End of the World

In the evening, Zhen Guangjun and Fang Xiaoyun came back. Today, the two of them went to the army to find Zhu Zhenguo to ask about work arrangements.

It was only when Chen Guangjun came back that he found out that someone had come to blackmail him today.

"Who are those people?" As a special police officer, Chen Guangjun couldn't stand this kind of thing the most, and he had cracked down on it many times in the past.

"The leader is a guy called Brother Guang!" Qiao Xinghua confronted them head-on.

"They are so arrogant and domineering that even the security team ignores them!" Li Xun added.

"It looks like a gang with an organized structure!" Chen Guangjun murmured. When he went to find Zhu Zhenguo today, Zhu had reminded him that there were some gangs involved in organized crime in the shelter that the security team could not control and some even joined them. He did not expect that they would encounter them today.

"Everyone should be careful next time, there might be another Master Guang in the future!"

Everyone nodded, and their impression of the shelter became much worse.

"Okay, let's stop talking about those things that will spoil the fun and get ready to eat!" He Yuxin greeted everyone.

"Dinner is finally served!" Dafeng and Chen Guangjun touched their bellies at the same time as if they had made an appointment. If the two men were not so different in size, others would have thought they were brothers.

"You two's movements are even more precise than those of a synchronized machine!" Qiao Xinghua joked, and everyone laughed.

There was definitely no room for so many people in the RV, so they set up a table outside the vehicle and everyone ate around it together, which felt like a reunion dinner.

The dishes are not rich, but they are the best food now. There is no such food in the shelter. The other survivors basically just want to avoid starving to death, and health is not important.

The aroma of the food wafted outside, and the survivors nearby couldn't help swallowing their saliva when they smelled it. All their eyes were focused on the RV area. No one dared to make any moves because they knew that Wu Bin and his gang had guns.

"What is this steamed bun made of? It tastes so bad!" Dafeng picked up a steamed bun from the shelter, which he and Wu Bin had received after drying it in the sun for half a day. He took a bite and found that it tasted bad, as if it was mixed with sand.

Wu Bin picked one up and took a bite. The bun was loose inside, with only a little sweetness and a very light taste, no different from white bread. Moreover, the flour had a coarse texture and was a bit hard, as if the bread had been left for two days. He had to wait for a long time to get such a thing.

"Some kind of edible fiber is added to the bread!" Fang Xiaoyun tasted it after taking a bite. This thing is of no benefit to the human body. Instead, it will increase the burden on the body. Eating too much may cause indigestion.

"I think it was added in to make up the number!" Chen Guangjun also complained that this thing cannot be absorbed by the human body.

"Edible fiber can't be eaten?" Dafeng asked. Then why is it called edible?

"Fiber is difficult for the human body to absorb!" Wu Bin was speechless. How could Dafeng not even have this common sense?

Everyone was eating the steamed buns and complaining about how bad the steamed buns were. They were like the kind of people who were cursing while eating. They didn't appreciate having the food. If the other survivors knew about it, they would probably curse at them. If they didn't want it, they could just give it to them.

When everyone was enjoying their meal, Meng Zihan noticed two figures, one big and one small, standing at the door. A middle-aged man in his forties was holding a little girl who was less than ten years old and was looking at everyone.

The little girl's face didn't look very good, but her big watery eyes were still very bright. The little girl looked at everyone, or to be more precise, at the food on the table, with a drooling look on her face.

"Brother and sister, can I exchange two bowls of porridge with you? Use this." The little girl's childish voice came. She shook the steamed bun in her little hand, but didn't dare to get close. Maybe she was afraid of Xiao Huang beside her.

No one expected that there was a little girl here. No one had seen a child since the disaster. In the apocalypse, children and the elderly had the lowest survival rate.

When the girls saw the little girl's appearance, their maternal love suddenly surged. They wanted to go forward, but they didn't dare to. All their eyes were on Wu Bin.

Wu Bin was so helpless, playing football again? He communicated with everyone with his eyes, but no one had any special reaction, probably letting Wu Bin make his own decision.

It's not easy to refuse a little girl, so Wu Bin signaled to He Yuxin. He Yuxin understood and went over to bring the little girl over. The little girl was quite cute, especially with two braids on her head, which was very popular with girls. Meng Zihan couldn't help but go forward and touch her a few more times.

It would be inappropriate to bring the little girl in but leave the adults outside, so Chen Guangjun stood up and wanted to bring the middle-aged man in, but the middle-aged man declined.

"Sister, can we let uncle come over too?" The little girl looked at He Yuxin and said, thinking that everyone was not very welcoming to middle-aged men.

"Uncle? He is your uncle?" He Yuxin thought the two were father and daughter, so how did they become uncle and nephew?

The middle-aged man couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm. In fact, he also wanted to drink a bowl of porridge, so he came in and sat next to Dafeng.

"Thank you, sister. This is the bread I exchanged with you." The little girl took a sip of the porridge in the bowl and stuffed the steamed bun into He Yuxin's hand.

"Consider it your sister's treat." He Yuxin did not take the steamed bun, but smiled and patted the little girl's head.

"No, Mom said that we can't eat anything offered by people we don't know, so you must accept it, sister." The little girl shook her head and insisted on giving it to He Yuxin.

Everyone laughed. If you can't eat what others treat you to, you can just exchange it for steamed buns? The world of children is indeed pure and innocent.

"Uncle, you don't want to exchange a steamed bun with us, do you?" Wu Bin looked at the middle-aged man and smiled.

"That was my original plan!" The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly. That would be the same as the little girl. However, he also realized that Wu Bin and the others would not argue with him over a bowl of porridge, so he carefully put away the steamed buns.

"My name is Zhao Bofeng, thank you all for your hospitality!" The middle-aged man drank most of the bowl of porridge, not caring whether his sleeves were dirty or not, he just wiped his mouth with a very satisfied look, he hadn't felt so comfortable in a long time.

When the middle-aged man introduced himself, everyone got to know each other. After the introduction, Zhao Bofeng sighed inexplicably. He wanted to say something but didn't know how to start.

"Brother Zhao, are you worried about something?" Chen Guangjun was sitting next to him and could easily notice it. Zhao Boqiang was almost a generation older than Chen Guangjun, so it was reasonable for him to call him brother.

"I do have an unreasonable request, but I don't know how to start it!" Zhao Bofeng said. He wanted to say it just now, but was really embarrassed.

"Uncle Zhao, you might as well tell us. We will try our best to help you in any way we can!" Wu Bin didn't finish his words. Helping a stranger was already the most he could do. It also depended on what he asked for, especially in his current context.

"In that case, let me tell you, can you take this little girl in?" Zhao Bofeng sighed. The little girl would only suffer if she followed him. Wu Bin and his family were in good condition, and the girls liked her, so he felt at ease letting Wu Bin and his family take care of her.

No one expected that Zhao Bofeng would ask them to take in the little girl.

"Brother Zhao, what is your relationship with this little girl?" Chen Guangjun on the side noticed something. The relationship between Zhao Bofeng and the little girl was a little strange.

"It doesn't matter. I rescued her by chance when I was escaping, and I've been keeping her with me ever since!" Zhao Bofeng told the whole story in detail. He rescued the little girl along the way, and then met a searching troop and brought them to the shelter. It's been almost two months.

"We thought she was your daughter!" Qiao Xinghua exclaimed in surprise. Everyone had preconceived notions that the two were father and daughter, but they were just strangers. In this situation, Zhao Bofeng could still bring a little girl who had nothing to do with him to prove that he was a good person. Many times, many people would regard children who had no resistance as a burden. Unless it was their own child, no one wanted to bring such a burden.

"I don't have a daughter, but I have a son who is studying in another city. Looking at the current situation, I'm afraid that he is in danger!" Zhao Bofeng shook his head. He had wanted to go find his son, but he didn't even have the ability to protect himself. In the end, he had no choice but to give up and pin his thoughts for his son on the little girl, seeking a little psychological comfort.

"Brother Zhao, please be more positive. You saved someone else's daughter, and your son will definitely be safe!" Chen Guangjun consoled him, understanding the longing in his heart.

"Thank you for your good wishes!" Zhao Bofeng forced a smile, and it was obvious that his concern for his son had not diminished much.

Fang Xiaoyun carefully observed the little girl for a while and asked Zhao Bofeng, "Is she sick?"

Zhao Bofeng nodded: "She is indeed feeling unwell. She has been complaining of stomach pains and vomiting recently!"

"Stomachache?" Fang Xiaoyun frowned slightly. The stomach is one of the most important organs in the human body. If the little girl's family has no history of stomach problems, then the problem would be serious.

"How long has it been going on?"

Hearing Fang Xiaoyun's tone of questioning, Zhao Bofeng was stunned: "It should be almost two weeks. Are you a doctor?"

"In that case, it should be caused by eating the steamed buns in the shelter!" Fang Xiaoyun did not answer, but spoke to herself.

"Are the steamed buns poisonous?" Meng Zihan was eating steamed buns when she heard Fang Xiaoyun's words and stopped.

"It's not that it's poisonous, but the fibers in it are not something that everyone can tolerate!" Fang Xiaoyun said

"That means you can't eat too much." Qiao Xinghua picked up a steamed bun and tossed it. The bun looked well-made, but the taste was just so-so.

"Why can't you eat too much?" Dafeng was holding a steamed bun in each hand and biting them hard. Although it didn't taste very good, it was shameful to waste food!

"......, nothing!" Qiao Xinghua glanced at Dafeng and saw him eating left and right. If he hadn't tasted it, he would have thought it was delicious. If it was before the end of the world, Dafeng would definitely be a food blogger. His eating manners were too intimidating.

"By the way, Uncle Zhao, do you know who Brother Guang is?" Wu Bin thought that Zhao Bofeng had been here for two months and should know something about him.

"Brother Guang?" Zhao Bofeng was silent for a while and said, "I don't know much about him. I heard that he is a member of a gang nearby. He has several subordinates and often blackmails other survivors!" Zhao Bofeng didn't know that they came to blackmail Wu Bin and his group today.

"A gangster?" Wu Bin muttered to himself. No wonder he became scared when he saw Dafeng holding a gun. He is not a real gangster.