The world before my eyes was as if someone had pulled away the veil that had been obscuring it, transforming from a frosted glass to high-definition tempered glass.,The one grabbing the bun was a disheveled woman, stuffing it into her mouth with both hands, like a starving ghost reincarnated.,The officials gathered together to build a bonfire. They took out dried meat from their bags and cooked it in clay pots, then sprinkled on some salt to make a pot of meat soup.。