What Miao Qingshan wanted to eat most at the moment was food from the village.
"Whatever. I'm not in the mood for anything much," Miao Qingshan replied with a smile. His smile looked rather bitter. There was no point in thinking about any of it.
Miao Tianchuan chuckled for a bit before lighting up a cigarette.
"I'll go get us something to eat," he said. "It is the new year after all."
Before long he returned with a lot of good food.
The two men tidied up the abandoned house a little. Although it looked less messy, it still did not look like home.
The place remained dilapidated and cold.
"I guess we'll have to make do with what we've got," Miao Tianchuan said.
"It's alright," Miao Qingshan said.
Although he said that, his thoughts were completely different.
Am I really going to keep living like this?
Nobody liked being a rat kept on the run, hiding everywhere and being practically rootless.
