Shi An and Fanhua went all the way out of the community and came to the urban area of the city.

Most of the supermarket storefronts, daily necessities and food were swept away.

However, they were lucky enough to find a commissary that had not been raided.

Shi An carefully kicked the door open with a baseball bat and entered.

After searching for a long time, he didn't find a dangerous zombie, and he scratched his head suspiciously.

It stands to reason that this kind of place where there are no "zombies" entrenched should have been swept away a long time ago.

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But he looked at the things on the shelves, and hardly moved.

Out of the commissary, Shi An looked around.

It's not very remote here, why can't anyone find it?

Are they all blind?

Or, like last time, he went shit luck again?

What he couldn't figure out, Shi An gave up for the time being.

He walked inside with Fanhua, looking for sacks to fill things, and at the same time instructed Fanhua to take what he wanted to eat and use.

"Xiao Fan, don't get out of this commissary."

"Xiao Fan, do you know if you follow closely?"

When he was taking things, Shi An didn't forget to look back at the movement of the flowers behind him after a while.

Yin Yin's instructive appearance is very much like the "old mother" whose son is about to go on the expedition!

Fanhua ignored him, and was overturned, so she hummed softly.

Standing in place and waiting for a while, Shi An took enough of what he needed.

"Let's go." He said.

"Is that all you need?" Blossom looked at a large bag in his hand.

"Hmm," Shi An nodded.

"It's not easy to have a place to eat in the last days, so let's leave a little. Wouldn't it be desperate if someone, like us, came hungry and found nothing? ”

"Xiao Fan, you have to remember, we were lucky to find this here as a gift from God. We should be grateful, and leave others a way to live, this is a good child! Xiao Fan, you must have thought so in your heart, right? ”

Flowers:......

You're the only one who thinks so, don't think about it.

As soon as she was about to refute, she saw that Shi An had already come to a conclusion on her own: "Brother confirms, Xiao Fan thinks so." ”

Flowers:......

She was too lazy to say a word.

Walking out of the commissary, Shi An looked around left and right to see that there was no one, and as if he was doing a trick, he took out a big skittle candy from behind him and handed it to Fanhua.

"I found it in there just now, Xiao Fan, give it to you!"

The colorful colors of the Skittles in front of me are like the arc hanging on a sunny day after a rain.

Fanhua raised her head slightly, and what met her was Shi An's eager expectant expression.

The eyes that smile very sunny and can dispel all the gloom are full of sincerity at the moment.

There are two lines written there:

Hope she likes it.

Hopefully she'll take it.

The sweet taste of Skittles is familiar, and at this time it comes from the end of the memory over the mountains.

When she first came here, she was most impressed by the sweetness, the Skittles.

Blossom stretched out her hand and took the small stick of Skittles from Shi An's hand.

On top of the thin stick, a candy wrapper with a cute pattern is wrapped in a transparent candy wrapper, and a thin strap is glued to the bottom of the candy wrapper.

The sunlight refracted with a crystal coveted light, which was the sweet taste of sugar.

In Sister Shi An's expectant gaze, Fanhua tore open the candy paper and put the rainbow-colored candy in her mouth.

Looking at Shi An, the corners of her mouth showed a shallow arc.

"It's sweet, thank you."