Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 92 Famine
Lin'an, Huangjia Village.

Huangzhou had been hungry for a long time, and tremblingly poked the old lady who was lying motionless on the bed, and asked, "Mom, I'm so hungry that I can't sleep."

The place touched by the fingertips was as hard as a stone, Huang Zhou was startled, and slowly turned his mother's body upright.

My mother had been dead for a long time, and there was a large lump of corpse spots on the back of her neck, and her eye sockets were sunken and dull.

Huangzhou tentatively moved the corpse with his hands, and it felt light and weightless in his hands.

Even if he is chronically malnourished, he can barely move.

Huangzhou didn't cry, he just numbly rolled up his mother's body with a straw mat, and then picked up a shovel and started digging on the ground in the center of the main room.

"Father, mother is here to accompany you. I will bury you all in the ancestral house, so that you don't have to worry about being picked up and devoured by wild dogs or villagers."

After all, Huang An is only a young man under the age of 14, and he has been hungry for a long time. The last time he ate was a dead mouse dug out from the corner of the wall last night.

He ate half of it and handed the remaining half to his mother.

His mother only ate the skin, and asked him to eat the rest of the rat's meat, bones, and blood, so that he could get enough strength to survive the relief from the government.

Huangzhou felt that there would be no relief, and the gentlemen in Lin'an City also suffered disasters. This unprecedented flood submerged most of the fertile fields in the nearby prefectures and counties.

His father was unlucky, he was caught in the rain when collecting grain and fell ill.

He didn't even last for a few days, and soon lost his soul under the condition of lack of food, clothing and persistent high fever.

But now Huangzhou felt that his father's luck was not bad, and he didn't have to suffer from hunger every day.

It's hard to be hungry.

Hungry people feel that the stomach bag is about to dissolve, sizzling.

There was a green light in front of his eyes.

When I see a leaf, I want to bite it twice.

However, the leaves have long been eaten by the nearby villagers, and it takes a long time to search around the village to find some edible tender bark.

He hasn't eaten young bark for a long time, and he really misses that taste.

The full and juicy bark is chewed in the mouth, bursting out full of sap, and the rough fiber can just fill the throat, and there is no need to worry about scratching the throat when it is soft and rotten.

Swallowing it in one bite can satisfy hunger for a whole day!
But now, even Guanyin soil is not so easy to find.

Huangzhou went all over the village, but couldn't find anything to eat.

So he can only watch his mother getting hungrier and thinner every day.

And there was nothing he could do, because even he himself was starving to death.

Now that his mother is dead, he has breathed a sigh of relief.

Huangzhou has been worried that he and his mother will starve to death together, and no one will collect their bodies.

In this way, some villagers with dirty hands and feet might sneak in at night and drag their corpses home.

Every night when Huangzhou sleeps, he can see people standing silently by the window to observe the movement in the house. When he sees those people, he moves his body deliberately.

Those people will silently withdraw their heads and go to the next one.

These villagers are good people. Although they are hungry, they will not kill people.

Like scavengers, they hover quietly around you, waiting for you to die a natural death before feasting.

Huangzhou has been holding on not daring to die, just wanting to boil his mother to death first so that she can collect her body, so as not to be ruined after her death.

The shovel dug out a hole less than one meter deep, and Huang Zhou was panting heavily from exhaustion.

He rested for a while, then scooped up a gourd of water from the water tank and drank it down.

The abdominal pain finally got a little relief.

Only then did he throw the shovel, and put his mother's body into the hole, just covering the maggot-stricken father's body, and then covered it with soil one by one.

On the last layer, the old soil should be filled back, and then compacted with a board, so as not to be seen by others.

After doing all this, Huangzhou lay on his back on the ground, feeling that the last bit of strength was exhausted.

Two hours later, Huang Zhou woke up from a coma. He felt as if he had been turned upside down. The jolting sensation made him feel sick and dizzy, making him very nauseous.

"vomit…………"

A large stream of yellow-green juice splashed out from his mouth, staining the hem of the person below him.

The villagers who were carrying Huangzhou and walking slowly were startled, and put him on the ground in a panic.

Huangzhou looked up weakly and recognized the man.

It turned out that he was called the second uncle. The ancestors of the two families were related, after all, they both had the surname Huang.

When I was young, the two families often walked around. Huangzhou and the girls in his family were childhood sweethearts and often played together.

Later, Huangzhou went to study at Hongfa Temple outside Lin'an City, and gradually lost contact.

"Second Uncle..." Huang Zhou reluctantly called out.

Huang Erbo covered his face with his hands and ran into the house in a panic. After a while, he heard a woman's sharp cry: "What are you afraid of...he is going to die. If you don't eat it, others will eat it. Hurry up!" Go and look at him, don't let others take the lead!"

Huang Zhou stood up slowly, picked up a thigh bone from the ground as a crutch, and limped towards home.

The roads in the country are full of hungry people lying on both sides, and everyone is so thin and skinny that it is very frightening.

Huang Zhou is not very afraid, he knows that his current appearance is not much better.

If that kind of fat and rich family comes to this village, they will be afraid. The villagers haven't seen meat for more than a month, and the green eyes of a group of people will definitely scare him to death.

Thinking of this, Huang Zhou couldn't help grinning.

The hungry people on the side of the road wailed all over the field, and Huangzhou's laughter sounded particularly penetrating at this moment.

He walked a few steps, turned his head, and saw the second uncle standing timidly not far away and staring at him.

Huangzhou smiled at him again, and then continued to walk forward.

The road after the flood ebbed was very difficult, and several plagues had recently broken out, killing many people.

His father died of fever, and now the village is full of dead bodies, and the roads are very difficult to walk.

Huangzhou was not very afraid. He had survived for more than ten days without fever, and the plague could not harm him.

It's just that he often sees hungry and red-eyed villagers lying on the ground eating mud mixed with rotten food, which makes him feel a little nauseous.

Huangzhou sighed, knowing that these people were starving to death, otherwise it would never have happened.

Among the corpses lying on both sides of the road, many of them had bulging bellies, and they all died of eating too much indigestible soil and bursting their stomachs.

These people are also fast.

Huangzhou would rather starve to death than eat these things.

He walked to the door of his house with a leg bone, saw that the second uncle was still following, and greeted weakly: "Second uncle, don't... don't worry, I'm coming soon..."

Huang Erbo's dark and thin face was flushed. He covered his face with his hands, and tears fell to the ground.

But he didn't care about wiping, but still stared straight at Huangzhou.

Huang Zhou shuddered and stepped into the back room.

(End of this chapter)