In The End Of The Ice Age, I Hoarded Tens Of Billions Of Supplies

Zhang Yi glanced at her upon hearing this.

Zhou Ke'er was afraid that Zhang Yi would dislike her Holy Mother, so she hurriedly explained: "At that time, the snowstorm had just started, and I thought it would be over soon."

Zhang Yi smiled disapprovingly, put the phone on the table, and crossed his hands.

"That's not the problem."

"The supplies you gave should have been eaten long ago? How did she survive until now?"

Zhou Ke'er still had a spare rib in her mouth, and upon hearing Zhang Yi's words, she silently put the spare rib into the bowl.

"Lin Xiaohu died almost ten days ago because he didn't have any medicine."

Zhang Yi nodded, "That makes sense."

He suddenly laughed and said, "In the past, Lin Chunxia always said that Lin Xiaohu was her sweetheart, and she wanted to keep him in her mouth. She did what she said."

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help covering her mouth, and gave Zhang Yi a reproachful look.

"I'm eating!"

"Hahaha!"

Seeing the success of the prank, Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing.

He suddenly felt that living with a woman by his side was really more interesting.

At least one person wouldn't be so boring talking.

While he was talking, there was a sudden shout from outside.

The two turned their heads and looked out the window.

At 18#, about 40 meters away from 25# where they lived, a naked man was standing on the balcony, shouting into the wind with his arms raised high.

Immediately, under the gaze of two people, he swooped down like a diver.

Zhou Ke'er frowned slightly, and couldn't help sighing: "When did this snow disaster end?"

In the last days, there are not a few people who choose to commit suicide because they cannot see the hope of the future.

Zhang Yi shook his head, "Who knows? The changes in nature are beyond the grasp of human beings' current technological level."

"As long as we can live."

While the two were talking, Zhang Yi's cell phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at the name, and it turned out that it was Uncle You, the guard.

Due to the experience of the previous life, there are only two people Zhang Yi is willing to trust in this life.

One is Uncle You, and the other is Zhou Keer.

They all sacrificed for others, and obeyed the moral bottom line of human beings until their death.

That's why he allowed Zhou Ke'er to enter his home and become his servant.

And Uncle You is second only to Zhang Yi in hoarding supplies in the whole building.

Until now, the supplies in his home are still relatively sufficient.

A single man in his forties, with no children, who works as a doorman.

Such people, in order to save the cost of living, like to hoard cheap instant noodles and ham sausages at home.

Zhang Yi picked up his mobile phone and connected the call.

"Hello, Uncle You."

"Zhang Yi, hey, you... are you... are you okay now?"

Uncle You stuttered and smiled unnaturally.

Zhang Yi has also known him for many years, and he knows that at times like this, it is usually a sign of embarrassment because he wants something from others.

Zhang Yi weighed it in his heart.

If Uncle You borrowed supplies, you can give him some.

After all, this security guard, who has been a soldier for five years, is very skilled.

In the future, if something happens, you can pull him over to be a helper, block a gun or something.

So Zhang Yi was happy to give him some small favors.

"Uncle You, I'm fine now. It's just that there are more people in the family, and the supplies are consumed a bit fast."

He glanced at Zhou Keer.

Zhou Ke'er's face was reddish, and he lowered his head and continued to pick the rice.

"Oh, that's indeed a problem. The more people in the family, the more food, um, that's right."

Uncle You's tone gradually weakened, as if he was embarrassed to speak.

But after hesitating for a while, he still said, "Zhang Yi, I... want to ask you something."

"Uncle You, why are you being polite to me, just tell me. As long as I can help, I will try my best to help."

Uncle You said embarrassedly: "That's what happened. Xie Limei's daughter Tangbao has a fever, and I don't have any medicine at home."

"She's all red now, and her mother and I are dying of anxiety. You...do you have any medicine?"

Speaking of the latter, Uncle You's tone was trembling, full of prayers.

Zhang Yi's eyes were wide open, as if he had eaten a big melon.

Good guy, I didn't expect Xie Limei to find Uncle You as a taker!

This woman's vision is really good. Among so many bachelors in this building, she can accurately pick the blue chip stocks that are second only to Zhang Yi.

But thinking of Xie Limei's situation in her previous life, Zhang Yi instantly felt relieved.

She looked pitiful, but in the end she lived longer than Zhang Yi, obviously she was not as pure as she appeared on the surface.

Xie Limei is less than 30 years old this year, and her appearance is rated as 6 points, because she has a plump figure after giving birth to a child.

Uncle You has been a bachelor all his life, and he can't resist the temptation of such a mature woman.

Zhang Yi does not intend to meddle in other people's private affairs.

Xie Limei was able to hook up with a big grudge to raise a child for her, that was her ability.

Zhang Yi said: "So that's the case, Uncle You, congratulations!"

Uncle You was a little embarrassed, "Congratulations, it's just living with a partner. You know my situation, if it weren't for the snowstorm now, I wouldn't be able to find a wife at all."

Zhang Yi said: "I still have a few boxes of medicine here, come and get them later!"

Zhang Yi's tone was calm, but the key words "a few more boxes" revealed a key message.

That's him. Zhang Yi actually didn't have much antipyretics in hand.

But in the cold weather and lack of supplies, he decisively gave it to you, Uncle You!

You taste, you taste carefully, how righteous Zhang Yi is, how good he is to you!

Can you do it if you don't work hard for him in the future?

Sure enough, Uncle You was too excited to speak for a long time.

"This... Zhang Yi, how can I thank you for this!"

"You helped me a lot twice, and I, You Jiguang, will leave it here. As long as you can use me one day, if I say no, I won't be beaten by anyone!"

Uncle You swore excitedly.

Zhang Yi said with a smile: "Uncle You, what you said is just too much. We have been acquaintances for many years. In my eyes, you are the same as my uncle!"

"Don't say polite words to me, come and get the medicine quickly."

Zhou Keer on the opposite side of the table muttered, looked at Zhang Yi mischievously, and even made a face at him.

Only then did she realize that under Zhang Yi's stern and cautious appearance, there was actually such a cunning side.

After Zhang Yi hung up the phone, Zhou Keer asked curiously, "Is your relationship with Uncle You so good?"

Picking up the bowl and chopsticks, Zhang Yi said calmly: "The relationship between people is based on interests. This is even more obvious in the last days."

"Uncle You is a kind-hearted man with a strong force value, let him owe me a favor, maybe I can use him in the future."

Having said that, Zhang Yi suddenly paused.

Then he said: "And speaking from the bottom of my heart, I don't want the brilliance of humanity in him to dissipate in this last days. It is an extremely precious thing."