Apocalypse Supermarket System

Chapter 87

Zhu Jun was thinking wildly in the room. He remembered a lot of things, many things that he didn't have, about who he was and where he came from, and he couldn't remember at all.

A day passed, and he stood idly by the window, watching the busy pedestrians passing by, they were all running around for their lives.

If he is really the male owner of this family, then he can't let his wife go out to work to make money. Although he has no memory, his personality has not changed. He doesn't want to be a bad boy who relies on women for food.

Soon, he saw Zhu Xiaoman who came back holding his daughter's hand, and he smiled knowingly, maybe his identity was unknown, but he really liked the feeling of home.

I ate very well at night, mapo tofu and white rice, and I could see that in order to take care of myself, I made a lot of rice.

"There are a lot of rice cooked, you have to be responsible for destroying it."

"Yes!" Zhu Jun nodded with a smile.

Zhu Xiaoman, who had just had two bites of food, seemed to think of something, got up, and took a pocket, which contained a set of men's casual clothes.

"I bought it for you today and put it on for you."

"Oh, why don't we have men's clothes in our house?"

Zhu Tingting looked at his mother with two small eyes, and his mother smiled softly as if speechless.

"Well, you ran away from home before, and I brought you back when I met you naked on the street! Yes! That's it!" Zhu Xiaoman said with an emphasis.

"I ran away from home? Why?" Zhu Jun asked puzzled.

"I don't know! Didn't you come back anyway? Eat!" Zhu Xiaoman said as if he didn't want to explain.

"Oh." Zhu Jun didn't ask too much, took the pocket and put it aside, picked up his job and said, "Well, I don't seem to be in any serious health problems, or I can go out to work and earn some money."

Zhu Xiaoman said: "Don't worry, you can raise it at home for two days first."

Zhu Jun waved his hand and said, "No, my appetite is not small, I can't eat plain rice at home, I want you to go out and make money, I'm a man."

This sentence, I am a man, broke Zhu Xiaoman's psychological defense, and she suddenly had a feeling of finding support.

But thinking of the work she had done, her tears fell down without disappointment.

Zhu Jun was very surprised. He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corner of Zhu Xiaoman's eyes, and stretched out his other immature hand, but he couldn't reach it, and he was a little anxious.

"Mom doesn't cry, Tingting is obedient."

When Zhu Xiaoman heard Tingting's voice, she choked up twice immediately, wiped away her tears, and said, "Well, mom doesn't cry, it's fine."

Seeing that there was paper beside him, Zhu Jun handed it over and said, "Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing, I can't help it when I think of the work pressure." Zhu Xiaoman was afraid that Zhu Jun would ask her about her job, so she quickly said, "If you want to work right away, you can only work in Ligong."

"Ligong?" Zhu Jun knew Ligong's work, and he asked, "Can you afford such a dinner?"

"Eh~" Zhu Xiaoman wanted to say that it's okay for Li Gong to support himself, but it's impossible to support others, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth, and said tactfully: "As long as you work hard enough, there is no problem." of."

"It seems that your job pays a lot. It's really not easy for you. Well, I can also do manual labor. I seem to be strong." Zhu Jun said, gesturing his muscles.

"Well, then I'll ask Lao Zhang downstairs to take you to the construction site tomorrow. If you can't do it, come back, it's okay." Zhu Xiaoman said carefully.

"What? Are you going to find me a reason for failure before I go? Don't worry, I will do a good job." Zhu Jun said confidently, patting his chest.

"En." Zhu Xiaoman smiled sweetly.

"Father is the best!" Tingting waved the chopsticks in her hand. Of course, her mother stopped her immediately, sticking out her cute little tongue and making faces.

There was nothing to say that night, Zhu Jun still lived in the same room with Tingting. His words said that after all, he had just lost his memory and couldn't remember anything. Sleeping separately is a respect for Zhu Xiaoman.

Zhu Xiaoman, who was the breadwinner of a prostitute, was moved again. In order not to lose her composure, she quickly left the room, returned to her own room, and covered her whole body in the quilt.

The next day, the family who had breakfast went out. Zhu Xiaoman pinned a large water bottle to Zhu Jun's waist and said, "Some construction sites don't have water sources, so bring some with you."

"kindness."

When the people went down to the second floor, a bald man in his 40s, less than 1.7 meters tall and slightly fat was waiting there. Zhu Xiaoman changed his gentleness towards Zhu Jun, and said vehemently in the past: " Lao Zhang, this is my man, now he is looking for something to do, and I will go to the construction site to make a living with you, no problem."

"Tsk tsk, are you a man? It's green enough, bah, strong enough, no problem, with this body, it's easy to do manual labor." Lao Zhang said, patting Zhu Jun on the shoulder twice.

After chatting for a few more words, under Zhu Xiaoman's intimidation, Zhang Changsheng nodded repeatedly, and finally led Zhu Jun to part ways with Zhu Xiaoman's mother and daughter.

Having received Zhu Xiaoman's instructions earlier, he would not gossip, but only instructed:

"The workers on the construction site have long been no longer classified as mechanical workers or bricklayers. They are all mud-legged. Only those who drive machinery are called mechanics. There are two types of workers. It is for mixing cement, digging soil, building walls and so on. This kind of worker pays 25 yuan a day for a lunch. Let it fluctuate from ten to forty yuan, depending on how much strength you have."

After hearing this, Zhu Jun hesitated for a moment. He had heard about prices. This kind of paper and pen called Xinhua currency was jointly issued by the Central Bank and the Central Grain Storage Depot. The city circulates this currency.

About five yuan a catty of rice, not much money.

Zhu Jun felt that his strength was not small, so let's do it on a piece-by-piece basis.

"Brother Zhang, I'll work on a piece basis. I'm strong, so I'll earn more."

Lao Zhang glanced at Zhu Jun meaningfully, and said appreciatively, "Good job, earn more, and don't let your bitch go out to work in the future."

"Yes, Brother Zhang, I think so too."

"The young man has a bright future. Here, where is it? The construction site is here."

What caught the eye was a large site. A building occupies a large area. I’m afraid it’s not tens of thousands of square meters. The open space is even bigger, 10,000+. There are no less than a thousand workers in full swing.

"This is the former enemy command post that the government wants to build. I heard that it was built to prepare for the counterattack against the zombies in the Northeast. There are 4000 to [-] workers who go in and out of here every day. These days, as long as people are capable, they don't need machines. Those big guys are too laborious." The oil is running out, and the Northeast can’t get it back, and the defense circle of the capital is always in a state of lack of oil. But it’s not bad, at least for a few months, I won’t have to worry about food and drink.” Lao Zhang said as he took it away.

Looking at Zhu Jun's head looking around, he patted Zhu Jun's shoulder which was taller than others and said:

"Let's go, don't look around, we are late today, we need to make some friends, otherwise my work points will be deducted."

After all, the two headed straight in the same direction in this dusty place.

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