The cannon fodder of quick travel is not sad

307 Chapter 22
He didn't owe Wang Jia anything, it would be nice to give her a shelter, and he had no obligation to support her for the rest of her life.

Even for Lin Yanzhen and Zhuzhu, he could only guarantee that it was the end of the world now, and he couldn't say for sure, what time they might die.

Everyone is responsible for their own life.

Wang Jia lowered her head, bit her lip, and whispered, "But, I'm afraid, what if I'm in danger?"

She has no superpowers, can't fight, and has very little strength. Apart from eating, drinking, and having fun, the only kung fu she's good at is in bed.

Oh, it doesn't work at all.

Mo Fan couldn't help but sneer when he heard her words, danger?
Then it's not dangerous for him to do tasks outside?Sure enough, he is a selfish person, thinking of himself all the time, is the life of others not his life?
Suddenly remembered what Lin Yanzhen once said to him, "I hate them, I hate them when I see them, Mo Fan, it's all your fault, it's your indulgence and euphemism, it doesn't matter, you raised them to be greedy, heh, look at them, they want things Asking for money is so natural."

Lowering his eyes, yes, it was his fault.If I had seen it earlier...

It's useless, some people are used to selfishness and indifference, love leisure and hate work, and want to rely on others for everything, they are as disgusting as maggots attached to the bones, don't say nice words to persuade them, even if they accuse and abuse their eighteen generations of ancestors, there will be no any changes.

"Oh, you are afraid of danger. Then your sister is not dangerous outside with her child?"

Wang Jia pursed her lips and said nothing, but she felt very disapproving in her heart.

It's not that she hasn't lived outside, for two whole years, she knows how hard it is for a woman to survive, relying on herself alone, oh, it won't work.

And the kid, who knows how, wasn't clean.

Mo Fan said coldly, "If you don't want to go, that's okay."

Wang Jia suddenly raised his head and faced his cold face, "We will move out tomorrow. My temple is small and cannot afford to support a big Buddha like yours."

Her eyes widened in disbelief.After a long time, I heard a voice as thin as a gnat.

"I go."

Mo Fanen said, "Don't forget to wash your clothes." After speaking, he went to bed.

Wang Jia stood at the door of the bathroom, lowered her head, and clenched her hands hanging by her sides.

After a while, he slowly let go and wiped his eyes.

This night, many people can't sleep.But Siru slept comfortably.

Waking up in the warm big bed, turning her head to one side, she saw a fair and tender little girl looking at her with an innocent look on her face.

"Mother."

Seeing her wake up, her eyebrows suddenly curled up and she rolled into Siru's arms, "I'm hungry."

Siru hugged her and rolled her eyes, of course she must be hungry, since she didn't eat last night.

After sniffing, yes, there was a faint smell of food, "Okay, get up."

Mo Fan was putting the porridge on the table, when he saw the door opened and Si Ru led the little girl out, he hurriedly said with a smile, "Are you up? Go wash your face and brush your teeth, we can eat soon."

Si Ruen said grace, her face was light, the little girl glanced at Mo Fan, blinked her eyes, her face was full of doubts, she took La Siru's hand, "Mom..."

"good."

Siru stroked her hair.

Breakfast was actually quite hearty, including porridge, hard-boiled eggs, steamed buns, and a small plate of fried wild vegetables.

There is no way, it is already very good, and there is only this condition in the last days.

Mo Fan stayed up almost all night last night, excited and excited. He was very tired after finishing the task, but he just couldn't sleep.

Lying on the sofa, I tossed and turned, afraid that this was a dream, but I didn't dare to knock on Siru's door, so I could only pinch myself.

Suffering a lot, he got up before dawn, opened the door and went out.

What are you doing?

Of course, he went to the team to distribute the supplies he deserved. This time the harvest was pretty good, um, he remembered that there was a mutated pig in there.

Yanzhen likes to eat steamed stuffed buns, but she never eats those sold outside, because she thinks the stuffing is not good.

It was almost dawn when Mo Fan came back, carrying a big bag.

Put the bag on the ground, take out a large piece of pork from it, cut off the leanest meat, wash it, and chop the stuffing.

He scooped out the rice from the storage room, ground it finely, and sifted out the kernels before putting it into the pot to boil.

no way.

After the end of the world, everything has changed, and all plants have undergone mutations.

Although most of them are not dangerous, they grow tall and big, especially things like peach pits.

It is very troublesome to cook a meal, so Wang Jia would rather eat snacks.

In the bathroom, Siru twisted the handkerchief and washed Zhuzhu's face when she heard the little girl's unclear voice, "Mom, who is that person?"

Si Ru said so.

"Oh, an uncle you don't know."

The little girl looked at Siru with her eyes wide open, "Shall we live here from now on?"

Siru smiled, "Yeah, what's the matter."

The little girl frowned, her mouth was pursed, and her fair and tender face was bulging round. After a while, she shook her head, "No."

After a pause, "I just want to live with my mother." For others, forget it.

Siru smiled, didn't say anything, picked up the comb, "Stand up, mom will make your braids for you."

"Oh."

During breakfast, Wang Jia was not there. Siru raised her eyebrows and said nothing. She gave Zhuzhu a bun and put it in a small bowl.

Mo Fan was a little worried, "It's a little hot, it just came out of the pot."

But seeing the little girl skillfully holding the chopsticks, picked up the steamed stuffed bun, put it to her mouth and blew, took a small bite, then narrowed her eyes and looked at Siru, "Mom, it's delicious."

Siru nodded, "Mom will pick another one for you after it's delicious."

He put some more green vegetables into her bowl and said, "I want to eat this too."

The little girl frowned, a little reluctantly.

Mo Fan laughed dryly, "Zhuzhu doesn't want to eat green vegetables, so forget it."

All children are like this.

Siru sneered, "None of your business." Looking at Zhuzhu, "Eat."

Zhuzhu looked bitter and resentful, her face wrinkled like a little old woman, but she still stuffed the green vegetables into her mouth, chewed it a few times, swallowed it hard, took another bite of the bun, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, I ate."

Siru stroked her braid, "Well, it's not that bad."

Zhuzhu struggled for a while, then shook her head, and said slowly, "No."

It's actually very tasty, but it was made by my mother. My mother said that it's not good for children to be picky eaters, and they will not grow taller.

Siru smiled, "It's not bad, just eat another one." As she said, there was more green in Zhuzhu's small bowl.

Zhuzhu: ...

In the room, Wang Jia was lying on the bed, curled up, listening to the voices outside, her tears flowed down and wet the pillow.

She bit her lip tightly and only let out a little whimper.

I hate it, and feel wronged.

"Why? Why come back? Why not die?"

How could there be such a person who snatched everything from her as soon as she came back.

And brother, she is obviously the important family member, so who is Lin Yanzhen?

(End of this chapter)