Quickly wear the salted fish and don’t lie flat

Arriving at the shantytown, Sangye parked the car on the side of the road.

"Find me a trustworthy person to look after my car. The reward is a pack of instant noodles."

Sangye looked at the mixed crowd in the shanty town, and then at his beloved pickup truck, and felt that it was necessary to find someone to keep an eye on it.

Sein Feiwen's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Wait a moment."

After a while, I saw him walking over with a bald boy.

The young man was tall and thin, with a ferocious scar on his face, which ruined his handsome face. His whole body was filled with an aura that was not to be trifled with, and the expression on his face became even more ferocious with the scar.

"This is Wei Lin, don't worry, with him here, your car will not be damaged in any way."

Sein Feiwen pulled Wei Lin and introduced him.

Sang Ye nodded and threw the key into the air.

Wei Lin reacted very quickly and took it into his own hand.

"It's him. Let's go!"

Sang Ye took the lead to walk towards the shanty town.

Song Feiwen behind him quickly winked at Wei Lin and followed him in a hurry.

As he walked, he introduced: "The people in the shanty towns are indeed very complicated. It is necessary for you to find someone to watch the car."

"Then please introduce the shanty town! I have never been here before!"

Sang Ye looked at everything here curiously.

There was a hint of loneliness and sadness in Seinfeld's voice.

"Most of the people living here are the old, weak, sick and disabled among the survivors, and there are also many orphans. Those with some ability have joined various survivor hunting teams, earned enough supplies to leave here, and moved to a place with a better environment. district."

"The man named Wei Lin seems to be capable of leaving here."

Sang Ye said very pertinently.

Sein Feiwen sighed: "He! He is too affectionate. He has twin siblings at home who are only ten years old and have no ability to protect themselves. He is reluctant to leave his siblings and raise three mouths by himself. He just keeps dragging them like this!"

Sang Ye nodded.

"How far is it?"

Pointing to the small tent in front, Seinfeld said: "That's right there."

The tent was small and tattered, with layers of rags, tarpaulins, etc. sewn on top.

I bent down and went inside. It was very dark. Except for the light at the door, everything inside was pitch black.

Sang Ye's eyes were very good. On the small bed inside, there was a person lying with a weak breath.

Seinfeld said embarrassedly: "This place is too messy and too small. Why don't you stand by the door first and wait for me for a while, and I will take out the things for you right away."

Sang Ye took two steps back and retreated to the light.

"Okay, you can find something!"

Sein Feiwen crawled to the innermost part of the small bed, pulled out a large fertilizer bag from a pile of debris, carefully stepped over the person on the bed, and placed the thing at Sang Ye's feet.

Sang Ye reached out to untie the rope that tied the bag, and when he looked inside, he was surprised.

"so much?"

Most of the bags of gold, silver and jade were just thrown into the fertilizer bag.

"To tell you the truth, before the end of the world, I was engaged in wholesale of these things. Later, when the end of the world came, I also had the ridiculous idea of ​​exchanging these things for supplies. Who knows, in this world, besides food, drink, clothing and medicine, Everything else has become waste, what about me? I have kept all these things until now because of my thoughts."

Seinfeld's face was full of bitterness, what a mistake!

Sang Ye also put the contents of Song Feiwen's broken bag into the big fertilizer bag and tied the bag up again.

"Who's on the bed?"

Sein Feiwen turned to look at the weak-breathing person on the bed, and whispered: "It's my lover. He was injured when he tried to save me before. We didn't have any medicine. It took too long and the wound became infected. It gradually became like this."

The voice was full of remorse and pain.

"You're very good, you didn't leave her to fend for herself." Sang Ye still praised.

In the last days, not to mention husband and wife, even biological father and son, biological mother and son may abandon the one who becomes a burden because of the chance of being born.

Seinfeld has been able to take care of his wife up to this point, which is already considered affectionate and righteous.

"With her like this, every day of her life is painful, and I can't bear to let her die like this. After she dies, I will really become a human being. It was me who selfishly deprived her of the right to choose."

Slowly squatting on the ground, Sein Feiwen covered his face with his hands, tears falling to the ground from between his fingers.

He is an incompetent person. His parents and children are gone, and his wife is about to die because of him. What is the point of living in this world?

"What do you want to change?"

Sang Ye did not look at his miserable and crying appearance, but turned her eyes to the small bed in the dark.

In this apocalyptic world, tears are the most useless thing.

Sein Feiwen raised his tear-stained face and asked hopefully: "Can I exchange bread?"

Sang Ye looked back at him: "Okay."

Looking at his weak wife, Sein Feiwen gritted his teeth and said, "Can I exchange it for two yuan?"

Sang Ye took off the backpack on his back and took out a small canvas bag with bulging contents.

After thinking for a while, he took out another bottle of water from his backpack.

He handed him the water first and said seriously: "Feed all the water in this bottle to your wife."

After a pause, he added in a low voice: "I put medicine in it."

Sein Feiwen's eyes lit up, he quickly took the water and whispered: "I understand."

Also handed him the small canvas bag in his hand.

He kicked the fertilizer bag next to his feet and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "This is the reward. It depends on whether you can protect it."

Seinfeld's pupils tightened, and he opened a small gap in the canvas bag, revealing a little of the contents inside.

He immediately pulled up again and his body tensed up.

"Thank you, you are a good man."

"Take me back to the car."

Sang Ye put the backpack back on his back, looked back at the small bed in the dark, and walked out.

Sein Feiwen quickly stuffed the things into his arms, placed them close to his body, picked up most of the bags on the ground, and followed.

When they returned to the road, Sang Ye saw a group of people gathered in front of his car from a distance, all holding something in their hands. They were noisy and lively.

There was a glint of interest in Sang Ye's eyes, and he walked slowly over there without being in a hurry.

Behind her, Song Feiwen's eyes flashed with nervousness and anxiety, fearing that Wei Lin might not be able to handle that group of people and would offend the generous master again.

In the distance, Sangye heard the sound of the confrontation in front.

"Wei Lin, are you someone's guard dog? Do you look at other people's things so closely?"

"It's just that, as a person from a shantytown, my heart is not towards the shantytown, but I am someone's dog!"

"Do you still want to hang out in the shanty town?"

"If you insist on stopping the big guy today, don't blame us for being unkind!"

"That's right, don't force us to do it!"

Every sound and word of criticism reached Sang Ye’s ears.

Ha ha ha ha...

A burst of cold laughter came from the innermost part of the crowd.