Before the rebirth of the apocalyptic disaster, I stocked up like crazy

Seeing the shriveled potatoes in his hands that were only as big as his palm, Su Bowen let out a series of angry curses.

"With just this little thing, are you going to starve me to death?"

Su Bowen yelled at Feng Juan, who was swallowing saliva and staring at the potatoes.

It's just that the long-term hunger makes the voice feel weak.

If Su Qi were here, she might not be able to recognize the woman in front of her.

Although Feng Juan looked a bit sarcastic before the end of the world, she didn't look old because she ate well, and the skin on her face was held up by fat.

As for Feng Juan in front of her, her face was filled with an unhealthy flush due to long-term hunger and cold.

His sallow skin combined with the extreme weight loss caused by long-term hunger, and the grooves on his face. After going out, not everyone would believe me if I said I was six or seventy years old.

Feng Juan stared at the shriveled potatoes in her son's hand, and her throat rolled a few times unconsciously.

Feng Juan subconsciously forced out a smile and whispered to her son.

"Your father is sick now, and your mother is not very strong. She can only do the most basic work, and the food she gets every day is only so much."

Su Bowen glanced at Su Qiang who was lying on the bed, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes. The old man was sick at this time, and he didn't know why he stuttered when he went out to work.

Su Bowen divided the potato in his hand into two parts, and then divided one part into two halves. He handed one half to Feng Juan next to him, and crushed the other half with his hands. He fed the snow water to Su who was lying on the bed. Strong in the mouth.

After feeding Su Qiang, Su Bowen quickly licked the mashed potatoes stuck to his fingers carefully.

Feng Juan watched her son's actions from the side, with a hint of envy in her eyes unconsciously.

Su Bowen noticed his mother's gaze and glanced over. Feng Juan immediately lowered her head and carefully nibbled a quarter of the potatoes in her hand, without feeling anything wrong at all.

Although Feng Juan was mean, she was brainless. All she could think of was to listen to her husband. But now, her husband was sick and groggy before the extreme cold came.

The sudden arrival of extreme cold made Su Qiang even more sick and bedridden.

Her husband collapsed, and Feng Juan looked at Su Bowen, the remaining "backbone" of the family, like a headless fly.

Su Bowen is not young, but he has long been used to it.

Su Qiang, Feng Juan and his wife only have one child, and they dote on them a little too much.

Su Bowen had no idea of ​​going out to work to earn some food.

Although Feng Juan felt that the food she earned was getting less and less, she had no intention of letting her son go out to work.

All I can say is that the whole family is weird.

The house that Feng Juan's family lives in now is exactly the house they bought from Su Qi before the end of the world.

Before Su Qi moved out, she took away almost all the things that could be taken away from the house.

But most of the savings of Feng Juan's family were given to Su Qi to buy this house, and the remaining savings could only be used for simple decoration.

They had never thought of moving the furniture in the old house that was barely habitable.

After all, in their opinion, this Jinrong community is a high-end community. They live in a high-end community, so they naturally look down on the old furniture. Only new furniture can match them now.

So when the simple decoration was just enough for people to live in, the family of three couldn't wait to move in.

It seems that by living in this community, they are superior to others.

First they bought a house, then they renovated it, which almost drained the money from Su Qiang and Feng Juan.

When it started to snow, Su Qiang's sensitive nerves seemed to sense that something was wrong. He took the remaining money at home and went out to buy some food, really just a little, because the family really had no money.

But just this time when he went out, Su Qiang fell ill and became dizzy. The purchasing power of the family was completely handed over to Feng Juan.

It was a good time. Because of the snow, Feng Juan didn't buy much. While cursing that the current prices have risen too fast, she felt sorry for money, and at the same time she jealously cursed those who had money to buy food. They were just being taken advantage of.

However, due to Su Qiang's previous instructions, Feng Juan still endured the pain and bought some of the cheapest grains, enough for the three of them to eat for more than ten days.

It is these grains that have allowed this family to survive for so long.

As for now, the food bags at home are much cleaner than our faces.

Everyone in the building also realized that the weather was abnormal. Ever since the first floor was buried in snow, the building began to become chaotic.

At first, he secretly stole food from other people's homes.

The sounds of hungry children crying, and the voices of family members scolding people whose food was stolen, linger in this building almost every day.

1601, which is the house where Su Qiang and his family now live, belongs to a high-rise building, so naturally some people are keeping an eye on it.

But even if a thief enters the door, he must sigh that this family is really poor.

Although it was originally a bit crude, the clean and tidy new furniture had long since been dismantled to pieces, even the wooden floors laid on the ground had not been spared.

In order to increase the temperature in the house, the one used for burning was removed.However, most of these furniture are made of chemical synthesis, which is not only difficult to burn, but also produces strong black smoke and pungent smell when burned.

The white walls had long been smoked black and looked dirty.

Even if he is a thief, he has to sigh that this family is completely bare.

After a careful search, he found that the family was really out of food. The thief stared at the three Su Bowen huddled together and cursed several times with unkind eyes.

Let's go. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I've spent so much effort and ended up not getting any benefits. How can I bear this?

Before leaving, he beat the family of three again and then left.

The next day, when she heard the noise from her neighbors outside, Feng Juan dared to open the door and faced the corridor. She was crying because she was out of breath and scolded those who grabbed things for their lack of conscience.

But no one paid attention to her. It was good to be able to protect herself. Who has the mind to care about other people's affairs?

Feng Juan howled for a long time, but no one answered her. She was so frustrated that she didn't dare to shout anymore, for fear that the group from last night would come and beat them up again.

After all, the group of people were covering their faces last night and couldn't see clearly what they looked like. What if they came back to take revenge?

This was the only way to let things go, and Su Qiang himself was not well. He had been beaten and was even sicker.

For being able to survive until now, Su Qi had to praise her tenacious vitality.

However, the chaotic days did not last too long, and the small groups in the building started fighting among themselves. In the end, the last small group that won the victory called itself the building leader and began to "manage" the building.