Chapter 118 Hope our neighbors can feed those jackals

Outside the    outpost, snow was falling.

   At the south gate, Yu Hu, dressed in fur, rushed over from the direction of Bette Street against the heavy snow falling all over the sky.

   After arriving at the outpost, Yu Hu originally wanted to find Chu Guang, but he couldn't find it, but he happened to see a long line in front of the sanatorium.

   approached a little, and saw his sister sitting at a small wooden table.

  's immature little face was written meticulously.

   She stretched out her little hand, took the silver coins from the blue jackets lined up, counted the number of coins carefully and repeatedly, and then poked a few times on a screen.

   "Total, 41 pieces!"

   raised her head, she looked at the player in front of the counter with a sweet smile on her face.

   "Crab! Be careful when taking risks."

"Woohoo ... abominable, Si! Borrow money! I still have to save!"

   Sisi, who was standing behind, stroked his forehead with a headache, and stretched out his hand to tug at the sleeve of his tail.

   "Alright, alright, Awei, don't be ashamed here, let's block the people behind."

   "Don't you think it's cute! You unloving woman!"

   "Cute and cute, tsk, saying that the convoy of the greenhouse ruins will start in a while, and you still can't go."

   "Go! Damn it, why do you have to work part-time during the day and have to work at night! What about casual games? Can't you let me stay with cute things for a while longer!"

   "I'm really sorry I'm not cute enough. Anyway, don't talk nonsense, it's important to level up and make money to buy equipment. Let's go, if you don't leave, the older brother at the back will beat people."

   The tail, who was still shouting, was just pulled away.

   At this time, a big white bear got out from behind and stood sneakily in front of the counter, holding the door frame with some restrained hands.

   Seeing this big bear, Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, but he was not afraid, and a sweet smile appeared on his face soon.

   "Do you want to save money?"

  Mao covered his face with invisible blush, Roshan Damomo clumsily took out the purse and dumped the coins in it on the table.

   "I, I, I, all for you!"

   Looking at the big white bear who threw away the money, Xiaoyu said quickly.

   "Ah, wait, wait, that, ID."

   "All for you!!"

  Finally, thanks to Xiaoqi's help, Xiaoyu found the ID of the big white bear.

   After carefully counting the coins on the table, Xiaoyu registered the number on the VM according to what Chu Guang taught himself.

   Although Yu Hu couldn't read or understand what the blue jackets were saying, it didn't seem like he was embarrassing his sister.

   When the big white bear ran out, he was startled instinctively. If it weren't for the fact that the people around him didn't respond, he almost pulled out his bow and arrow to shoot.

   At this moment, Chu Guang walked over, looked at Yu Hu and said with a smile.

   "Can't you go say hello?"

"No, I'll just take a look at it, or not disturb her work," Yu Hu smiled honestly, rubbing the back of his head, "I didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so capable, I was worried last night for fear that she would give you Trouble."

  Chu Guang said with a smile.

   "How come? Your sister is very smart and learns very fast, but no one teaches her a lot of things."

  Yu Hu said with a sigh.

"Dad, I have my brother. I usually have to go out to hunt, so I can't teach her anything. Mother taught her pancakes, but she has not been doing well. I was worried last night, would she be able to make pancakes? It's messed up. I came here not too early in the morning. On the way, I was thinking, if she really got into trouble, I would take her back. But now... let Xiaoyu follow you, indeed Much better than following us."

   "You can't say that," Chu Guang shook his head, "You still come to see her often, no matter how warm the bed is, it's better to stay with your family."

  A warm bed?

   Is it progressing so fast?

  Yu Hu was stunned and nodded.

   "You're right...then I'll go first."

  Chu Guang said politely.

   "In such a hurry to go back? Stay and have lunch before leaving."

   "No, no," Yu Hu shook his head repeatedly, waved his hands and said, "I won't bother you here, I'll go hunting in a while, you're busy first, I'll go back."

  Chu Guang no longer held back and nodded.

   "Be careful on the road."

  …

   After coming out of the north gate, Yu Hu was in a good mood. Although there was snow in the sky, he felt warm on his body, more comfortable than drinking.

   But at this moment, he saw a caravan full of bricks, with a man standing beside it.

   That man looked a little familiar.

  Yu Hu approached and took a look, his eyes suddenly widened.

   "Zhao Rat?!"

   "Yu Hu?!"

   "Wait, aren't you dead? I see your family, the funeral is all done."

  Yu Hu still doesn't know how to speak, but Zhao Mouse doesn't care about these things at the moment. When he meets a fellow in a foreign country, it's really tearful.

   "Brother, I almost died! Fortunately these blue coats saved me!"

It took about five minutes for Zhao Mouse and Yu Hu to talk about their experiences over the past month, from being caught by predators while hunting, to the time when the blue jackets broke through the stronghold of the Bloody Hand clan, These people were placed in the brick factory by the river.

  Although he instinctively felt that it was a bit strange to be caught by the predators, Yu Hu's head couldn't understand the complicated things, and he quickly focused on other places.

   "...That is to say, you are now working for Big Brother Chu and the others?"

   Zhao Mouse was stunned and said.

"Brother Chu? Are you talking about the manager? It's quite comfortable to work here anyway, with food and lodging, meat every day, firewood and charcoal for heating, and now 1 silver coin a day for wages. Every day The job is to use molds to make bricks, then send them into the kiln to be fired, and then transport the fired bricks back without getting tired.”

  Yu Hu nodded and asked.

   "Then you won't go back in the future?"

   A complicated expression appeared on Zhao Mouse's face.

"Go back... Where are you going? My parents, my eldest brother and their two children are left at home. The food left is barely enough for the winter. If I go back, the food at home will definitely be enough. There's not enough to eat. Let's wait until the spring of next year, then... wait until then."

   As he was talking, Zhao Mouse suddenly remembered something, threw a sentence "You wait for me", and then turned around and ran into the gate.

   After a while, he took a small bag of coarse salt, about three or four, and stuffed it into Yu Hu's hands.

"I got this in exchange for my wages, take it back to my mother for me, just say...I'm fine, so they don't have to worry! I'm going to see them next spring! And Yang Ergou, he's still alive too ... But now he is busy, do you want to talk to his family too."

   took over the salt, Yu Hu nodded solemnly.

   "Don't worry, I will definitely convey it for you!"

  Yu Hu returned on the same path.

   However, when he was passing by the south gate of Wetland Park, Yu Hu suddenly noticed that not far from his footprints, there were a series of footprints that did not belong to him.

  The footprints are very shallow, and it has been a while.

   Out of the hunter's alertness, Yu Hu squatted down, rubbed his index finger on it, and frowned.

   Whose footprint is this?

  …

  Better Street.

   rushed through the door, and Wang Biao went straight to Old Charlie's grocery store.

   "Old butler!"

   Sitting in front of the door with his eyes closed, Charlie opened half of his eyes. When he saw Wang Biao, he immediately understood and stood up from his chair.

   "Come in and talk."

  The curtain is drawn.

  Wang Biao was excited, and without breathing, he danced and reported what he had seen and heard about following Yu Hu all the way to the old housekeeper.

   The more Charlie listened, the more his brows gradually wrinkled.

   "You mean...a survivor settlement appeared in Linghu Wetland Park?"

   Wang Biao nodded fiercely.

"Yes! Where are the blue coats, and the refugees who come from nowhere... I guess they are from the north. They built walls in the woods, dug ditches, and put barricades. I can't see in the camp. , but there is a chimney that keeps smoking."

   "From the north?"

  Charlie's brows furrowed even tighter.

  The north is the territory of the Blood Hand clan, and there seems to be a mutant tribe not far away.

   What's the difference between building a settlement there and giving it away?

and……

   Those predators are all guys who eat people and don't spit out bones, how could they let them in.

  Wang Biao didn't care so much, he just shouted excitedly.

   "Old housekeeper, that brat from the Yu family broke the rules, let's arrest him!"

   He didn't like the Yu family a long time ago.

   Especially the kid Yu Hu who beat up his third brother. There is also the shed of the foreigner. He didn't even leave a door beam for them, he took it all for himself, and he even said what he was given to him with plausibility, which is really shameless.

   Wang Biao's abacus is very loud. According to the rules of Bate Street, people who trade with foreign caravans without permission will be regarded as betrayal, and they will be punished with a skin of animals, and the property will be confiscated and expelled.

   It doesn't matter if those people are caravans or not, what he cares about is the shed where Yu Hu lives. If he can be expelled, his family will be able to take over the shed of the foreigner.

   However, old Charlie is a man of insight, and naturally he cannot be as short-sighted as he is.

  Blue jacket...

   He used to be too, though that was a long, long time ago.

  After thinking for a long time, Charlie said cautiously.

   "This matter is not urgent, remember not to startle the snake, I will report the situation to the mayor before making a decision."

   Wang Biao was stunned.

   What else is there to ask for?

   It’s not over if you just raid your home.

   As long as Lord Mayor gave an order, the Wang family was the first to respond.

   However, the old butler didn't talk nonsense with him.

   threw 4 white chips in his hand, and old Charlie drove him out of the grocery store, then locked the door again, and hurriedly walked towards the center of the town.

  …

   The mayor's family lives in the old castle in the middle of Bette Street.

  This castle was originally built as an entertainment facility, but now it has become a symbol of the pyramid tip.

The    castle lived in the town's ruler, while the servants, guards, and heirs lived in brick and wooden houses near the castle, and beyond there were dilapidated shacks.

   asked the guard on duty at the gate for instructions, and after a simple body search, Old Charlie was allowed to enter.

   When he stepped into the hall on the first floor, he happened to see two lovely children playing football in the hall on the first floor of the castle.

  The clothes on their bodies are made of deerskin, and so are the **** they are kicking. Their clean faces and carefree smiles are not found in the children outside.

   noticed Charlie at the door, the slightly older boy shook his brown curly hair and picked up the ball on the ground.

   "Charlie? Are you back? Want to play football together?"

   "Sorry, esteemed young master, I'm afraid I can't play with you... I'm here to find your father."

   A look of disappointment appeared on the boy's face, and he said impatiently.

   "Go, he's in the study."

  Charlie bowed his head respectfully.

   bypassed the children's playground, led by a servant, came to the elevator, took the elevator to the top floor.

   As soon as the elevator door opened, a warm wind rushed in.

   In the fireplace directly opposite, the fire was burning and the wood was crackling.

   "I know the way."

   nodded to the servant, and Charlie crossed the porch on the left to a door that was two people high.

  This is the study room of the mayor.

  Row of bookshelves are displayed in the study room. The bookshelves are filled with novels, poetry collections and some bizarre collectibles picked up by scavengers from outside.

   Sitting at the antique wooden table, the mayor of the town was drinking tea leisurely. The intermittent sound of the radio on the table was the music played by his favorite band, the Red-Tailed Warbler.

   There are three major radio stations in the Big Rock City, one of which can be heard even in the far north suburb of Qingquan City.

Every evening from 6:00 to 7:00, the radio station will repeatedly broadcast the transaction prices of today's commodities, and from 7:00 to 10:00, the experience of planting such in-demand "cash crops" as camu tree and spirit leaves will be taught. Ads for human trafficking.

   As for the rest of the time, it’s the replay of pop music from the pre-war era, which is also the old town mayor’s favorite show, which can make him forget the bad times for a while.

   Even in the ears of true "pre-war" people, these are old-fashioned pastimes.

   Waiting quietly for the song to finish, Charlie walked to the desk and lowered his eyebrows respectfully.

   "Sir, I have something urgent to report to you."

   The mayor raised his eyelids and said nonchalantly.

"What's up?"

  In his opinion, the urgent matter that Old Charlie can report is nothing more than what happened to the cockroaches in the shack outside.

   Those people are like weeds, and a group will grow after a while, and he has never cared about the life and death of those people.

   Old Charlie lowered his head and continued.

   "In the Linghu Wetland Park in the north, there is a survivor's settlement with a population of more than 100 people...maybe more."

   "Linghu Wetland Park? Survivor settlement?! How is it possible!"

  The teacup was placed heavily on the table, and the mayor sat up straight from the chair, staring at Charlie standing at the table, "Is the news accurate?"

   "There should be nothing wrong."

  Charlie nodded cautiously and continued speaking respectfully.

"Their strength should not be underestimated. Some hunters took their prey directly to them and brought them back with salt and meat. And it seems that the conditions they offered seem to be more favorable than ours. I worry that if this continues for a long time, it will make Your interests are undermined... I suggest that we should proactively engage with the group and adjust the salt price appropriately."

   The mayor's face was gloomy and uncertain, his index finger tapped lightly on the table, as if he was weighing something.

after awhile.

   With a slight movement in his heart, he opened the drawer and took out an envelope with **** handprints and a blank letter.

   picked up the pen and wrote a few strokes on it. The mayor stuffed the letter into the envelope and threw it into the hands of Charlie who was standing at the table.

   "Find someone who is bold and trustworthy, and send this letter to the **** hand."

   Looking at the envelope in his hand, Charlie was slightly taken aback.

   "You intend to..."

   The mayor said with an expressionless face.

   "This year's winter will be very cold, no accident, next month, people with **** hands will come again."

   The thought of those greedy villains made his teeth itch with hatred, but he couldn't help it, and his guards together were no match for those people.

  Charlie was a little hesitant, and after a moment of hesitation, he reminded cautiously.

   "I'm afraid that's not a good idea. Also, I don't think the people with **** hands didn't find them, and we need to remind-"

"There is no doubt that this is the best idea, or can you come up with a better way?" The mayor waved his hand impatiently and continued, "We don't have that much extra in our granary for them, and we can't take it out. Food, you can only give it to people. You should know what happens to those who are kidnapped by the looters? Think about those broken families, I am also doing this for the good of the people in the town."

   By this time, he felt sorry for the people in the town.

   picked up the teacup again, looked at the silent old Charlie, the mayor took a sip of warm tea and said slowly.

   "The weather is getting worse."

   "Pray that our neighbors can feed those jackals."

  Charlie bowed his head respectfully.

   "Follow your orders."

   The mayor nodded in satisfaction.

   "Go down... By the way, when you go back, let those unscrupulous people collect more firewood and try to dry it out as much as possible. The firewood that is not completely dried will burn with a crackling sound. Listen to the noise."

  Charlie bowed his head and exited the study with the envelope.

   "Yes, my lord."

   (end of this chapter)