"I'm hungry and thirsty. I can't walk anymore."
"Can you give me something to eat?"
The worker lying in the grass began to plead, " just a little bit of food is enough. I still want to go home ...
"Give me some food ..."
"Mr. Zhou ..."
Once someone opened their mouth to plead, the others began to plead one after another.
At this time, food and water were extremely precious. Mr. Zhou didn't even have enough for himself, so he naturally couldn't share it with others.
The pleading voice was mixed with crying. Mr. Zhou turned a deaf ear to it, but the crying showed a bit of fear and sorrow.
After listening for a long time, Zhou xueli got annoyed and stood up impatiently. Just as she was about to scold him, she seemed to have noticed something after taking a few steps. She suddenly narrowed her eyes and shouted, "
"Guys, take a look."
Her tone was filled with excitement. When she turned her head, she looked at Mr. Zhou and subconsciously called out,
