Mrs. Qian said unhappily, “You might as well eat me instead of a thirty-cent bun.”

On weekdays, buns only cost three or five cents each.

Bao’er didn’t care. He had to have what he wanted. He lay on the ground and rolled over again: “I want meat buns, I want meat buns–”

Gu Zhong was annoyed by his noise and gave 30 cents to Xing’er: “Go, go, buy a bun for your brother.”

Xing’er walked up to the man with the copper coin in her hand. The man smiled and opened the steamer. Inside were white and plump meat buns.

It was made of white flour!

Many people were tempted. In such a disaster year, 30 cents for a white bun was not expensive.

The man smiled as he handed the buns to Xing’er: “My family used to run a grain store. We have the last bit of flour left. I can’t bear to eat it, so I thought of making buns and selling them for some money.”

Xing’er took the buns and handed them to Bao’er.

Bao’er was not afraid of the heat and took a big bite. After chewing a few times, the corners of his mouth cracked: “It’s delicious, so delicious.”

Xing’er looked at him enviously and licked her lips. Bao’er ate all the delicious food, and she never had a share.

At this time, Zhang Laoda’s son Donglai also pulled his trouser legs and whispered: “Dad, I want to eat buns too.”

Zhang Laoda was a little hesitant. Thirty cents, in the past, could buy ten buns!

While hesitating, Bao’er suddenly spit out something from his mouth, took it in his hand, and tilted his head to look at it: “What is this?”

Gu Fei was standing next to Bao’er. She stared at the thing for a long time, suddenly took a step back, and grabbed her mother’s arm tightly.

Mrs. Qian took the thing in Baoer’s hand, looked at it for a long time, and suddenly trembled all over. She threw the thing away and turned around to knock the bun out of Baoer’s hand.

Baoer cried loudly, squatted down, and picked up the bun on the ground again. Mrs. Qian screamed, “Don’t eat it, this bun can’t be eaten!”

Everyone had a vague guess in their hearts, but no one dared to be sure or say it.

Mrs. Chen reached out and hugged Gu Fei in her arms, trembling all over.

Baoer pushed his mother hard. Mrs. Qian sat on the ground without defense. Baoer picked up the bun on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth.

Gu Zhong suddenly came over, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light, snatched the bun from Baoer’s hand, and stepped hard on the ground a few times.

Baoer cried loudly.

Mrs. Qian got up from the ground, opened Bao’er’s mouth, and put a finger into Bao’er’s throat: “Spit it out, you spit it out for me–”

Everyone retreated in shock.

Lanzhi also understood something, her face turned pale, and the whole person was shaky.

Gu Erlang quickly supported her: “Don’t think about it, don’t look at it.”

Gu Fei buried her head in her mother’s arms, not knowing what she felt in her heart.

She had killed people, but it was just a matter of a moment.

But human flesh-

Who would dare to eat it unless they were mentally perverted to a certain extent?

Juhua from the eldest aunt’s house suddenly retched.

The retching sound was like a switch, and everyone started to retch.

For a while, the small street was full of retching sounds.

Uncle Ma suddenly said: “Where is that man?”

Everyone looked again, and the man pushing the wheelbarrow disappeared at some point.

Gu Zhang’s voice trembled: “Uncle Ma, what should we do? Should we stay here tonight?”

In a deep voice, Uncle Ma said: “Go to the end of the street, which is closer to the well, and find a bigger house. Let’s all stay together tonight, don’t separate.”