Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

Hua Ningyao rubbed her eyes and walked in a daze, stumbling under her feet. Luo Qingyan, who had been paying attention to her, suddenly felt nervous.

In order to test Luo Qingyan, Hua Ningyao decided to throw him a little, but no matter what decision he made, Hua Ningyao decided to leave.

The moment Hua Ningyao was about to fall to the ground, Luo Qingyan caught her so fast that Hua Ningyao didn't even react.

Luo Qingyan was still so polite. He straightened her up and let go of his hand around her waist without any behavior that exceeded the rules.

Hua Ningyao took the opportunity to rub Luo Qingyan's waist and abdomen with her elbow, and her heart sank at the feeling of muscle.

It was enough to make her cover her head and scream on the spot. She finally held it back. She patted her chest, using this action to cover up her fear that made her heart beat faster.

"Phew, I was scared to death. Thank you so much, Dr. Luo."

"It's okay, just be careful."

Luo Qingyan did not doubt that he was there, but smiled gently, and Hua Ningyao continued to walk out. On weekdays, she could catch the rain outside, brush her teeth and wash her face. This was what she had always done.

It has been raining for so long, and there is no acid rain. The water is now much cleaner than the water on the ground.

She quickly put on her raincoat and walked out of the door. She left as fast as she could. Doctor Luo never hurt her.

At most, he deceived her, and at most he was the one she was most afraid of, so she didn't blow up Dr. Luo's territory.

Luo Qingyan smiled, sitting on the chair and staring blankly at his hands, as if the soft touch just now still stayed on his hands.

However, after waiting for a long time, he did not come to Hua Ningyao. Luo Qingyan had an ominous premonition in his heart. He stood up suddenly and rushed to the door.

However, he saw that the door was empty and there was no figure of Hua Ningyao. Luo Qingyan looked dull. He didn't even know what went wrong.

"No, it's impossible."

Luo Qingyan didn't know what happened at all. Why did she leave suddenly? Could it be that she remembered something and went out for a while?

This must be the case. Luo Qingyan swallowed his saliva and returned to the house in a daze. However, he did not see Hua Ningyao until late at night.

"Sir?"

Shuangxi came to him and whistled for a long time, but found no one there, so he hurried in.

But he found Luo Qingyan sitting on the ground, hugging his legs and leaning his head on his legs, looking extremely fragile.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Shuangxi ran over with a nervous look on his face. When Luo Qingyan heard the movement, he slowly raised his head, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

"Why are you here? Get out quickly and don't let Ning Yao find you."

He said that he was going to push Shuangxi out, but halfway, he sat down decadently, showing a sad smile.

"She left, she just left, without even saying goodbye."

He stretched out his hand and touched his waist and abdomen. Yesterday, he felt that Ning Yao touched his abdomen.

She was most afraid of this extremely tense muscle. She must have felt it. She must have thought that she had lied to her, so she ran away angrily.

For someone as powerful as her, she must be angry because he can no longer find her.

He had the opportunity to find her before, because he had the opportunity to understand her, and she believed in him. Now...

"Master!!!"

Luo Qingyan slowly fell down with tears in his eyes. Shuangxi was shocked and quickly helped him to the bed and ran to ask for Dr. Wen.

. . . . . .

Hua Ningyao found a wide place and squatted for two days, finally getting through the rainy season.

After four or five days of cleaning, the city gate was finally opened. Hua Ningyao took an unlucky horse from nowhere and left the city directly.

The dirt road on the road was even very muddy. Along the way, the road was full of people who were surviving after the disaster.

Tragedy spread all over the land, and the people were in dire straits. Hua Ningyao felt this scene for the first time.

She found a place, took out a large pot, added water and rice, set up the firewood she had chopped on the mountain, and slowly started burning it.

She had picked up the big iron pot. After the contents in the pot began to boil and the fragrance of rice spread out, Hua Ningyao put down a bag of rice and left.

She wouldn't show up to distribute rice porridge. She didn't want to be the first to be the first. The rice she left behind could last four or five days if they ate sparingly.

As for whether they would save money on food, it was not something Hua Ningyao needed to consider. She just did what she could.

As for the outcome, it has nothing to do with her. She never wanted a false reputation.

"What is the taste?"

"smell good."

"There's porridge! There's porridge there!"

A group of people who were extremely hungry saw a large iron pot that was boiling in a ruined temple not far away.

"It must be the Bodhisattva who appears. Thank you for saving me."

I don’t know who took the lead, but they all kowtowed to the Bodhisattva to thank him. After a group of people kowtowed, they carefully waited for the porridge to be fully cooked.

Then an older person will serve a spoonful to each person. If there are no bowls and chopsticks, they will use broken tiles, leaves, etc., as long as they can hold things.

Someone is in charge of the situation. Everyone divides the porridge in an orderly manner. When they are full, they start to divide the work and go find all the edible things.

I cleaned up the place where I lived, and settled in the ruined temple for the time being. Although my life was quite difficult, I didn't get the plague at least.

But there are also those who have no one to arrange it, and who are beaten up for a pot of uncooked porridge.

Some people grabbed the rice on the ground and ran away, and some were dragged back again.

These people either didn't grab the rice and starved to death, or they grabbed the rice and ate it without cooking it, starving themselves to death.

Others only want to live with the little rice they have, and have never considered how they will live without rice.

There were all kinds of people, but Hua Ningyao never cared about what would happen if she put down the rice.

All she did was distribute the rice she got from corrupt officials. As for whether they could keep it or not, it really had nothing to do with her.

However, when she saw poor, helpless people who were still kind-hearted and struggling, she would secretly leave a small bag of rice with them.

Later, most of the pots she picked up were put down, so she stopped putting the pots and threw small bags of rice down from high places.

She bought the rice bags from those rice shops for zero yuan, so there was no cost at all.

She also didn't want to get close to those victims anymore. The plague might have already appeared by now, even if she was wearing a homemade mask.

She still didn't want to get close to them. Every day she would find a flat area in the mountains or a deserted place to take out the small containers.

Living in a container every day, she lit another one every day, the medicinal incense she made out of boredom these days.