My courtyard shelter

"Wow wow wow..." Little Zhang Tao cried again. Read М

"Zhang Fan, you are so cruel!" Gao Yuemei cried out of breath.

This was not the time to grieve. Zhang Ming closed his nephew's eyes, then took off his backpack and put it on his back.

"Sister-in-law, we should leave. It's not safe here."

Gao Yuemei held her son's left hand and refused to let go. She was ashamed: "Zhang Ming, take the child away. I want to stay with Zhang Fan."

"Sister-in-law, Zhang Tao has lost his parents. You don't want him to lose his only grandmother, right?" Zhang Ming advised.

"It's gone. He will live the same life with you."

Zhang Ming reminded: "Sister-in-law, now only you can take little Zhang Tao back to China. You forgot that I am a citizen of the United States. Now I can't even apply for a visa."

Although Gao Yuemei's family applied for investment immigration, it will take August or September to officially become a citizen. At this time, she and little Zhang Tao are still citizens of Daxia.

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"Can we still go back?" Gao Yuemei murmured to herself.

"Of course we can. When the riots are over, I will personally send you to the consulate here."

The belief of returning to China finally supported Gao Yuemei to stand up. Her brother-in-law was right. Their family had nothing left. If the eldest grandson stayed in the United States, he would not even have a chance to survive.

After taking a last look at her son, Gao Yuemei set off again with her eldest grandson in her arms.

This walk took more than an hour.

Until they met a small group in the same community, Zhang Ming went forward to negotiate, and the small group quickly accepted them.

Next, the small group spent two days walking a small road before finally reaching the Pelican Hill community.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the community, the group was stopped. After checking their identity documents, they were asked to hand in all their weapons. Fortunately, no private property was confiscated.

Maybe the people who live here are all rich, and they don't care about this little money.

After entering the community, men and women live separately. Gao Yuemei and her grandson were assigned to an old couple's home. The male owner is called Carl and the female owner is called Nancy. The couple has a daughter, but they live on the east coast.

Perhaps for the sake of Xiao Zhangtao, Nancy arranged a separate small bedroom for the grandparents and grandchildren, and Gao Yuemei's main job is to help the patrol personnel on the front line with laundry and cooking.

...

In a blink of an eye, more than a week passed, and it was the end of June.

The United States finally sent rescuers, but it was a pity that they came too late. At this time, the entire West Coast was reduced to ruins, and the loss of personnel was countless.

After this battle, the comprehensive national strength of the United States was almost halved. The survivors chose to flee the local area, some moved to the East Coast, and some simply went abroad.

But all this has nothing to do with Gao Yuemei.

At this time, she was helping in the kitchen with Xiao Zhangtao on her back. After this period of buffering, she gradually recovered from the grief of losing her relatives.

"Gao, someone is looking for," Nancy ran over and said.

Gao Yuemei was confused. She had been in the United States for so long, but she still couldn't understand a word of English.

Seeing this, Nancy pulled her to the gate.

It turned out that Zhang Ming came to see her.

"Three grams of oil!" Gao Yuemei hurriedly thanked him.

Nancy waved and left.

Zhang Ming was excited: "Sister-in-law, I just heard that the consulate is open. Let's get ready and go there tomorrow."

"Zhang Ming, I think life here is pretty good. I don't want to go back to China." Gao Yuemei shook her head. After all this, she felt that she had no face to go back.

"Sister-in-law, I'll tell you the truth. This place will be abandoned soon. Nancy's family, where you are living now, will move out next week. Even if you want to stay, you can't survive." Zhang Ming advised.

"Why are Nancy and the others moving away?"

"They, including us, are all scared. Who dares to stay now? Besides, all the factories on the West Coast are destroyed. There is no food or drink. How can everyone survive?"

"Can't it be rebuilt after being destroyed?" Gao Yuemei was puzzled.

Zhang Ming shook his head: "All the rich people have left. Where is the money for reconstruction? Moreover, even if it is rebuilt, who knows if there will be another riot? In short, it will take decades for this place to recover."

"Then let's go to the East Coast too!" Gao Yuemei thought for a while and said.

"The East Coast is now full of anti-immigration trends. Not to mention you and Xiao Zhangtao, even I, a genuine beautiful Chinese, dare not go there." Zhang Ming said disheartened.

"We return to China, so what will you do in the future?" Gao Yuemei asked.

"I can't stay here on the West Coast anymore. The public security will only get worse and worse. I plan to try my luck abroad. I can't let a living person die from urination."

In fact, the reason why Zhang Ming wanted to go abroad was to make more money and then subsidize his eldest sister-in-law and nephew. After all, he was the one who harmed his eldest brother's family.

Fortunately, little Zhang Tao is fine, otherwise he would have killed himself.

Gao Yuemei was finally persuaded. No matter how big the face is, it is not as important as the eldest grandson.

In the afternoon, the uncle and sister-in-law returned to the Blue Harbor community with others. There were cans buried in their yard. This is the foundation of their future.

It's a pity that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The burial marks in the yard were too obvious. The cans had been dug up long ago. Not a single can was left. There was only a deep pit, which seemed to be mocking the two.

Gao Yuemei smiled bitterly and said, "Now we can't not go back."

There is no rationing system in the United States. Food is basically in the hands of giants.

Instead, there are charitable organizations such as food banks. Unfortunately, as the drought continues to worsen, the amount of food available is getting less and less, which is also one of the main reasons for the sharp deterioration of public security.

It is difficult for people like Gao Yuemei who have no skills to survive here, not to mention with a child.

Zhang Ming fell to the ground all of a sudden. The house was burned down, and the cans were gone. He was now truly penniless.

Maybe someone would say, is there no savings in the bank?

Really not. Zhang Ming had withdrawn all his savings long ago for fear of the bank's collapse, and most of them were used to stockpile food.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of dollars were also lost on the last escape. In the end, only one and a half barrels of milk powder and a dozen cans were left.

Fortunately, the passport and other documents were put into the backpack together with the milk powder, so they were not lost. It was a blessing in disguise.

"Sister-in-law, let's go!" Zhang Ming stood up and patted the dust on his body.

"I don't know how your brother's body was handled, otherwise it would be good to take the ashes back." Gao Yuemei sighed.

The people of Daxia pay attention to returning to their roots, which is also the most regrettable thing for Gao Yuemei.

Zhang Ming knew that the bodies must have been handled in a centralized manner, otherwise the stench would have spread ten miles along the way.

It's almost July now, and the daytime temperature is as high as more than 40 degrees. It's scary to think about it.

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