Apocalyptic natural disasters, I rely on Tunjin Supermarket to win

Two skinny survivors walked towards Jiang Fei with happy smiles on their faces.

He was an old customer of Ping An shopping mall.

"I just thought he was seeing things, but I didn't expect it was really you, Boss Jiang."

"I don't know if you still remember me. When I was in Kyoto, I often went to the Heian shopping mall to buy instant noodles."

"Boss Jiang, when did you come to the Huaxia base?"

"This afternoon." Jiang Fei asked:

"Do you know where Ping An Grocery Store is?"

They both nodded.

One of the short men said:

"The grocery store is in the back street. I'll take you there."

"You just got here and you're not familiar with the road yet."

Jiang Fei and his four companions followed the short man to the back street he mentioned.

There are not many shops open here, only two or three here and there.

There was a wooden board standing in front of one of the shops.

It says "Ping An Grocery Store" on it.

The door was not closed, so Jiang Fei walked in.

Lu Yu and others followed closely behind.

The two survivors took them to the place and left.

The shop is not big, about 20 square meters, with two rusty shelves and a wooden counter.

On the shelves were plastic bags of old rice, bulk noodles, compressed biscuits, expired ham, wrenches, screws, candles...

The store was empty, but I could vaguely hear conversations in the lounge at the back.

"Eat more... You're not feeling well..."

"No... leave it to the child..."

Jiang Fei followed the source of the sound and walked to the lounge.

Gently push open the wooden door.

Jiang Zhengkang, Cao Xiuhong, Jiang Xiaoshi, and Yao Jin squatted at a low table to eat.

There is a pot of plain noodles on the table.

The four people's rough and dark skin was covered with scars of varying depths.

Some are frostbite scars, and some are burns left by acid rain.

The flesh that Jiang Fei once had is now gone, and everyone is as thin as skin and bones.

Jiang Fei felt a little sad.

"Uncle, we are back."

When they saw Jiang Fei suddenly appear at the door, the four of them were all stunned.

Jiang Zhengkang forgot to suck the noodles in his mouth and they slipped back into the bowl.

"Feifei?"

"it's me"

boom--!

Jiang Zhengkang stood up too quickly and hit his knee on the low table.

He seemed not to feel the pain. He limped to Jiang Fei and looked at her carefully.

To make sure it wasn’t a dream, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes roughly.

"Now that I die, I will have the face to see your mother..."

"What nonsense are you talking about." Cao Xiuhong came over and slapped Jiang Zhengkang on the arm, then helped him sit down:

"Your feet are not in good condition, stand less."

Jiang Fei then noticed that Jiang Zhengkang's feet were abnormally swollen as if they were deformed.

The skin on both feet was pitch black, as if necrotic.

"Uncle, your feet..."

"When the second extreme cold came, I froze and hurt my bones."

Jiang Zhengkang said in a relaxed tone: "I have seen the doctors at the base. They said I was lucky to have saved my foot and not have it amputated. They told me to walk less and stand more."

"Don't talk about me, talk about you."

Lu Yu and three others also walked into the lounge.

Su Liuyuan, Ling Zhaorui, and Xiao Chuxia talked about their experiences over the past six months.

Jiang Fei and Lu Yu added a comment from time to time.

I also knew what had happened to Jiang Zhengkang and three others over the past six months.

Last year, a tsunami suddenly hit and four people were separated by the sea.

Jiang Zhengkang picked up Cao Xiuhong, and the two survived by relying on supplies floating on the sea.

After drifting for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhengkang and Cao Xiuhong arrived at a small island.

There were supplies left on the island after the sea water receded, barely enough for two people to live on, but who knew that extreme cold would come.

Jiang Zhengkang gave all his warm clothing to Cao Xiuhong, and he himself suffered frostbite in many places.

That's when my feet got frozen.

Fortunately, the two met the military who were transporting supplies to the logistics warehouse. They followed the team back to the Huaxia base and reunited with Yao Jin and Jiang Xiaoshi.

The Yucai Institute had a lifeboat prepared by Cheng Pingwei in advance, so Jiang Xiaoshi and several classmates and teachers survived the tsunami.

While drifting, they rescued three or four survivors, including Yao Jin.

They encountered the military forces before Jiang Zhengkang and Cao Xiuhong and went to the Huaxia base.

Thanks to Xu Qianyao, the four people were given priority to live in resettlement housing and received free treatment.

They also met Wang Cuzi by chance at the base.

Wang Quezi knew that they couldn't find jobs, so he helped them open this grocery store.

If you have a shop to do business, at least you won’t starve to death.

Two-thirds of the supplies in the store were delivered by Wang Quezi.

As for Cheng Pingwei, Xiao's mother, Xiao's father, Gu Yunshan, and Jiang Zhengkang, the four had never seen them.

Ling Zhaorui asked in confusion: "What about Niu Er?"

Yao Jin clenched his hands unconsciously: "He committed suicide."

"We found a piece of wood on the sea, but the combined weight of two people was too heavy, and the board could only accommodate one person."

"In the beginning, Niu Er and I took turns to go on the plank, and the other one stayed in the sea water."

"But after soaking in water for a long time, our skin became wrinkled, vesicles appeared, and we were even on the verge of death due to hypothermia."

"Niu Er didn't want me to suffer any more, so he secretly broke off a wooden thorn and pierced his own throat."

"It was also at noon that day that I encountered Xiaoshi and his crew's lifeboat."

"Just a moment later, Niu Er wouldn't have to die."

At the end of his speech, Yao Jin's voice became choked.

Niu Er is the personal bodyguard his father hired for him.

He is a simple person but has good ability.

I have been with him since he graduated from junior high school.

Until last year, he died protecting him.

Niu Er did it and always protected him well.

Jiang Fei and the other four felt unhappy.

Just as he was about to speak to comfort her, Yao Jin forced a smile and said,

"You don't have to comfort me, I'm fine."

"My life was bought by my father and Niu Er, so I must live well."

"Wang Quezi opened a hardware and building materials store on the street. Do you want to go and see him, poor poor fellow?"

Jiang Fei was stunned when he suddenly heard the name "poor guy".

After I realized what was happening, I felt a little helpless.

"Is this poor thing going to get over?"

Yao Jin snorted, "I will never forget the gold you stole from me."

Jiang Fei: "..."

She doubted that Yao Jin would remember this even after he became a ghost.

Lu Yu and the others stayed to chat with Jiang Zhengkang and the other three, while Jiang Fei went to the hardware and building materials store on the street alone.

It’s twice the size of a grocery store.

They said they sold hardware and building materials, but in reality there were just some scrap metal piled up inside.

Wang Quezi sat on a chair with white peeling paint, coughing softly, with folded gold ingots in his hands.

He was thin to begin with, and now he was so thin that his bones were clearly visible.

There are wrinkles all over his face. He is only in his thirties, but he looks like an old man.

When he noticed someone pushing the door open, he said lazily without raising his head or opening his eyes:

"Go find something you want to change."

Jiang Fei teased him: "Change your little brother."

This sound...

Wang Cuzi suddenly raised his head.

"Fuck! Boss!"