Hua Mi hurriedly left the material warehouse of City B, and she didn't call Tang You's garrisons, and got on the Hunan B Expressway alone.

On the Hunan B Expressway, there are still many survivors who trek on rainy nights like her.

Because of the barricades set up in front of you, the more you go in the direction of City B, the more survivors there will be.

A lot of them were parked on the side of the road, they couldn't walk, and there were no barricades to get over them.

None of them drove because there was no smooth communication between their city and City B and Xiangcheng, and even if there was gas in the car, they couldn't drive.

In this case, it is the most reliable to walk to City B or Xiangcheng with both legs.

The closer Hua Mi got to the barricades, the more survivors she found, and the gang that set up the barricades on this kind of black rumbling pavement was quite professional.

They set up a wire fence on the wide Hunan B highway and piled sandbags on it.

Behind the sandbag, there is a row of cars parked behind it, and a row of people tied to the roof of the car.

A snow-bright searchlight, erected high, illuminates the barricade inside and out.

Hua Mi secretly cursed "stupid B", and wore goggles to count the gang of thieves inside and outside the barricade.

If you look closely, the row of people tied to the roof of the car is actually her wrecker team!!

"Listen, all of you, pass by, hand over half of all your supplies, and you can pass, or else you will end up like them!"

In the loudspeaker next to the searchlight, a voice came out, full of domineering.

It pointed to the wrecker team on the roof of the car.

Meaning, if the survivors on this road want to cause trouble, they will be tied to the roof of the car and tortured.

The survivors who were passing by were all exhausted, and they just wanted to hurry through this barricade to go to Xiangcheng or City B to buy supplies.

Depending on their location, it may be closer to City B.

As the barricades approached, the survivors numbered more, crowded into a black crowd, waiting to cross the barricade in an orderly manner.

Hua Mi was far away, standing behind a dense group of people.

She wondered how to do it.

By the way, let's see how this group of people blocked the road and robbed, so as to accumulate experience.

But there were too many people in front of her, and she had no wings to fly over.

There was a family on the side of the road, the woman was holding a crying baby in her arms, and the man on the side took out half a bottle of mineral water and covered the woman and the child with the rain cloth on his body.

"Give her some water first, there is no milk powder now, and there is no condition to brew milk powder."

Hua Mi stood behind the crowd and watched, next to the family, were two old men with crutches in their hands.

The old man trembled and took out a piece of moon cake from his pocket, broke it into two pieces, took the small one himself, and gave the big one to his wife.

And the crowd that was squirming forward, suddenly stopped, and then there was a commotion, and someone shouted,

"I have no money, no money. This money is going to be kept to buy supplies in City B, and I can't give it to you."

Because both Xiangcheng and B can buy supplies with money, this barricade not only requires passers-by to hand over half of their supplies, but also requires them to take out nine-tenths of the money on their bodies.

It's too much of a bargain.

A group of men rushed out of the barricade, punched and kicked the man who shouted that he had no money, and finally beat him half to death and threw him on the side of the road, preventing him from crossing the barricade.

Hua Mi frowned, not interested in squeezing people to the front again.

When will she get to the front of the barricade?

So she broke away from the line, walked to the parent holding the baby on the side of the road, tilted her head and asked,

"How old is this kid?"

"Do what?"

The man was full of vigilance, protecting the mother and son behind him, his eyes glaring at the flowers.

Hua Mi smiled,

"Don't do anything, just be just curious, this kid is so young."

As she spoke, she took out two yellow-orange oranges from her raincoat, and asked the woman behind the man very seriously,

"Can such a young child drink orange juice?"

The woman shook her head, and nodded again,

"Actually, no, but in this environment, I don't have milk, and I have fed rice soup to our children."

They still have one last can of milk powder, but according to the rules of the gang who set up the barricades, they have to take out half a can of milk powder.

This last can of milk powder was found by her husband with great difficulty.

Along the way, unless the child is hungry and can't stand it, they don't make milk powder for the child, and most of the time, they are trying to make some porridge and give the child rice soup.

Therefore, milk powder is very precious to them.

So the couple decided not to go through the roadblocks, at least, before handing over half a can of milk powder in their hands, they would feed the child first.

Hua Mi stuffed the two oranges in his hand to the man in front of him,

"Then you can eat, and then feed the children when you are done."

"This"

The man was a little surprised, holding two orange oranges in his hand, not knowing what to say.

I saw Huami hand over a QR code again,

"9.9 a, please sweep 19.8 to me, thank you."

It's asking for money.

The man and the woman were stunned, and the man hurriedly took out a wet wallet from his pocket,

"Me, my phone doesn't have a signal, is it okay to pay cash?"

"Yes."

Hua Mi agreed, the last time Chi Chuan and his friends dragged a few bags of cash from City A, at first Hua Mi thought that her cash register system could not use cash, but as soon as she deposited the cash in the warehouse, the amount in the cash register system rose.

The man gave Hua Mi a hundred-dollar bill,

"Give, only this face value anymore, you. Is there anything else to sell? ”

Hua Mi took out a set of newborn onesies,

"I see that the cloth of your family bag for the child is soaked, let's change the child's clothes."

"Okay, okay, thank you, thank you."

The man said that he was grateful, when he took out the hundred-yuan bill at the beginning, he actually didn't think that Hua Mi could come up with any other materials.

As a result, this dry space cotton newborn jumpsuit is exactly what his children need.

It is not easy for such a young child to come here with his parents alive.

Children born and raised in this environment have to be more resilient than weeds to be viable.

The woman holding the child also stood up and said thank you to Hua Mi repeatedly.

Hua Mi turned to the two old men holding moon cakes, also gave one person an orange, and accepted 20 yuan in cash from the two old men.

There was no way, she didn't have change to look for, so she took out a box of small chaihu granules, opened it, took out a small bag from it, and handed it to the two old men.

"If you don't have any cash to find, a small packet of small chaihu granules will be used as change."

The survivors around her all turned their heads and stared at her.

When everyone is hiding and tucking the supplies, does this little girl know what she is doing now?

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