Standing on the edge of the cliff, she cast her eyes into the distance, and saw a magnificent and huge sailing ship sailing towards the horizon with the orange-red morning sun on its back on the dark blue sea with a little black on its back.

Cattleya sat down slowly, leaned forward slightly, hugged her knees with her hands, and stared in that direction for a long time.

The sun gradually rose and sprinkled some light on her body.

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Backlund, a food distribution point.

Starling Summer, who was wearing a veil, no longer bowed her head as she did in previous months, fearing that others would recognize her. She looked ahead anxiously, worried that the free food would be distributed before it was her turn. complete.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear gunshots echoing in the distance, and she didn't know whether it came from the troops of Fusac, Intis, and Feynpot who broke through the defense line, or the police who were dealing with the food snatchers.

Let's end this war... let's end this war quickly... Starling, who has gone to three relief stations today, prayed silently.

At this time, the staff a few meters away raised their voices and said, "The food here has been distributed!"

Starling's complexion suddenly turned gray. She looked up at the already dark sky, and dragged her feet numbly and dejectedly, returning to the house at No. 17 Minsk Street.

As soon as she opened the door, the two children in the family rushed over, raised their innocent faces and said, "Mom, have you bought any bread yet?"

"Mom, I'm hungry..."

They are a pair of twins, a boy and a girl, and they are both cute.

With a sore nose, Starling forced a smile and said, "Yes."

She then entered the house, dug out a small amount of bread from a hidden place, and divided it among the two children.

Seeing the two children eating the bread with no regard for etiquette, Starling's expression kept changing, sometimes sad and sometimes painful.

Not long after, her husband, Luke Summer, also returned home, but he also had no food in his hands.

The one-time manager has been out of a job since the Coim Company was taken over by the military due to wartime acts, and has to support the family on past savings and government handouts.

"I didn't get it..." Seeing his wife's hopeful gaze, this burly man with a messy beard lowered his head in shame.

Starling, who was in her thirties and still had a pretty face, took a deep breath and said, "Me too... I'll go out and line up again, there should be places where food will be distributed!"

Without waiting for her husband to respond, she rushed out the door.

Luke immediately turned around and said to her back, "I'll look for it again!"

Starling didn't stop, walked two streets, and came to a house with a garden.

It didn't take long for her to meet the owner, the rich man in his fifties.

"I think, I want to buy some food." Starling took out a stack of crumpled bills.

The gray-haired old man smiled and said, "Why should I sell it to you?

"I remember you rejected me last time."

Starling's face became extremely pale, she didn't speak, she lowered her head, and used her other hand to undo the belt at the waist of the skirt.

With a snap, the delicate but already stained calfskin belt fell to the ground.

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