[Travel+Age+Space+Survival+Humanity]
In the 31st year of the Republic of China, there was a severe drought in Henan. Locusts devoured the sky and starved to death everywhere.
Once Chen Sheng, a graduate student in the history department, traveled through time, he woke up a starving ghost——
Chen Sheng was trembling all over, with only one thought left in his mind: survive.
Sister-in-law Li Xiulian took Ni'er, who was skin and bones from starvation, and looked at him with eyes that were not filled with hatred but numbness - an extra mouth would be an extra life-saving talisman. Before his death, his predecessor gave half of the steamed bun to Sister Qin He, a runaway female gentleman who passed out on the roadside. This "legacy" gave him another mouth to talk to.
There were four people, and even the bark was scraped clean from the pot.
The only reliance is the mustard space that travels through with the soul. It's one cubic meter in size, and whatever you put in it will never spoil.
But it cannot conjure a grain of grain out of thin air.
Chen Sheng had to find, rob, exchange, and risk his life on his own - digging out half a bag of moldy dried sweet potatoes from an abandoned cellar, digging edible grass roots from the wilderness, using modern knowledge to make traps for wild animals... Every bite he ate was paid for with his life. The space only allowed him to hide and store the food he got by chance so that he wouldn't eat it all and wait to die.
But in a village where everyone is starving, the fact that their family did not starve to death is the biggest sin in itself.
Someone in the village started to pay attention to him.
Bandits, defeated soldiers, and even former neighbors - he had read in history books what hunger could do to people, and now he had to see it with his own eyes and bear it himself.
He walks a tightrope between "finding food" and "hiding food", struggling with the tear between family ties and humanity.
This life is not just your own.
