In the famine, others ate Guanyin soil, but he had space to build a farm.

Chapter 147: Changing sons to eat

This vast land in the southwest is now shrouded in an eerie calm. In the mountains and forests, the lush trees that were once flourishing have withered due to drought, leaving only some stubborn tree roots that cling to the soil, as if telling endless sorrow. Ordinary residents, like travelers on the brink of life and death, rely on meager tree roots, grass and wild vegetables to make a living. Their eyes are filled with desire for survival and despair for the future, but they still try to survive on this land.

The officials of Southwest County were helpless in the face of such a scene. They knew that the people could no longer bear the heavy taxes, so they submitted memorials to the court, requesting tax reductions. Among them, the Southwest Governor Shi personally submitted a memorial, earnestly describing the drought in the southwest and requesting that the court understand the people's suffering and exempt this year's taxes.

However, just as the southwest was experiencing a temporary calm, the northwest county was plunged into an unprecedented disaster. The land had become barren due to excessive logging over the centuries, and coupled with two consecutive years of drought, the entire land seemed to have been burned by fire, with no grass growing. Not even a blade of grass could be seen on the hillside, let alone food to fill the stomach.

One village after another was depopulated in hunger and despair. Many people had to move eastward in groups to survive. However, according to Dakun's laws, ordinary people could not move around at will. Therefore, a large number of troops were sent between the counties to stop these people at the border of the Northwest County.

"Oh my God! You are going to cut off our livelihood!" Among the crowd heading east, an old man knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and his eyes were filled with tears. His voice was full of despair and helplessness, as if he wanted to pour out all the pain in his heart.

"Old man, we two old bones can die, but what about these three children?" an old woman said anxiously. She looked at the three skinny children who were almost fainted due to hunger, and her heart was filled with endless worries and pain.

The old man was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath and said slowly, "There is no way now." He stretched out his hand and hugged the youngest girl of the three children tightly in his arms. His eyes were full of determination and reluctance, but more of love and responsibility for his family.

"Old man, what are you going to do?" Although the old woman had already guessed the old man's plan, she couldn't help but ask. She knew this was the only way, but she still couldn't give up her feelings for her daughter.

"I'll be back soon." The old man sighed and turned to walk towards another family. His back looked extremely lonely and determined in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Mom, where is dad going with my sister?" At this time, the eldest son opened his eyes in a daze, looked at his father who was walking away with his sister in his arms and asked.

"Your father sent your sister to a good family." The woman wiped her tears gently and said, trying hard to suppress the grief in her heart, "This way your sister won't suffer with us." As she spoke, she patted her son and let him continue to sleep.

"Really? That's great! My sister can finally have enough food to eat!" The child didn't know what was going on. He only knew that his sister was going to live a good life in a rich family. He even wondered why his father didn't take him there.

After about an hour, the old man came back with a cloth bag. The old woman walked silently to the iron pot and poured the very turbid water she had finally found in a ravine yesterday into the pot. The old man poured the cloth-wrapped stuff into the iron pot. The two began to cook it over the fire. The stuff in the pot gradually gave off a pleasant smell, but at this hungry moment, they seemed to smell the smell of hope.

The fragrance spread immediately, and the two children woke up at this time.

But the strange thing is that the people around did not show any envious eyes. They just glanced over here and turned away.

"Dad, what's cooking in this pot? Why does it smell so good?" the younger boy asked. His mouth was already swallowing up the little saliva he had. He was reluctant to lick his dry and cracked lips.

"This is mutton!" The old man didn't know how to explain for a moment!

"Mutton! Where can I get mutton? I've never eaten it before!" The two children's eyes lit up when they heard it. You know, from childhood to adulthood, except for the occasional fish caught by adults from the river for them to eat, they have never eaten other meat.

The old woman was secretly wiping her tears. Only she knew that it was not mutton at all!

When he thought of his daughter suffering the same fate, his tears kept flowing. But in order to preserve the incense of their family, they had to do this.

This was a choice they made when they were forced into a corner, and it was definitely not a choice made by just one or two families.

"Dad! Is the mutton ready? I'm hungry!" The little child was staring at the meat in the iron pot!

The old man sighed.

"Okay, come and eat!"

The two children didn't know whether it was mutton or not. They only knew that they had never eaten mutton before, and the meat was really delicious. They had never eaten anything so delicious before. The two of them were so full of food.

The two old men looked at the remaining food in the pot. As if they had made up their minds, they also took some and started eating. Tears welled up in their eyes as they ate.

This damn world, this damn God. The road ahead has been blocked by those officers and soldiers. Now in Northwest County, there is no food to be found. This group of people really has no way to go up to heaven and no way to go down to earth.

Some families were digging a kind of clay. They mixed the rock with some water and made it into cakes. They put it by the fire and baked it.

Everyone knows that eating these rocks and soils will make your stomach feel very uncomfortable. Many people have died from eating rocks and soils! But in order to not bear the feeling of hunger, more and more people have started to eat clay.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps. Everyone looked up and saw a group of soldiers running towards them.

"Captain, these are just ordinary refugees!" At this time, the team of officers and soldiers stopped not far from them. This was just a small team of officers and soldiers! They were ordered to come out and wipe out the rebels around them.