The end of the world: tender beef five groups love three-year-old fat girl

Around 8 o'clock the next morning, the community radio sounded.

"Please ask the owners of Fengnan Community to bring their IDs to the gate of the community to collect the supplies."

"Please ask the owners of Fengnan Community to bring their IDs to the gate of the community to collect the supplies."

"..."

The radio has been making the rounds.

After Qi Xuyao ​​had tidied himself, he pulled his daughter out of the bed, put on a constant temperature suit and a down jacket for her as quickly as possible, and also covered her with a snow-white cloak.

Having not been out for half a month, the family decided to go together to get supplies.

Even though they were wearing constant temperature suits to block out most of the heat, they still couldn't help but shiver.

Zhang Zhilin, on the other hand, didn't seem to have changed his expression at all.

I took the elevator to the first floor, and as soon as I got out I was shocked by the view in front of me.

From the upper floors, they saw nothing but a vast expanse of white below and felt nothing.

But now, apart from a path in the middle, the snow piled up on the green belt of the community has reached the second floor.

Nature has built one snow wall after another for the city.

The snowflakes still fell from the sky like goose feathers.

"Hu..." Xie Tianjiao exhaled a breath of white air.

"We feel cold even when wearing constant temperature suits. If the temperature drops to minus 50 degrees Celsius, it will be very difficult for ordinary people to survive." His voice became deeper and colder.

The biting cold wind whistled past, and when they arrived at the gate of the community, there was already a long line.

In front of these teams, several large military trucks were parked steadily, and the soldiers holding black iron lumps in their hands stood straight like pine and cypress trees.

The community’s property staff cooperated with them to distribute supplies to the people.

All the supplies are the same, there is no choice.

每一份物资都是8斤大米、2颗大白菜、2斤土豆、2斤萝卜、5枚鸡蛋、还有半斤猪肉。

It is just enough to ensure that one person will not starve to death for half a month, but don't expect to eat too much. After all, this disaster is nationwide and depends entirely on government support.

Some people also complained that these things were not enough to fill them up, but when they were pointed at by the black iron lumps in the hands of these soldiers, they didn't even dare to fart.

I can only receive the supplies with dissatisfaction.

Each household is charged based on the number of people, and both adults and children are charged the same.

Soon it was the turn of the Diwu Nian family.

There were five grown men with a child, and even the soldiers holding iron lumps couldn't help but take a few more glances.

But nothing was said. Each person was given one according to their ID card, and the big baby Diwu Nian got one too.

Just as the dads were about to take their children back, a boy who looked seven or eight years old rushed towards them and a snowball hit the baby in the face.

After hitting the target, he laughed arrogantly: "Haha, I hit the fat guy, I hit the fat guy."

The fifth thought was confused, and the dads were also confused.

They were holding supplies and had no time to drop them to stop them.

They never thought that the little boy would throw snowballs at their own daughter.

Diwu Nian blinked in grievance, and heard the little boy calling her fat. She felt cold and painful on her face and burst into tears.

Zhang Zhilin dropped the supplies, stepped forward, grabbed the little boy by the collar, and lifted him up in the air.

Without saying a word, Wang Hao rolled a big snowball on the ground and handed it directly to his daughter.

"Good girl, stop crying. Come on, let's smash it back."

The baby took the snowball with a chuckle. Qi Xuyao ​​took two steps forward and, relying on his height, threw the big snowball directly at the little boy's head.

Now the boy also started crying, and yelled loudly in a tantrum.

"Dad, someone hit me, someone hit me!"

"Who dares to hit my son!" A middle-aged man rushed out aggressively.

When the little boy saw that his backer had arrived, he pointed at Diwu Nian and said arrogantly, "Dad, beat her to death, beat her to death now!"

Zhang Zhilin's brows turned cold, and he threw him directly onto a snow pile two stories high, scaring the little boy so much that he screamed.

"You! You really are going too far!" The middle-aged man was so angry that his hands were shaking.

Wang Hao sneered: "If you keep on nagging me, we will throw you up there with your son!"

"Just wait for me!" The man said something harsh and ran straight to the military truck.

He said something to the soldiers and pointed at them from time to time.

I never thought that these soldiers saw everything clearly.

It was clearly their own child who was naughty and had to bully other people's little girls. They deserved to be punished. Anyway, there were no casualties, so they didn't bother to care.

The man refused to give up and pointed at them and yelled, "You lousy soldiers, do you know what it means to serve the people?"

The squad leader gave him a cold look and said, "We are currently on a mission, and our superiors have ordered that anyone who attempts to interfere with the distribution of supplies may be shot on the spot!"

The man's face turned pale.

The property owners who were still queuing to receive supplies also pointed at him and started cursing.

He could only come back unwillingly.

Xie Tianjiao crossed his arms and looked at him with a half-smile: "If you have any tricks, just use them. All five of us brothers will take them."

The five people looked at him coldly, their aura no longer concealed.

The strong feeling of oppression made him unable to utter a word.

Several of them are old monsters who have lived for thousands of years and have taken countless lives.

There is no such idea that the old cannot bully the young. Anyone who dares to bully my daughter must die!

"You...just wait and see!" The man said angrily and went to find a way to save his son.

"嘁~"

The dads snorted disdainfully, turned around and coaxed their daughters away.

On the way back, the fathers felt heartbroken when they saw their daughters’ red noses and faces.

"Don't let me see him again, otherwise I'll hang him up and stick him upside down in the snow pile!" Wang Hao cursed as he walked.

Qi Xuyao ​​raised his eyebrows: "This is a good idea."

The baby was still unhappy until he got home.

No matter how the dads try to coax the baby, it doesn’t work.

Xie Tianjiao squatted down gently and said, "Be good, Nian Nian. Don't be angry, okay? The dads will definitely help you vent your anger later."

The fifth thought was unhappy, but of course it wasn’t because he hadn’t vented enough.

"Dad, didn't you say Nian Nian is cute? But why do some people hate Nian Nian just because she is fat?" the baby asked aggrievedly.

Xie Tianjiao hugged him lovingly and said, "My dear, you are of course the cutest baby in the world. There are only a few like that little brat. You don't know that when the fathers carried you down just now, many people looked at us with envy."

"Yes, yes!" Wu Ce nodded quickly: "They all envy our family for having such a lovely baby girl."

"Really?" The baby asked innocently with crystal tears hanging on his lower eyelashes.

"Of course!" the five dads said in unison without hesitation.