Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

"Fang Wei, you are my sister, do you want me to watch you have an accident because of this burden?" Fang Ming's hands were shaking, if Fang Wei hadn't run out of the cabin in time, he couldn't forgive himself.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Fang Wei tightly grasped Fang Ming's hand. They are brothers and sisters. Their parents are gone. They are the only relatives in the world who are related by blood. They can't lose each other anymore.

Qi Yuan patted Fang Ming's shoulder and whispered, "I'm sorry." Fang Ming slowed down for a long time, and after his emotions stabilized, he took a deep breath and slapped himself.

"elder brother."

His slap not only scared Fang Wei, but also everyone.

Fang Ming's eyes were red, he remained silent and didn't speak anymore, he was annoyed that the other party was yelling at him, and he was also annoyed that he couldn't accommodate a child.

The atmosphere in the tent was a bit depressing, everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking, Wan Tao lifted the kettle down, and the sparks in the fire exploded "Puff" and landed on Wan Tao's wet trousers.

"Everyone, drink some water, is anyone injured?" Ye Fu broke the deadlock and began to ask everyone about their situation.

"No one was injured. Peng Fang and Mo Qingshan bumped into each other while running, and they fell down. The owner, has the earthquake stopped?"

Ye Fu shook his head, "I don't know for sure, a few people come over to cook, Li Cheng, you take two people there to carry some wood, Qi Yuan, you and Brother Song go to fix the tent."

Ye Fu came in front of Fang Ming and Fang Wei and called them to a corner. Xuxu saw that Fang Wei had stopped crying and was still grinning.

"Fang Ming, I really understand you."

Fang Ming turned his head to look at Ye Fu, "Really?"

"Really, considering the environment and conditions, it is really not easy to raise a child, especially in this world, we never know what will happen in the next moment, the premise of your anger is because you are worried that Fang Wei will be dragged down because of this child, you can't lose Your sister, if I were you, I would be angry too."

Ye Fu looked at Fang Wei, "Of course, I also understand Fang Wei, everyone's ability to withstand suffering is different, so everyone's moral bottom line is also different, she saw a child thrown in the snow Here, if she doesn't lend a helping hand, the child will freeze to death, and if she doesn't care, she may be condemned by conscience and even regret it every day of her life."

"Fang Ming, you actually underestimated Fang Wei. In terms of physical fitness, she is as strong as a man. She is very strong. I still remember when she was in the safe zone, she even caught a wild boar."

"But she puts all her energy on this child. The child is not an animal, and it will not grow up in one or two years. This process is very long."

Ye Fu nodded, "Of course, when the apocalypse broke out, Wenwen was only two and a half years old. I watched her grow up little by little, so I understand your anxiety very well."

"Ye Fu, I know what you mean. I'm not blaming Fang Wei, nor Qi Yuan. I just hate why God won't let us go. I also hate Xuxu's mother. If she didn't die, no one would have to replace her." She raised this child, but she is also innocent and I have no reason to hate her."

Ye Fu shook his head, "I just want you to open up and have a good chat, Fang Wei, you don't have to be burdened, Qi Yuan is also very worried about you."

The two nodded, and Ye Fu touched Xuxu's little face, "She was very annoying when she cried, but now, she is so cute."

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This night was not easy for everyone. Every few minutes, the ground shook. Gradually, everyone got used to it, and the rain gradually eased. After dinner, everyone sat around the fire, and a bolt of lightning Across the sky, deafening thunder sounded.

Officer Song brought two buckets of sweet potatoes over, and everyone started roasting sweet potatoes to pass the time.

The strong wind was raging against the tent, and Jiang Rong was sitting next to Ye Fu. He held the tongs and stared at the sweet potatoes in the fire.

The rainwater merged into a stream and seeped in from the outside, so the gaps could only be blocked with planks and stones.

"I'm so sleepy." Wenwen yawned, but she didn't dare to sleep and tried to open her eyes wide.

Throughout the night, the earthquake did not stop, but the magnitude was between two and four.

At six o'clock in the morning, the rain finally stopped, and the rooster in the chicken pen began to crow. Ye Fu walked out of the tent. There was thick fog outside, the sky was still gray, and occasionally a few drops of rain fell.

The wooden houses not far away, except for the two where Ye Fu and Wan Tao lived, all the other wooden houses collapsed.

Police officer Song took people to feed the food and grass, and Ye Fu walked around in front of the wooden house.

"From last night to five minutes ago, there were a total of [-] earthquakes." Jiang Rong stood beside her and whispered.

"So many." Ye Fu patted his face, "I hate earthquakes."

Jiang Rong nodded, "Me too."

"I don't have a clue now, and I don't know if there is any point in rebuilding." Ye Fu could see the scared and nervous eyes of those workers whenever he turned his head now.

Compared with Ye Fu, they were more afraid of being chased away and left behind, so they rushed to work, and even when eating, no one dared to make a sound.

They are like kittens and puppies who have been abandoned many times, and they get restless every time something happens.

There are only two wooden houses left, which are enough to live in if you squeeze them together, but the wooden house that Ye Fu and Jiang Rong live in is very small, only thirty-five square meters.

"No more, Uncle Wan and the others will arrange some people to live in their wooden house. Men and women are separated, and the floor is laid directly." The floor in front of the kang is actually not cold, and there is a fireplace. A house of more than [-] square meters can accommodate a lot of people. people.

"In our place, Brother Song, Wenwen, Qi Yuan and Fang Wei will move in, and the living room will be separated."

Ye Fu looked at Jiang Rong, "What do you think?"

Now the temperature is too low, coupled with frequent earthquakes and rain, it is really difficult to build a house.

Jiang Rong has no objection.

"A few people can live in the kitchen, but no one can live in the cellar. It's dangerous, and things have to be moved out."

The kitchen is at the back, connected with the water room. Both the water room and the kitchen are half collapsed, but they can still support people.

Ye Fuzheng was making plans, his feet shook for a while, if Jiang Rong didn't hug her suddenly, she would definitely fall to the ground.

With a "creak", the pillar of the wooden house next to it fell down.

"Two hundred and sixty-four times." Jiang Rong said quietly.

Ye Fu was still a little scared at first, but when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"We are Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death."

Back in the tent, Ye Fu told everyone about his arrangement, "Later, everyone will find out all the things in the wooden house, especially the clothes and quilts."

The projection room house leaned heavily, but hadn't completely collapsed, and the contents had to be salvaged.

"The warehouse shed also collapsed."

Ye Fu nodded, "It's okay over there, it's a truck, it won't be crushed. First rescue the things in the wooden house."

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