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During the noisy confrontation, the medical garrison behind Hua Mi came to help.

They pushed out carts one after another from the warehouse in City B. On the carts, there were bottles of orange juice.

The group of survivors on the opposite side immediately became commotion.

Some old people began to lead the procession with their children.

However, he was blocked by a powerful man.

The man had yellow hair on his head and a fierce look on his face.

"What are you going for? We are all together, and you are divided so easily? Go back!"

When gathering these survivors, they spent a lot of effort and specifically selected survivors with elderly and children to persuade them.

They told these families with elderly people and children that there was a supply warehouse just ahead, but it was occupied by the garrison and would not be distributed to them, the survivors who had survived the disaster.

As long as everyone works together and unites as one, we can force the garrison to hand over the material depot.

Yes, the purpose is just to eat it in one bite.

The old man didn't respond. Didn't he say that he could receive the supplies for free if he came over?

Under the puzzled gaze of the old man, Hua Mi pushed out a cart from behind with a lot of mats on it.

"How about you drink my juice and help me weave a straw rope?"

The instigator stood there, and before he could react, his eyes only saw the child, who had already run in front of Hua Mi.

The adults are all busy and have no time to accompany him.

Shooting the leading bird, he became the first leading bird to be killed by the garrison.

Grandma was also very hungry, so she agreed to Hua Mi without hesitation.

"In addition to weaving straw ropes, I can also weave other things, such as fans, straw baskets, carpets, and straw boxes. Most of us in the older generation can make these small things."

The straw rope weaved from mat straw is quite tough and easy to weave, even a child can learn it in no time.

It was their city's garrison rescue team that dug their whole family out of the rubble.

There was a horrified sound from the survivors.

Fortunately, I didn't see anyone being poisoned while drinking jelly water along the way.

Because it is used to bundle supplies, bundle up piles of supplies, and transport them to other places.

There is actually nothing to say about this. Everyone can clearly see what happened just now.

Even if the garrison has guns in hand.

When the earthquake hit, he, his father, mother, grandfather and grandmother were all buried in the rubble.

So no one can blame the garrison for this incident.

"return to!"

The old man was also scared, and the bright small fruit knife was being handed to her.

This kind of talk is extremely inflammatory, especially for those who are trekking hard in the rain, dragging their families with them, including the elderly and children at home.

Now the elderly and children who are extremely thirsty are facing the rows of orange juice, and no one can stop them from rushing towards the orange juice.

An old house where a treasure.

Farewell, my printer.

"Ah!!!" When the survivors saw this, they also shouted in horror.

Who else?

The survivors, who were noisy and agitated, fell silent for a moment.

This is correct.

At a young age, when he saw the uniforms worn by the garrison, he felt very friendly.

The child in her hand shook her grandma's hand away.

"No, I want to drink orange juice!"

So Hua Mi planned to find someone to take care of the child.

I don’t know if there will be any big problems if I eat it in my stomach.

The main thing is that Hua Mi has a lot of mats and straw, and she never gives others materials for free. Hua Mi is not so kind-hearted yet.

When the garrison is driven away, the entire huge supply warehouse will be theirs.

If the garrison hadn't opened fire, the little boy would have been killed by the man with the knife.

The bullet passed through his brain, a flower of blood spattered, and the bullet casing fell to the ground.

They were already hungry, and their hunger left them no time to think about anything. They could only follow the instigators to the supply warehouse in City B.

"Get out of the way. My grandson is so thirsty that he wants to drink this weird rainwater. Didn't you see the orange juice over there at the garrison?"

The instigating criminal took a knife and pointed it at the old man in front of him, forcing the old man to take his child back to the group of 2,000 people.

This strange rainwater falls on the ground. After a while, it will be like jelly and become solidified, unable to flow at all.

The child's grandmother followed the boy with lingering fear and ran to Hua Mi.

What's more, the reason why they came here was not just for a bite to eat.

He didn't want to play with those bad uncles who were using stones to attack the garrison.

Seeing that he couldn't stop the old man from holding the child to separate from the 2,000 survivors, the instigating man showed a fierce look on his face and took out a knife.

Although his father, mother and grandfather have all gone to far away places, he knows that the garrison guards are all good people.

So anyone with a brain knows that don’t drink this jelly water, don’t drink it, don’t drink it.

It's just bullying the good and fearing the evil, because everyone knows that the garrison will not harm civilians.

Just as the knife in the instigator's hand was about to penetrate the child's back, a bullet shot out and hit the man's temple.

The little boy holding the orange juice nodded obediently and then looked back at his grandma.

What is the purpose? The purpose is to eat it in one bite.

The old man who was stopped held his grandson tightly and said to the instigator who was blocking him,

He fell to the ground, and his last thought was that he was careless, and he should not have been sure that the garrison would not shoot.

After eating and using her supplies, you have to provide her with some value, and even children are no exception.

The child ran away. The man holding the knife cursed "Niang Xipi", turned around, and stabbed the child in the back with the knife.

"Ah." When the old man saw this, he shouted in horror.

"ah?"

The child jumped up and ran in the direction of Hua Mi. He didn't want to listen to the man with the knife.

The baby boy whom the garrison in City A desperately tried to deliver was lying on the straw mat in the supply warehouse, babbling and not knowing what he was talking about.

The garrison side was silent, and the survivors were also silent.

It was as if his computer was frozen, and he didn't even dare to move.

During the stalemate between the two parties, Hua Mi looked down at the little boy with bright eyes and handed him a bottle of orange juice.

Looking at the old man behind the boy, Hua Mi asked:

"My orange juice is not for free."

Hua Mi looked at it coldly, human nature is like this, no one would be afraid of a garrison with a gun, but a gangster with a knife would frighten people.

We should also thank the garrison for saving a child.

But I was extremely hungry. If I didn’t drink this jelly water, there would be nothing else to eat.

Straw rope is now a consumable item.

Hua Mi said to the child who was holding orange juice in front of her,

"Child, I'll give you another bun, how about you help me take care of a little baby?"

I bought a new one because at the print shop downstairs, printing one side costs one yuan, and printing 20 sides costs 30 cents per side.

I have severe anxiety, so I often print things to relieve stress.

Really, when I saw the printer printing out the e-book I wanted, I felt like I was being healed...

I don’t know if you have this weird way of decompressing.
Chapter completed!