C5 Cryptosporidium in Porridge

I followed the sound and saw that I was trapped in a wooden cage with a woman holding a flashlight in her left hand and an iron bucket in her right, shouting angrily.

I heard the voice a little familiar, bear with the glare, squinting to see, but this woman, I found, when I lived in the shop did not call the service of the young lady?

How could it be her?

I was shocked, but my eyes kept looking around by the light of the flashlight. I saw that it was a large space, surrounded by walls, without any light coming out. It was damp and stuffy, probably a cellar or something.

The space was divided into cells of various sizes by a wooden fence, and above the wooden fence, black, green, and brown snakes were swimming.

These snakes slowly wiggled and were completely silent. However, those who saw it would feel their entire body go numb.

Heavens, are we in the Snake Cave?

Looking at these wooden fences and the slithering snakes on the wall, I felt chills run down my spine. At this moment, the woman who had been swearing all this while walked up to me, sized me up, and suddenly pointed at me while laughing out loud.

I was a little confused and asked her what she was laughing about. The woman spat at me and hummed, "I begged you to do it yesterday, but you're still pretending to be innocent. Aren't you still here?" Damn, men are all the same! "

Her words were vulgar and turned black into white, making me feel a little unhappy. I directly retorted, "What do you mean by 'you're acting like a commoner'? "What kind of behavior does laozi have?"

When the woman heard my retort, she came up to me in two or three steps, shone the flashlight on my head through the wooden fence, and said with a half-smile, "Isn't it impossible to keep a few of your own hands on your back? If you can control it, how could you possibly come here? "

The woman left me speechless. I licked my lips and tried to argue under the glare, but it didn't matter.

I'm a fat man on a chopping board right now, and arguing with her, what good can it do?

The first thing to do is to find out what's going on.

I was sitting on a bus, eating crackers, and suddenly I lost touch. What the hell is going on?

I smiled at the woman and said, "Sister, can I ask, why did you send me here?"

The woman's cheekbones were a bit high, and although she was pretty, she was still a bit mean. Looking at my smiling face, she scolded angrily, "Don't try to get close to me! Who the heck is your sister? Am I that old? "

I was so angry that I respected calling you elder sister. Could it be that I'm going to call you miss?

However, thinking about it, I hurriedly smiled apologetically and said, "I'm not old, I'm not old. You look like you've just turned eighteen …."

The sharp-mouthed woman sized me up before carrying the metal bucket in her hand and walking to the side. As she walked, she said, "Don't be so mischievous. As usual, I'll be hungry for two days so that you don't have to suffer too much. "Fuck, why did that woman, Xie Lan, suddenly get sick? Otherwise, why would this old lady serve all of you dead bastards?"

Her hands and feet were nimble. She walked over one by one and put down the metal barrel. Then, she scooped out a spoon from inside and scooped out a small spoonful of porridge.

The porridge was thrown onto a large bowl on the ground. Just as I finished the meal, I saw a dark figure scramble over, holding the bowl and beginning to drink.

I remembered the other party's location and knew that the person who was talking to me just now should be this person.

He licked the edge of the bowl and begged the woman to give him another spoonful. The woman kept beating her way into the cellar, and when she heard that, she turned around and said without any trace of politeness, "What do you want to eat? We don't have many days left anyway."

I could see through the bars that there were several other people there, also locked up like us.

The man next to me was reprimanded and pulled back with his face covered in dust. I looked at him in the light and saw that he was not very old. He was probably only seventeen or eighteen years old.

It was impossible to take down such a set of clothes unless there were six or seven thousand of them in a large shopping mall.

Even if there were six or seven thousand of them, they would still have to switch to another season with a discount.

This was a child from a rich family.

I had just come in, a belly full of oily water, and being starved twice did not actually hinder me, nor did I care about the dirty porridge. I wanted to find out what was going on inside, so I quietly approached the man and asked him through the fence: "Hey, big brother, can I ask you something?"

The young man glanced at me but didn't say anything. He continued to curl up in the grass.

He only answered when the sharp-mouthed woman left and I pestered him again.

I didn't dare to ask too many questions at the beginning and just exchanged a few pleasantries. Later on, he took the initiative to tell me whether I met that woman called Xia Xi and was eventually brought here.

I nodded and said yes, and the young man opened his mouth.

He told me that his surname was Liu, and he was from Guangdong province. His parents were all in the business, and he was quite big, and the conditions were good, and he studied at a pheasant university in River City, which was not a big deal. He fought with girls all day, and he even liked to go to Macau to gamble, not for the sake of gambling, but because there were all kinds of beautiful girls there.

This time, he came here with his classmates. In the end, he also came here because he was bored and played on WeChat on the road.

He should have been trapped for more than a week. He used to be picky with his food, and could not come down after a meal without hundreds of dollars. Now, he was hungry to the point that he could eat even if there was mouse poop in the porridge.

When I heard this, I wanted to laugh. I felt that Hunan Television Station had changed their form. If I brought those city kids here to stay for a few days, perhaps everything would be settled.

Still, I want to know what these people want to do by bringing us here.

The young man didn't tell me, because he didn't know why.

All he can tell me is never to try to get close to the wall and the fence, and the snake on it will die soon after a bite.

He saw with his own eyes that someone had been bitten to death by a snake and then dragged out.

However, there seemed to be something yellow scattered on the ground. Even though the snakes were ferocious, they did not crawl in.

When I heard the young man say he was dead, I panicked.

How dare these people play with their lives?

He didn't seem to be in good spirits. After talking for a while, he fell unconscious again. I stayed in the darkness for a long time. After an unknown period of time, light lit up again and someone came to deliver food.

However, the one who came back wasn't the sharp-mouthed woman from before, but a rough middle-aged woman.

The woman didn't say a word and continued to cook. When she passed by me, she hesitated for a moment before giving me a ladle.

It was obvious that her heart was much stronger than that harsh woman from before.

I hadn't been able to make it in a day and a night. I was extremely thirsty, and although I wasn't as impatient as the young man beside me, I still hurried over. However, when I picked up the bowl, I was stunned.

There was porridge in the bowl, but I saw something else besides porridge.

Worms.

If you don't look closely, you can't tell, or most people can't, but I've worked as a quality inspector in a factory before, and I can tell at a glance that something is wrong because of my professional habits.

If one looked carefully, they would be able to see tiny worms that were as thin as a strand of silk swimming around in the hot porridge.

Before I could take a closer look, the light followed the prisoner into the depths of the cellar.

As I sat on the ground, I heard several people slurping their porridge and felt their bodies go cold. Subconsciously, I reached back and touched the scab on the back of my head.

These people were so mysterious. What were they trying to do?

Buggy …

Could it be that they are the Gu raising women from the legends of our hometown?