Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.

Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.
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392 Coexistence


    "Fang Wei, you are my sister, do you want me to see you having an accident due to this burden?" Fang Ming's hands trembled, if Fang Wei did not get out of the cabin in time, he could not forgive himself.


    "My brother, I'm sorry." Fang Wei tightly grasped Fang Ming's hand. They are brothers and sisters. Their parents have left. They are the only relatives in the world who have a blood relationship. They can't lose each other anymore. .


    Qi Yuan patted Fang Ming on the shoulder and whispered, "Sorry." Fang Ming slowed down for a long time, and after his emotions stabilized, he took a deep breath and slapped himself.


    "Sister."


    His slap not only frightened Fang Wei, but everyone as well.


    Fang Ming's eyes were red, he remained silent and did not speak anymore, he was annoyed that the other party was yelling at him, and he was also annoyed that he could not accommodate a child.


    The atmosphere inside the tent was somewhat depressed, everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking, Wan Tao lifted the teapot down, and sparks exploded "Puff" and landed on Wan Tao's wet pants.


    “Everything, drink water, has anyone been hurt?” Ye Fu broke the deadlock and started asking everyone about their situation.


    "Nobody was hurt. Peng Fang and Mo Qingshan collided while running, and they fell down. The owner, has the earthquake stopped?"


    Ye Fu shook his head, "I'm not sure, how many people have come to cook, Li Cheng, you brought two people there to hold the wood, Qi Yuan, you and Brother Song went to fix the tent again." Ye


    Fu came in front of Fang Ming and Fang Wei, calling them into a corner, Xuxu saw Fang Wei He stopped crying and was still grinning.


    "Fang Ming, I understand you very well."


    Fang Ming turned his head to look at Ye Fu, "Right?


    " never know what's going to happen next." What will happen in a moment, the reason for your anger is because you are worried that Fang Wei will be dragged away because of this child, you cannot lose your sister, if I were you, I would also be angry."


    Ye Fu looked at Fang Wei, "Of course, I also understand Fang Wei, everyone's ability to withstand suffering is different, so everyone's moral baseline is different as well, so everyone's moral line is different, he saw a child thrown into the snow Here, if he did not lend a helping hand, the child would freeze to death, and if he did not care, he said, he might be cursed by conscience and even regret it every day of his life." "Fang Ming, actually, you underestimated Fang Wei. Within


    physical fitness thing, he is not inferior to men. He's very strong. I still remember that he caught a boar when he was in the safe zone. " This


    a long process."


    Ye Fu nodded, "Of course, when the apocalypse broke out, Wenwen was only two and a half years old, and I saw him grow little by little, so I know very well your anxiety." "Yes


    Fu, I know you mean, I don't blame Fang Wei, or Qi Yuan, I just hate why God didn't let us go, I also hate Xuxu's mother, if she doesn't die, if she doesn't die, no one needs to raise this child for her, but she's also innocent, and I have no reason to hate her."


    Ye Fu shook his head, "I just want you to open your heart and have a good chat, Fang Wei, you don't need to be burdened, Qi Yuan is also very worried about you. "


    The two nodded, and Ye Fu touched Xuxu's little face, "He was very annoying when crying, but now, he is very cute." ——Tnight


    Difficult


    for everyone. Every few minutes, the ground shook. Slowly, everyone got used to it, and the rain gradually subsided After dinner, everyone sat around the fire, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, A deafening thunder rang out.


    Officer Song brought two buckets of yam, and everyone started roasting the yam to pass the time.


    A strong wind blew fiercely in the tent, and Jiang Rong sat next to Ye Fu, she held a brace and stared at the sweet potato in the fire.


    Rainwater fused into a stream and seeped from the outside, so the gap could only be blocked with boards and stones.


    “I'm very sleepy.” Wenwen yawned, but she did not dare to sleep and tried to open her eyes wide.


    At six in the morning, the rain finally stopped, and the roosters in the henhouse started crowing. Ye Fu came out of the tent. There was a thick fog outside, the sky was still gray, and sometimes a few drops of rain fell.


    The wooden house was not far away, except for the two residences of Ye Fu and Wan Tao, all the other wooden houses collapsed.


    Police officer Song brought people to feed the food and grass, and Ye Fu strolled in front of the wooden house.


    “From last night to five minutes ago, there were a total of 263 earthquakes.” Jiang Rong stood beside him and whispered.


    "So many." Ye Fu patted his face, "I hate earthquakes."


    Jiang Rong nodded, "Me too."


    "I don't know now, and I don't know if there's any point in rebuilding. "Ye Fu Now as long as I look back, I can see the frightened and nervous eyes of those workers.


    Compared to Ye Fu, they were more afraid of being chased and abandoned, so they rushed to work, and even while eating, no one dared to make a sound.


    They were like kittens and puppies that had been abandoned many times, and they were restless whenever something happened.


    There were only two wooden houses left, which was enough to live in if you put them together, but the wooden house Ye Fu and Jiang Rong lived in was very small, indeed, only thirty-five square meters.


    "Not anymore, Uncle Wan and the others would arrange for some people to live in their wooden houses. The male and female are separated, and the floor is laid directly. "The floor in front of the kang is actually not cold, and there is a fireplace The house covering an area of more than 100 square meters can accommodate many people.


    “In our place, let Brother Song, Wenwen, Qi Yuan and Fang Wei move here, and separate the living room.”


    Ye Fu looked at Jiang Rong, “What do you think?”


    The temperature is now too low, and earthquakes occur frequently, It is very difficult to build a house when it rains.


    Jiang Rong did not mind.


    "The kitchen can still accommodate a few people, but the basement cannot accommodate people. It's dangerous, and things have to be moved. "Kitchen


    it's in the back, connected to the water chamber. Both the water room and the kitchen room had collapsed in two, but they were still able to support people.


    Ye Fuzheng was making plans, his legs trembled for a while, if Jiang Rong did not hug him suddenly, he would definitely fall to the ground.


    With the sound of "creaks", the wooden house pole next to it collapsed.


    "Two hundred and sixty-four times," said Jiang Rong slowly.


    Ye Fu was still a little scared at first, but when he heard this, he could not help but laugh.


    “We are Xiaoqiang who cannot be defeated.”


    Back to the tent, Ye Fu told everyone about the arrangement, “Later, everyone will know all the items in the wooden house, especially the clothes and blankets.” The house in the projection room is very sloping


    strong, but not yet completely collapsed, and the items inside need to be saved.


    “The warehouse in the warehouse has also collapsed.”


    Ye Fu nodded, “There is nothing wrong with that, this is a truck, so it will not be destroyed. First save the goods in the log house.”