In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

"But I knew that he was very busy at the time, and asking for such a quota would cause him a lot of trouble, and he probably had to owe favors, so I didn't agree."

After saying that, Cheng Qianhuai turned his head and gently rubbed Song Jinhe's little head: "Another reason is that he could only get one spot despite all his connections. I had already met you at that time, and I didn't want to leave you alone. People go to safe areas.

But it's obvious that my choice was correct. Living with you is much happier than living in a safe zone. "

Song Jinhe shook his head helplessly, Cheng Qianhuai was really both smart and stupid.

His choice to stay with her at that time was actually a gamble. If he failed to be recognized by her, it would be equivalent to missing a very rare opportunity to enter the safe zone.

In the early days of the end of the world, if Cheng Qianhuai had really chosen to enter the safe zone, he would have received far more benefits than if he had stayed with her.

"I never thought about asking him to give you the place to enter the safe zone. In fact, I realized from the beginning that you seemed to know something."

Cheng Qianhuai spoke in a deep voice, his voice slightly hoarse: "I don't want to ask, but I also know that you have made full preparations. Naturally, you have never thought of giving up these things and turning around to live in the bitter and tiring first-generation safe zone."

In fact, if you think about it with your toes, you will know that the rules and regulations of the newly established safety zone are not yet perfect, vicious conflicts often break out, and many people die.

When Jiang Cixu notified him of the news about the safe zone, he said that it was extremely dangerous inside, and if you were not careful, you would become cannon fodder for those high-ranking officials vying for power.

It is a complete disaster for people without family background to enter the primary safety zone, which is equivalent to giving someone a head.

Now that the system has been perfected, although it is still turbulent behind the scenes, it is obviously more suitable for ordinary people to live.

Song Jinhe grabbed his big knuckled hand and played with it, then said casually: "Even if you tell me, I won't go.

After all, I didn't trust you at all at that time, and I would be somewhat skeptical of anything you said. "

Cheng Qianhuai smiled helplessly: "You are really honest."

Song Jinhe was amused by his tone and nestled in his arms very comfortably.

"Actually, it's pretty good to live like this. As long as our windows are not broken, I actually don't plan to move out."

She stuffed a piece of grape jelly into her mouth: "There's nothing good about the safe zone, it's just my second choice.

1802 is my hard work, and as long as it can live in it, I have no intention of leaving. "

Entering the safe zone means having to abide by the rules set by others. She does not want to be restrained by others, so she prefers to wander outside with Cheng Qianhuai.

Being able to have a place like 1802, and not needing to be shackles by others, is like living a happy life like a god.

Cheng Qianhuai naturally agreed with what she said.

"You know me, I fully support whatever you want to do."

Song Jinhe raised his eyes and looked at him: "You are so opinionated and you listen to me in everything. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it natural to listen to my wife?

In this family, one person is responsible for the inside and one person is responsible for the outside, regardless of gender. I prefer to let you live as freely and comfortably as possible, so stay within the Lord.

Whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it. You're the master, there's nothing wrong with it. "

Song Jinhe burst out laughing and pinched his stubbled face.

"Very good, Mr. Cheng. I will definitely bring you delicious food and drink so that you can live a good life."

Cheng Qianhuai's eyes dimmed, and he took his hand back and gently placed it on her waist: "I don't force you to eat or drink, but..."

Song Jinhe arched his waist slightly due to stimulation, and a mist appeared in his eyes.

"It's daytime now."

"It's better during the day, I can see everything about you clearly."

He stood up and picked her up from the sofa. Large hailstones seemed to fall outside the window again, and white flowers splashed on the ground, colliding with each other.

Song Jinhe tightened his fingertips unbearably, and his voice was broken by the impact: "Easy, be gentle."

Cheng Qianhuai wrapped her hands in his big palms and carefully kissed her fingertips.

"Relax baby, you'll get used to it."

Song Jinhe was as soft as a puddle of water, and she could only let him control everything. Only her exclamations and sobs were left in the room, intertwining with the sounds outside the window to form an intoxicating melody.

*

The ice and mist knitted together, and half a month passed quickly.

Song Jinhe lay lazily on the sofa watching TV dramas, while Ling Ding lay obediently beside her legs, sleeping soundly under a small blanket.

"It's starting to hail again, and the crackling is really annoying."

She yawned as she listened to the sounds outside. The bulletproof glass was indeed strong enough, and there were no cracks until now.

A soft knock on the door suddenly sounded, instantly dispelling her sleepiness.

Cheng Qianhuai walked out of the kitchen and stood in front of the cat's eyes to look out. Wen Qiao stood in front of the door holding a weak Jiang Xu, who seemed to be recovering well from his injuries.

Song Jinhe also stood up and walked over, and the two walked out of the safe door to talk to each other.

Wen Qiao smiled at them. Although he looked dirty and embarrassed, he was full of energy.

"We're leaving, and I thought I'd say hello to you all, so I came up to say hello."

Song Jinhe looked at the scattered ice balls outside and frowned hesitantly.

"It's still not safe outside, why don't you wait until the hail stops before leaving?"

“With the current weather, it’s a stop-and-go journey, taking advantage of every opportunity.

Neither of us was in a hurry, we just walked forward slowly, as long as we could reach our destination safely. "

Song Jinhe asked: "Which safe zone are you planning to go to? Is it also Kyoto?"

After all, Kyoto is the closest to Yuncheng. Although it takes a while to walk on two feet alone, the shorter the journey, the less dangerous it will be.

Wen Qiao nodded slightly: "Yes, but we have a car, so we think we should be faster than other survivors."

Song Jinhe raised his eyes slightly and looked at her, a little surprised that Wen Qiao would let her know this news.

After all, most of the vehicles have been destroyed after the end of the world. Although there are some powerful people who can modify or splice some vehicles, they are still in the minority.

Nowadays, cars represent strength, but they also mean that they will be stared at and maliciously competed for.

Wen Qiao and Jiang Xu were no match for the 18th floor. If Song Jinhe thought about it, the car would definitely be snatched away by her once this news came out.

From this point of view, Wen Qiao himself had no intention of guarding against her.

"It's always better to have a car, so I wish you a safe journey and a safe arrival in the Kyoto safe zone."

Song Jinhe turned back to the house, took out a national road map from the space, turned around and handed it to Wen Qiao.

"Although many roads after the apocalypse have been damaged to the point of being impassable, this map can help you two to some extent, so please accept it."

Wen Qiao nodded heavily, took the thick map, and then handed it to Jiang Xu who was standing aside.

"Song Jinhe, can you hug me?"