes are swollen, painful and afraid.

"It should be like this."

In fact, Xiaoqing doesn't know whether it will be like this, but it should be like this. She has been bloodletting before, that is to say, she ate like this, so she was raised.

"It's still meat buns, which we haven't eaten yet."

Xiaoqing bit the meat bun in her hand. "Even if they are raising us like pigs, we will fatten ourselves."

"Fat, and then you're going to be killed?"

Xiaohuang also took a bite. It was the first time that she had ever eaten meat buns since she was so big. It turned out that the meat dumplings tasted like this, but why didn't she feel so delicious? It seemed that all the previous nests at home were better than this.

This is not what kind of meat bun, which is clearly made with their blood.

Can you still eat it?

Xiaoqing took another bite of steamed stuffed bun.

"If you lose weight, you die faster."

She stretched out her hand and arranged Xiao Huang's hair. The girl's family, no matter where it is, should be clean and tidy.

Xiao Huang also choked her voice, and then bit a bun to eat. She cried while eating, and in March, it was already crying.

"Xiaoqing, do you hurt?"

Asked Xiao Huang in a low voice.

"It hurts."

Xiaoqing raised his wrist, compared with death, I would rather hurt.

"As long as we live, there will always be hope. As long as we live, we can certainly go out."

"Will you?"

When Xiao Huang first came, she also had such an idea. When she made money, she would go back home. No matter how poor the family was, it was still home.

But now she, last night she dreamt that she was going back. She didn't know she was dreaming until she opened her eyes.

How could she go back? Even if she did, her ghost would return.

Xiaoqing put his back back back, "as long as you can go back to live, if you die, you can only be here when the flower fat, you are willing to?"

Xiao Huang quickly shook his head, "I don't want to be a flower fertilizer. Even if I am fat, I also want to be the grain fertilizer in our field."

"What's the use of planting these flowers? You can't eat or drink them?"

"But it can sell silver."

Xiaoqing put her injured wrist on her leg. In fact, some of her injuries could not be directly seen. She hated other people's blood.

She did not know how she would not like to come out, but want to come, all people are the same, they are all parents, each is a flesh and blood body, what can take away other people's blood, other people's meat.

Xiaohuang then took a bite of steamed buns. After eating, she found it strange and not delicious. She would never want to eat meat buns again. Especially, could she not give them meat buns after they were bled completely.

If you can eat it, I'm afraid it will be indigestion. People who can eat like this feel that they are choking.

"Xiaoqing, what do you think they are going to do with our blood

Xiao Huang asked in a low voice, "I've heard before that some women in this big family want to drink the blood of young women. They say that this can keep their youth forever."

"It's young, beautiful, green and tender."

Xiaoqing reminds Xiaohuang that they are all long, like those hanging from a crooked neck tree. 80% of them are born to their mother and failed to give birth to them, or they will accidentally fall to the ground, and their faces will land first. Otherwise, why do others grow well, but they are not good at all Look.And Xiao Huang listened to Xiao Qing's words, but she couldn't even answer a word.

This is also the fact, so many young and beautiful people don't want them. Why do they have to have them? Are they afraid that the more they drink, the uglier they are?

"What do they want to do?"

Xiaohuang doesn't want to eat steamed buns any more. She can eat so much, but there is still something she doesn't want to eat. She never dreamed of it before.

"They..."

Xiaoqing looks at the distance, on that big tree, there are many withered and yellow leaves, as if winter is coming.

It seems that I still smell the faint smell of flowers, but the smell of flowers is familiar.

"They should be..."

"Make spices."

"What did you say?"

Xiao Huang didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing. Eat your buns."

Xiaoqing put the steamed stuffed bun into her mouth with an uninjured hand.

"Eat more, speak less and conserve our strength. We are now in the wolf pack. If we don't have a good body, we will wait for the wolves to tear you up."

Xiao Huang's eyes widened, and he quickly took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and he ate it himself. He pulled the steamed stuffed bun out of March and stuffed it into his mouth in March.

March is the youngest of them who don't take care of it. What can we do if we don't take care of it on weekdays?

This is a wolf's nest. If you don't do well, you'll be gnawed. You'll have no bones.

Xiaoqing then took out a steamed bun and divided it into two. She gave half to Xiao Huang and half to March.

Xiaohuang's impoliteness, wolfing down, and then it is bad, it is also difficult to swallow, that is to eat, not to mention it is not so bad.

After thinking about it, it seems that there is no pain.

"Eat more and replenish blood."

Xiao Qing sat there and hid her wrist. Which idiot invented blood to make spices?

"Achoo..."

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