Chapter 247 Knot 3
The two relayed wordlessly, and after a while, all the clothes on their side were dried, and the rest was just waiting for the person in front.

The man wiped his face. Most of the people who came here were women. It was a bit eye-catching for him to stand here alone. His face was clean inside, and so were his clothes.

Because of this, Zihua couldn't help but have doubts about his origins. Such a cleanly dressed man with a fair face really didn't look like an ordinary refugee, but more like a noble in distress.

"Hello, my name is Karlov." The man stretched out his hand and greeted Zihua actively.

Zihua shook back, "My name is Gina."

While answering, she was puzzled by the concealment of the surname by the people here, but she didn't intend to ask, but wanted to observe for a while before speaking.

Karlov didn't want to ask Zihua anything, he took his hand back, and just sighed: "Speaking of which, we are really lucky. I heard from the person who came to help with the laundry the day before yesterday that he came here to do the laundry that day and only got One piece of bread, but we can receive two pieces today, and I don’t know if it’s because they have good news from the front line, it’s so generous.”

"Perhaps!" Zihua's tone also contained a sigh, "It's been so long, if there is no good news, I'm afraid this day will not last."

"That's right, we've been fighting for five years, and the water in the fields has dried up. If we don't reorganize and grow food, we're afraid we're going to starve to death."

Zihua chuckled back, and the person in front brought another pile of clothes, and she was about to put her hands into the cold water for stirring, when Karloff spoke.

"Gina, you've been wringing the clothes for so long just now, and your hands are wrinkled from the soak. Why don't you switch to me to wring the clothes, and you are responsible for drying the clothes. Do you like this arrangement?"

Zihua nodded. It is good to work with less effort. She stepped forward and changed places with Karlov.

Time passed by every minute and every second, hours of hard work has made people feel tired both physically and mentally. The few women who were chattering just now have stopped, as has the noisy stone house in front of them. , only the sound of pouring water remained.

In addition to becoming quiet, everyone was sweating profusely.

Zihua didn't know if Kanida still had time to look through the labels sewn on the pockets one by one, and then send her love letter up.

Looking at it from her perspective, she was mechanically stirring the clothes in the bucket.

The sun was setting, and when the white clouds in the sky were dyed red, Zihua and Karlov worked together to hang the last piece of clothing on the thick rope.

The man who brought them here in the morning finally came back. With a wave of his hand, he ordered a few soldiers to go down to test the results. After getting the qualified report, he took out a stack of papers and ordered the soldiers to send them the papers.

Zihua took the two pieces of paper that were not very smooth, only to see strange symbols printed on them, and a thing like bread was drawn by hand beside it.

She guessed it was food stamps or something.

It seemed that it was not the first time for others to see these tickets. After they got their hands, they laughed so happily that they almost got up and cheered loudly.

In this way, after the men watched the soldiers dispatch all the tickets, their laundry work was considered a balance between labor and money.

Zihua followed the crowd to the place where they received the food, and saw the bread that she had been curious about all along.

The bread was not a long loaf like a pillow or a stick, but about fifteen centimeters long, and both the shell and the inside were as hard as a biscuit.

Zihua opened the bread from the middle, thinking that there would be some bread stuffing inside, but in the end there was nothing but some black inside.

She hesitated to put the bread into her mouth, but she didn't smell any bad smell, but it tasted like its shell, very hard, and there was no taste, sweet, sour, salty, nothing, let alone The milk flavor, to put it simply, is even more unpalatable than steamed buns.

But it's better to have than to have nothing, seeing those people holding the two pieces of bread and giggling, Zihua felt that he had no right to despise the two pieces of bread in his hands.

She was trying on the sidelines, and Kanida, who received the bread after her, came over. She didn't hold the bread in her hand, but put them well in her chest.

"Gina, you ate half of the bread so quickly, and you're going to have a hard time eating it so quickly."

"Are there no live picks here tomorrow?"

"Yes, but bread may not be distributed. What if green wheat flour is distributed? Green wheat flour is very filling, but it is more unpalatable than grass, and it is hard to swallow. It takes a lot of water to force it Swallow, a glass of clean water is expensive, so you can save the bread that can be swallowed with saliva!"

If it is said that she will not starve to death if she does not eat, will Kanida agree that she can eat these breads now?

Zihua didn't want to hear her continue nagging, so she put the bread away, "Well, where are you going when you come up again?"

When she first came to this world, Zihua felt that she should follow her first and figure out what was going on step by step.

"I saw your clothes were very clean just now. I knew you had just arrived in this area not long ago. Come with me and I will take you to a good place to sleep. You don't have to worry about the wind and rain here."

Zihua nodded, stretched out his hand to hold Karda's love, replenished his energy, and then followed Kanida's footsteps.

Walking along the wet roads, she saw many crowded, dilapidated and old rooms, and there was hardly a gap that could be called an alley.

Occasionally, I could still see a stranger leaning against the wall with his eyes closed.

Zihua watched all this silently, and followed Kanida to a house. Kanida stretched out her hand to signal Zihua to back away and hide it. That keyhole.

After an unknown amount of time, the lock on the door was unlocked.

Kanida waved to her and walked in first.

Zihua followed her into the door. There were many benches in the room, which looked like a church.

"Come on, just pick a place to sit!" Kanida sat down very boldly, "The church here usually doesn't allow refugees like us to come in, saying that they are afraid of disturbing its sanctity, but we almost have no place to sleep. Now, who cares if it is holy or not.”

Zihua didn't say much, and chose a place to sit down.

Not long after she heard the sound of a chair being creaked, and Kanida lay down.

"Go to sleep! Take a good rest, you have to get up and work again tomorrow, you might as well go to bed early, as long as you fall asleep, you will forget about being hungry."

Zihua lay down on the wooden chair according to the words. The wooden chair was not made flat, and the wooden strips underneath were arranged differently, which was a bit harsh.

After hearing Kanida's even breathing, she flashed into Karda's Love.

(End of this chapter)

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