Reborn in the last days, I hoard goods to support my teammates

Chapter 15 Just feel free to do your own thing

The burning lasted for several hours, and corpses were added continuously during the process, which slowed the progress. The burning work was not completed until nearly evening.

With a tired body and a heavy heart, she knocked on the door of her residence. When she came out, Qiao Yun did not bring the key to the entrance door.

What I'm afraid of is that if something unexpected happens, someone with evil intentions sneaks into the villa with the key.

Qiao Yun knocked on the entrance door, "Grandma, it's us."

There were rapid footsteps inside the house, and after a while, the door opened.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Nan Sumei smiled happily and said, "Come in and rest for a while. You have worked hard today."

In fact, Nan Sumei had been waiting for their figures to appear by the window of the guest bedroom on the second floor.

After entering the house, everyone collapsed on the sofa. Nan Sumei said that she would do something good to reward everyone today.

Zhao Liang, on the other hand, was alone in the kitchen with Nan Sumei with a lot of thoughts.

"What's wrong, A Liang, are you too tired?" Nan Sumei felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Zhao Liang, and she also noticed something was wrong with him.

Zhao Liang took a deep breath, spread out his arms and hugged Nan Sumei, burying his head on Nan Sumei's shoulder and almost couldn't help crying, "It's okay, I just want to hug you."

The actions of the two people in the kitchen attracted the attention of everyone in the living room. "He has been acting strange just now." Tong Tianhui whispered in Qiao Yun's ear.

"Say less." Cen Gui rolled his eyes at Tong Tianhui, got up and went into the kitchen to help.

Zhao Liang said that he would go upstairs to rest for a while and asked Tong Tianhui to call him after lunch.

Zhao Liang returned to the bedroom and quickly locked the door. He leaned against the door and sat on the ground, holding his knees with his hands and sobbing softly.

The image of the two old men losing their lives in front of him was still echoing in his mind, and he did not dare to imagine what would happen to him the day Nan Sumei left him.

Zhao Liang has been brought up by Nan Sumei and his grandfather since he was weaned. Although his parents are very good to him and give him enough living expenses every month, he has not seen his parents several times since he was a child.

Every Chinese New Year, his parents always come back on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year and then leave in a hurry, so in his heart Nan Sumei and his grandfather are the closest people.

He recalled the night when his grandfather passed away. He and Nan Sumei lay on the bedside crying, crying and hugging each other.

I still remember Nan Sumei choking and saying: Ah Liang, from now on there will only be two of us left.

From then on, Zhao Liang vowed to protect his grandma and let her live a good life.

He was fully prepared before going out today and vowed in his heart that he must grow up in order to protect his grandma from being harmed by the world.

But the moment the old man fell, he couldn't hold on any longer.

He was afraid. He was afraid that if he failed to protect Nan Sumei one day, she would fall in front of him like this.

He thought that one day Nan Sumei would leave him, that he might never be able to eat the food cooked by Nan Sumei again, and that he would never hear Nan Sumei call him A Liang affectionately again.

Zhao Liang bit his arm. He didn't want Nan Sumei to know, and he didn't want his grandma to worry.

Even if his arm was bitten with deep teeth marks, Zhao Liang would not let go.

Nan Sumei downstairs understood the situation from Qiao Yun and then understood why Zhao Liang was so abnormal.

She didn't say anything, she just silently took down a bowl of Zhao Liang's favorite Yangchun noodles and brought it upstairs.

Nan Sumei stood at the door of the guest bedroom. She did not try to open the door.

She understood that Zhao Liang didn't want to be seen at this time, so she just knocked on the door gently, "Ah Liang, I ordered a bowl of noodles for you. I will leave it at the door for you. You need to eat if you are hungry."

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Putting the bowl carefully at the door, Nan Sumei stood in front of the door and finally couldn't help but shed tears.

She squatted in front of the door and pressed her face against the door, murmuring softly, "Grandma, your life is in good hands. Just worry about Liang and do your own thing."

Seeing no response from the room, Nan Sumei stood up, wiped the tears from her face, turned around and went downstairs.

After all, there are several children waiting for him to cook downstairs.

After the footsteps outside completely disappeared, Zhao Liang dared to say softly, "Grandma, I will protect you."

Seeing Nan Sumei come down with a sad face, everyone didn't know what to say.

Qiao Yun and Cen Gui helped Nan Sumei prepare dishes in the kitchen.

Tong Tianhui went upstairs and stood at the door of the guest bedroom.

He also sat on the ground against the door, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Hearing faint sobs in the bedroom, he hesitated for a moment before speaking his first words.

"Do you think the old lady can rest assured that you look like this now?"

The words that were as plain as water were like a silver bullet that instantly penetrated Zhao Liang's heart. He stopped crying, opened his eyes wide, and his lips trembled.

Seeing that there was no movement inside, Tong Tianhui seemed to have heard what he just said. He shook the cigarette ashes to the ground and sighed.

"At least you have someone you want to take care of." I wanted to tell Zhao Liang about his wife, but after thinking about it, I still couldn't say it.

The unspoken words melted into the smoke, were inhaled into the lungs, turned into white smoke and exhaled, and finally dissipated in the air.

Neither of them spoke. Zhao Liang hugged his knees and sobbed uncontrollably, while Tong Tianhui smoked one cigarette after another. They were just back to back through a door.

Until I finished smoking a cigarette, the smell of food could be heard from downstairs.

Tong Tianhui put out the cigarette on the ground, patted his butt and stood up, "If you don't come out, your noodles will be lumpy. Don't waste the old lady's good intentions." After gathering his emotions, he went downstairs to have dinner with Qiao Yun and the others.

After Zhao Liang waited for Tong Tianhui's footsteps to disappear, he stood up shakily, opened the door a crack, picked up the bowl of noodles at the door and closed the door again.

Looking at the Yangchun noodles made by Nan Sumei herself, with a piece of poached egg fried specially for him on top, tears fell unsatisfactorily.

He ate the noodles in big mouthfuls. The noodles were already lumpy and the flavor was naturally not as good as when it was freshly cooked. However, Zhao Liang still devoured it in one mouthful.

Zhao Liang ate with great care, not even leaving a drop of noodle soup.

I don't know whether it was Nan Sumei's cheerful face or Tong Tianhui's comfort that had an effect. Zhao Liang finally cheered up, washed his face and went downstairs.

When everyone saw Zhao Liang coming downstairs with red eyes, they greeted him as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, are you awake? Come on, the spicy and sour cabbage made by grandma is really delicious." Qiao Yun waved to Zhao Liang, pulled out the dining chair beside her, and motioned for Zhao Liang to sit down.

Although Zhao Liang was half full just now, he still had to give some face.

Zhao Liang simply rinsed the dirty bowl of noodles and sat down on the dining chair with the bowl in hand.

Nan Sumei happily served half a bowl of rice to Zhao Liang, and everyone finished their dinner happily.

(End of chapter)