Pregnant mothers in the last days rely on unlimited supplies to survive

Chapter 175 Straw rope is a consumable
During the noisy confrontation, the medical garrison behind Hua Mi came to help.

They pushed carts out of the warehouse in City B, and bottles of orange juice were stacked on the carts.

There was an immediate commotion among the survivors on the opposite side.

Some old people began to lead their children out of the queue.

However, he was blocked by a powerful man.

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

"What are you going to do? We are all together, and you have been divided so easily? Go back!"

When gathering these survivors, they spent a lot of effort, and even selected survivors with old people and children to persuade them.

They told these families with the elderly and children that there was a material depot just ahead, but it was occupied by the garrison, and they were not distributed to the survivors who survived the disaster.

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

　Farewell, my printer.

But I was so hungry that I didn't drink this jelly water, and I had nothing else to eat.

Who else?
The survivors, who were noisy and imposing, fell silent in an instant.

Hua Mi said to the child who was holding orange juice in front of her,
"Son, I'll give you another bun, how about you take care of a baby for me?"

Hua Mi looked at it coldly, human nature is like this, no one will be afraid of a garrison with a gun, but a villain with a knife is frightening.

They were already hungry, and their hunger made them too late to think about anything, so they could only follow the instigators to the material warehouse in City B.

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

The baby boy sent by the city A garrison desperately, was lying on the straw mat in the material warehouse, babbling without knowing what he was talking about.

What is the purpose, the purpose is to eat in one bite.

The straw rope woven from mat grass is quite tough, and the weaving is simple, even a child can learn it quickly.

The child ran in the direction of Hua Mi, so he didn't want to listen to the man with the knife.

This is true.

"Ah!!!" Seeing this, the survivors also shouted in horror.

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

"return to!"

Seeing that the old man could not stop the old man from leading the child to split among the 2000 survivors, the instigated man showed a fierce look on his face, and directly took out a knife.

The adults are all busy and don't have time to accompany him.

This kind of talk is very inflammatory, especially for those who are trudging in the rain, dragging their families, and there are old people and children in the family.

He fell to the ground, and his last thought was that he was careless, he shouldn't be sure that the garrison would not shoot.

"what?"

We should also thank the garrison for saving a child.

There was a terrified sound from the survivor's side.

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

Yes, the purpose is to eat in one bite.

This strange rain falls on the ground, and after a while, it will become solidified like jelly, and it will not flow at all.

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

The old man didn't react, didn't he say that if he came over, he could get the supplies for free?
Under the puzzled eyes of the old man, Hua Mi pushed out a cart from behind, with a large pile of matting on it,
"How about you drink my juice and help me weave a straw rope?"

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

Those bad uncles are holding rocks to fight the garrison, he doesn't want to play with those bad uncles.

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

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

Encouraging the gangster to hold a knife and point at the old man in front of him, forcing the old man to lead the child back to the team of 2000 people.

"Get out of the way, my grandson is thirsty and wants to drink this weird rainwater, don't you see the orange juice over there?"

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

Even if the garrison has a gun in his hand.

So no one can blame the garrison for this matter.

The old man was also frightened, and he was handing a bright small fruit knife in front of her.

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

In fact, there is nothing to say. Everyone can see clearly what happened just now.

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

Although father, mother and grandpa have all gone to far away places, he knows that the garrisons are all good people.

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

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

Shooting the first bird, he became the first first bird killed by the garrison.

Looking at the old man behind the boy again, Hua Mi asked:
"My orange juice is not for nothing."

The instigator stood where he was, and before he could react, all he could see was the child, who had already run in front of Hua Mi.

At a young age, when he saw the uniform on the garrison, he felt very kind.

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

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

Grass Rope is now a consumable item.

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. Those of the older generation can almost do these little things."

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

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

The main reason is that Hua Mi has a lot of mats, and she never gives others materials for nothing, Hua Mi is not so kind.

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

After eating and using her supplies, she has to provide some value, even children are no exception.

It was like a dead machine, not even daring to move.

The child ran away, but the man with the knife cursed "Niang Xipi", turned around, and stabbed the child in the back with the knife.
"Ah." Seeing this, the old man shouted in horror.

The child in her hand shook off grandma's hand,
"No, I want orange juice!"

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

An old house where a treasure.

Fortunately, I drank jelly water and walked all the way, but I didn't see anyone being poisoned to death.

　　I bought another one, because in the printing shop downstairs, it costs 20 yuan to print one side, and [-] yuan to print [-] sides.

　　People like me who have severe anxiety disorder often have to print things to decompress.

　　Really, I watched the printer print out the e-book I wanted, and I felt like I was healed...

　　I don't know if you have such a strange way to decompress.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)