Anti-Quick Transmigration System: Black-bellied male god, please take the move!

Chapter 589 Strange Records of the End Times 35
The city in the safe zone is divided into three areas.

One is the "rich area" she just left, the other is the middle-class civilian area, and the third is the refugee slum where people eat and sleep in the open.

Naturally, she didn't want to go and couldn't go to the rich area. Although it was easy to hide her identity in the refugee camp, it was hard to guarantee that the person would not follow her trail to find her a connection... There are too many people, and it will be troublesome in the end.

After thinking about it, she wrapped her clothes tightly and walked towards the civilian area.

It's just that today's civilian areas are already overcrowded. She walked carefully on the streets, observing people who occasionally went out to open the door to dump garbage and immediately closed the door, but inadvertently collided with a woman's gaze.

The woman put down the garbage bag in her hand, looked at her standing in the corner, and after a while, waved to her gently.

Lin Moyu looked around strangely, she was the only one.

Then she walked slowly to the woman, and looked at the woman with some puzzlement.

The woman in front of her was around 50 to [-] years old, her face was a little sad and pale, when she saw Lin Moyu walking beside her, she pulled the corners of her mouth into a forced smile and said, "Nowhere to go?"

Lin Moyu nodded.

The woman smiled: "Then come home with me."

Lin Moyu looked at the woman in front of her. Although her smile was extremely gentle, it couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes. When she looked at herself, it was as if she was looking at another person through herself. .

Lin Moyu suddenly became curious, so he followed the woman upstairs and came to one of the resettlement rooms.

The room was small and poorly furnished, with only some necessities for life, some distributed food and a simple bathroom, nothing else.

The woman squatted down next to the electric pot in the corner, sighed slightly and asked, "Have you eaten yet? I... I'll make some porridge for you. It's cold outside now, so warm your stomach."

Lin Moyu came to the place that was too crude to be called a bed and sat down, watching the woman busy pouring the little rice into the pot almost one by one, as if she was afraid that it would not be enough , Every time I want to put it away, I will add a few more grains to the pot.

Lin Moyu watched the process quietly, and the room gradually smelled of rice porridge. The woman sat down on the spot and looked at the electric cooker beside her with a gentle expression.

When the porridge was cooked, the woman picked up the two bowls by the side of the pot, one bowl was filled with soup, and the other bowl carefully fished out all the rice in the pot.

She came to sit beside her with the steaming bowl, smiled and handed the bowl of porridge to her.

Lin Moyu wanted to take it, but the bowl was very hot. She just touched it and subconsciously withdrew her hand.

"Look, I forgot, this porridge is still hot..." The woman hurriedly put her bowl aside, carefully blew on the bowl of porridge, and said, "I know you don't like drinking it all the time. Congee, but now we can only drink this. After everything is over, Mom will take you to eat delicious food, whatever you want... we can eat whatever, ah."

Lin Moyu pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Try it, is it still hot?" The woman carefully handed the porridge to her eyes again, with tears in her sad eyes that she didn't want to shed.Her eyes were scarlet, and she didn't know whether it was because she was holding back tears, or because she hadn't slept for a long time and was covered with bloodshot eyes.

Lin Moyu took the bowl, but didn't drink it for a long time.

She just remained silent, silently looking at the woman in front of her.

After the woman handed her the porridge, she stood up, looked left and right as if she was looking for something, finally her eyes lit up, she walked quickly to the bedside, picked up a dirty and wrinkled padded jacket, and handed it to her with eyes full of expectation. In front of her eyes: "The weather is getting cold now, how can you wear so little clothes, put on your clothes quickly."

But her smile suddenly froze at the corner of her lips, and she didn't move a bit.

(End of this chapter)