In the noisy confrontation, Hua Mi came to help with the medical garrison behind him.

From the warehouse in City B, they pushed out a board cart, and on the board cart, there were bottles of orange juice.

In the area of survivors on the other side, there was an immediate commotion.

At first, there were elderly people leading their children out of the ranks.

However, he was stopped by a powerful man.

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

"What are you going to do? We're all in this together, and you've been divided so easily? Get back! ”

When gathering these survivors, they took a lot of effort, and even selected the survivors with the elderly and children to convince them.

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

As long as everyone works together and unites, they can force the garrison to hand over the material depot.

When the time comes, the garrison will be driven away, and the entire huge material depot will be theirs.

This kind of rhetoric is very inflammatory, especially for those who are trudging through the rain, dragging their families with them, and having elderly people and children in their homes.

They were already hungry, and hunger gave them no time to think about anything, so they could only follow the instigators to the city B supply warehouse.

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

Yes, the purpose is to eat it in one bite.

The old man, who was stopped, took his grandson in his hand tightly, and said to the instigator who stood in his way,

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

This strange rain falls on the ground, and after a while, it becomes like jelly, and it freezes, and it doesn't flow at all.

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

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

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

Fortunately, I drank jelly water all the way and didn't see anyone poisoned.

Now the old people and children who are extremely thirsty, facing the rows of orange juice, no one can stop them from pounceing on the orange juice.

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

Seeing that the old man couldn't stop the old man from leading the child to divide from the 2,000 survivors, the instigated man showed a fierce face and directly took out a knife.

There was a frightened sound from the survivors' side.

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

It's just a deception of the good and a fear of evil, because everyone knows that the garrison will not harm civilians.

Even if the garrison has a gun in his hand.

"Go back!"

instigated the gangster to take a knife, pointed at the old man in front of him, and forced the old man to take the child back into the line of 2,000 people.

The old man was also scared, and the bright trumpet fruit knife was being handed in front of her.

The child in her hand shook off her grandmother's hand,

"No, I'm going to drink orange juice!"

The child pulled his legs and ran in the direction of Huami, so that he would not listen to the man with the knife.

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

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

Although Dad, Mom, and Grandpa had all gone far away, he knew that the garrison was a good person.

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

Those bad uncles are stationed with stones, and he doesn't want to play with those bad uncles.

The child ran away, and the man with the knife scolded "Niang Xipi", turned around, and stabbed the child in the back with the knife

"Ahh When the old man saw this, he shouted in horror.

"Ah!!h When the survivors saw this, they also shouted in horror.

Just as the knife in the instigator's hand was about to plunge into the child's back, a bullet shot out and struck the man in the temple.

A bullet passed through his brain, a splash of blood splattered, and the cartridge casings hit the ground.

The instigator stood in place, and before he could react, his eyes only saw that the child had already run in front of Hua Mi.

He fell to the ground, and the last thought was, carelessly, he shouldn't have been sure that the garrison would not shoot.

The gun shot the first bird, and he became the first bird to be killed by the garrison.

Who else?

The survivors, who were originally noisy and imposing, fell silent for a moment.

It was as if it had crashed, and he didn't even dare to move.

There was silence on the garrison's side, and there was silence on the survivors' side.

In fact, there is nothing to say about this, what happened just now, everyone can see it clearly.

If it hadn't been for the garrison shooting, the little boy would have been killed by the man with the knife.

So no one can blame the garrison for this.

Thanks should also be given to the garrison for saving a child.

The child's grandmother followed the boy with palpitations and ran in front of Hua Mi.

In 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.

Looking at the old man behind the boy again, Hua Mi asked:

"My orange juice is not for nothing."

"Huh?"

The old man didn't react, didn't he say that he could get the supplies for free when he came?

In the old man's puzzled gaze, Hua Mi pushed out a cart from behind him, on which was a large pile of mat grass,

"How about you drink my juice and help me weave a straw rope?"

Now straw rope is a consumable.

Because it is used to bundle up supplies, bundle stacks of materials and transport them to other places.

The straw rope woven by the mat grass is quite tough, and the weaving is simple, just a child, and it can be learned as soon as you learn.

The main thing is that Hua Mi has a lot of mat grass, and she never gives materials to others in vain, and Hua Mi is not kind enough to that extent.

If you eat and use her supplies, you have to provide her with some value, even children are no exception.

Hua Mi said to the child who was holding orange juice in front of her,

"Child, I'll give you another bun, how about you help me take care of a little baby?"

The baby boy sent by the garrison of City A was lying in the straw mat of the material warehouse, babbling and not knowing what to say.

The adults were busy and didn't have time to spend with him.

So Hua Mi plans to find someone to take care of this child.

The little boy holding the orange juice nodded obediently, and then looked back at his grandmother.

Grandma was also hungry, so she agreed to Hua Mi without hesitation.

"In addition to weaving straw ropes, I also weave other things, fans, straw baskets, carpets, and straw boxes. These little things, almost all of us of the older generation can do. ”

There is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure.

That's true.

Farewell, my printer.

I bought another one, because in the print shop downstairs, it costs one dollar to print one side, 20 sides to print, and three cents on one side.

As someone like me who has severe anxiety, I often have to print things out 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 guys have this strange way of decompressing.

(End of chapter)