High door marriage

Chapter 682
"Me too. I went shopping with my mother, got lost with my mother, and was caught here."

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All the boys sadly talked about their experience of being arrested.

Thinking of their parents at home and the cruelty and horror here, they all cried, and everyone cried very sadly.

Xiao Cong's eyes turned red, and he wanted to cry too.

He endured and said firmly to them: "Don't worry, our parents will definitely come to save us!"

However, no one responded to his words.

Zhang Xu cried: "No more. I have been imprisoned for a year, and I told myself every day that my parents would come to save me. But they never came, and we will never see them again. Never leave here again."

Xiao Cong's face turned pale, and he clenched his small fists tightly.

"I don't believe it! My father is very powerful, he will definitely come to save me, definitely will!"

But does dad know he's locked up in this place?
Xiao Cong was also very worried. If they couldn't find him, he would be locked up here forever just like them.

Xiao Cong was in a sad mood, he found an open space to sit down, hugged his knees, and lowered his eyes to think about his own thoughts.

After a while, someone brought buns and steamed buns.

A stack of steamed buns and steamed buns were placed on the ground, and as soon as the door was closed, all the children rushed towards the food.

The crying just now stopped, and everyone went fiercely to grab food.

If you can't grab it, you grab it from others. For a while, everyone scuffles into a ball.

Some quickly took a few bites of the buns, and before they could swallow them, they were forcibly pulled out of their mouths.

Xiao Cong looked at them in shock, blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Suddenly, half a steamed bun rolled in front of him.

The boys who were fighting stopped and stared closely at the steamed buns at his feet, but they hesitated and did not dare to go forward to pick them up.

Xiao Cong picked up the steamed bun. The steamed bun was very dirty with dust all over it.

But they all looked greedily at the half steamed bun in his hand, as if it was delicious as a delicacy from mountains and seas.

He stood up, and the boys looked disappointed.

They thought that Xiao Cong would not return the buns to them.

But they didn't dare to snatch it. He knows kung fu, and none of them are his opponents.

Xiao Cong looked at them, divided the steamed buns into three portions, and passed them to the three thin boys who had nothing to eat.

"Eat, I'm not hungry." He said softly.

They didn't care about him, and quickly swallowed the steamed buns.

But the smallest boy, about his own age, thanked him anyway.

Xiao Cong asked very puzzled: "Why do you rush to eat? One for each, so that everyone will not be hungry."

A boy said: "They only send us steamed buns and steamed buns twice a day. There are only four steamed buns and four buns at a time, which is not enough for us to eat. If you don't grab them, you will starve to death."

"Starved to death?" Xiao Cong was shocked. In his world, the concept of starving to death had never existed before.

"Yes, several have starved to death. When people die, they will take them out and throw them into the sea to feed the fish."

Xiao Cong's face turned pale again, without blood.

Is this world really the one he knows?
He thought that all children were just like him, loved by their parents, going to school every day, and living happily.

(End of this chapter)