64. Festival of the Red River Refuge
In a cramped room, after putting down a single bed, the range of movement is limited to people doing push-ups or something.
Ali lit the finger-length candle that was left on the bedside bar, picked up the black overalls that had been randomly thrown on the ground, and pulled out the Snickers from his left trouser pocket.
Get ready to enjoy it.
God knows how long he endured it, and he was always looking forward to the changing of the guard after dark.
He carefully opened the bag, for fear that the food inside would spill off.
"It's still a sandwich energy bar!"
When he saw things clearly, he was overjoyed, and Harazi couldn't help but overflow from the corners of his mouth.
He really wanted to take a big bite and feel the satisfaction of the food filling his mouth and covering every taste cell sweetly, but he was really reluctant.
After enduring it and enduring it, he opened his mouth and pecked a small piece of the energy bar with his front teeth-
Suddenly, the whole person was so excited that he almost didn't cry.
It's so delicious!
It's so sweet!
But...... What should I do if I can't help it?!
He tried hard to suppress the desire in his heart and made up his mind to eat a third of it today, and never eat more, otherwise he would chop his hands!
Thinking like this, the energy bar was stuffed into his mouth again, and he ate extremely happily, his face full of excitement.
No, no, no, can't eat anymore!
It's already a third gone.
He howled inwardly, but his body was completely out of control, and he had to make a compromise in the end.
"Well, eat a little more, halfway through the meal, and never break your promise this time!"
Can eat and eat......
No, stop, stop!
So repeatedly, in the process of constantly competing with himself, he finally ate up the entire energy bar.
Immediately, there is endless regret!
He could never taste such a sweet and delicious delicacy again, he had eaten a little today and a little tomorrow...... It can be cool for days.
"Damn!" he slapped himself hard.
Knock knock!
There was a knock at the door.
Ali ejected from the bed, quickly stuffed the bag of the energy bar into his trouser pocket, and then carefully examined the straw mat-
Suddenly, my eyes lit up!
I saw a peanut drop on the straw mat at some point, and I was ecstatic, and I wanted to pick it up and eat it, but my hand was halfway out and stopped.
There was obviously some sugar residue on the peanut grains, so I quickly got on the bed, stretched out my tongue, and carefully licked the peanut grains in that position, including the surrounding circle, and was satisfied.
Knock knock!
"Who?" he said.
It didn't matter if he was disturbed to enjoy the food, and he almost caught the current - he had a problem with the door lock, and sometimes it opened with a push of force.
Normally, it's nothing, but that was not the case.
There is a rule in the shelter that any materials obtained through any channel must be handed over to the Supplies Department, and if they are caught in possession, they will be expelled from the shelter.
The door was forcefully opened, and when he saw the figure outside, Ali couldn't help but froze.
An unexpected visitor.
After entering the room, Chi Chuan didn't go around in circles, and said straight to the point: "Ali, it is said that Anqin was bitten by the atavists, almost all the refugees in Xinzhou City know about it, you should know it too, I want to know the specific reason." β
"I don't know. β
"You'd better think it through. β
"I don't ...... if I think it through. Don't ......" Looking at an energy bar that the other party suddenly took out of his trouser pocket, Ali's words didn't come out.
He figured it out.
But the key is to think clearly, he doesn't know!
When Uncle Kun took An Qin to the shelter, there was a terrifying bite mark on her neck, so everyone knew about it.
As for the process of being bitten, God knows, with her ability, who would dare to ask?
"You don't know?" Ikekawa frowned.
Ali nodded helplessly, and then told him what he knew, and didn't forget to add, "Except for An Qin herself, only Uncle Kun should know about this matter." β
It's Uncle Kun again.
Chi Chuan patted his head a little nervously, he really didn't like to deal with this guy anymore.
"Eh, Brother Chuan, Brother Chuan, don't go, you see I know I've told you. Ali blocked his way, looking hopeful.
Chi Chuan glanced at the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Is it delicious?"
"Delicious!" Ali nodded vigorously.
Chi Chuan's hand shook, but he still threw the thing to him, after all, it wasn't bad, and another one, corrupting a security boss in the Red River Refuge would definitely be beneficial and harmless-
Now it seems that they may really have to stay here for a while.
"Thank you, Brother Chuan!" Ali was excited.
I can enjoy the sweetness of the little bit again.
But this time, I definitely have to save it!
......
The morning air is fresh after the rain.
After eating a bowl of milk-soaked oats, Ikekawa came to the sports field alone, and wanted to run two laps, but looking at the scene in front of him, his feet really couldn't move.
Breakfast was being prepared in the shelter, and in one corner of the playground there was a kitchen with an iron frame and a few pieces of asbestos tiles, and in it was a decent stove made of masonry and cement, and five or six men and women in ragged clothes were working in front of the stove.
Someone took water from a large white plastic bucket and poured it into a large iron pot that Ikekawa had seen on the sports field last night.
There is no doubt that it is the rain from last night.
Others are mainly responsible for handling the ingredients β filthy rats.
From time to time, others would appear from all corners of the gymnasium, carrying rat traps or rat cages, some empty, some of them catched, and they would be sent to the kitchen.
Then the person in charge of handling the ingredients peels the rat, removes the internal organs, rinses it casually with water, and then chops it into small pieces and throws them into a large iron pot.
Rat broth.
This is the survivors of the Red River Shelter, today's breakfast.
There was already a circle of people gathered around the kitchen, with yellow and thin faces and dim eyes, staring at the big iron pot, salivating.
Vomit!
Ikekawa, who witnessed this scene, vomited a few times.
The body that was originally full of vitality also became listless in an instant.
"Actually, today is a happy day. Suddenly a voice came from behind him.
Ikekawa bent over and looked back in surprise.
It's an Qin who wears a black and white skirt that looks a bit like a school uniform.
She looked in the direction of the kitchen and said to herself, "Thanks to the heavy rain yesterday, many rats outside have run in, otherwise there would be no such harvest, at least today each person will get a piece or two of meat." β
"You're not going to eat this, are you?"
For some reason, Chi Chuan's eyes subconsciously fell on her pink little mouth.
An Qin shook her head.
"Actually, I don't mind much anymore, but Uncle Kun doesn't let me, there is a team of people on the terrace every day who use moldy and inedible bread crumbs to catch house finches or something, and I eat that. β
Thankfully, fortunately. Ikekawa thought to himself.
"Uncle Kun told me that there must be some of you who also have special abilities. β
An Qin suddenly turned her head and looked at him with big watery sapphire eyes, "That dinner last night...... Don't worry, I didn't tell him. I guess it has something to do with your abilities. β
She paused at this point, and there was a pleading look on her cold face.
"Help us, food is getting harder and harder to find outside, and if we continue like this, someone will definitely starve to death. β
Ikekawa was stunned, and frankly, he didn't expect this girl to be so kind.
Because she gives people the feeling of being too cold, as if she doesn't care about anything.
She was begging meβand it made Ikekawa feel a little happy.
It's the feeling of being able to show off in front of the girl you like.
He couldn't refuse.
"Follow me. β
An Qin's cold face suddenly bloomed, and Chi Chuan was stunned.
She smiled, albeit fleetingly.
But, it's beautiful!
The two walked into the back passage one after the other.
"How many people have you sheltered in?"
"126 pcs. β
It's not small.
After Ikekawa nodded, he took out the small notebook he had with him, wrote down a line of words, and then squeezed it with his hand, and the torn paper disappeared.
An Qin saw his movements from behind, but didn't know what he was doing.
Ikekawa stopped suddenly, and there was no one around.
He flipped his right hand, and there was already a heavy white plastic bag in his hand, almost as tall as Yoyo, and it was steaming inside.
An Qin's royal blue eyes widened instantly, and she almost exclaimed.
That's a big bag of snow-white steamed buns!
"Wow. Ikekawa stretched out his hand and handed it over.
"You put it down, I'll take it myself. β
After a bag of steamed buns was lifted by An Qin with some difficulty, a bag appeared in Chi Chuan's hand again.
Two large bags of freshly baked knife-cut steamed buns, exactly 252 pieces, two per person.
"Thank you!" An Qin said sincerely.
"As long as you speak, I will never refuse. Ikekawa laughed.
An Qin was slightly stunned, a flush suddenly appeared on her cold face, and she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at him again.
"I thank you on behalf of everyone in the Vault. β
As he spoke, he struggled to carry two bags of steamed buns, and turned around and ran outside as fast as he could.
After a while, Chikawa heard a surprise carnival from the entrance of the passage.
This early morning is nothing short of a festival for the Red River Refuge.
A surprising festival.
Ikekawa smiled unconsciously, and stood where he was, because if nothing else, someone would come looking for him soon.
It's not that he thinks An Qin will betray him.
In fact, he didn't think so, didn't she tell Uncle Kun about what happened last night?
As Ming Ke said, this girl is not a person with a broken mouth, and she also knows how to be grateful.
It's just that Uncle Kun's gang is not stupid, even if An Qin doesn't speak, they will think of themselves and others.
So many steamed buns are not trivial, and they are still hot steamed buns that have just been baked.
Who can make it?
Someone in the shelter had to have this ability, wouldn't they have used it a long time ago?
Sure enough, just a few minutes later, there was a rush of footsteps at the entrance of the passage.
Several figures appeared, led by Uncle Kun.
At this moment, he was holding half a knife to cut steamed buns in his right hand, chewing in his mouth, and his face was full of happiness.
"Here!"
Sharp-eyed people noticed Ikekawa, and at first glance, it was as if they had discovered some kind of deity.
Surprised and awe-inspired.
"Little brother, you surprise me so much!" Uncle Kun's small eyes drooped with light and dazzling.
"Don't be surprised, find a place, let's talk, just the two of us. Chikawa said lightly.
"Good!"