Two skinny survivors walked towards Jiang Fei with happy smiles on their faces.

He was an old customer of Ping'an Shopping Mall.

"I just thought he was seeing things, but I didn't expect it was really you, Boss Jiang."

"I don't know if you still remember me. When I was in Kyoto, I often went to the Heian shopping mall to buy instant noodles."

"Boss Jiang, when did you come to the Huaxia base?"

"This afternoon." Jiang Fei asked:

"Do you know where Ping An Grocery Store is?"

They both nodded in unison.

One of the short men said:

"The grocery store is on the back street. I'll take you there."

"You just got here and you're not familiar with the road yet."

Jiang Fei and the other four followed the short man to the back street he mentioned.

There are not many shops open here, only two or three here and there.

There was a wooden board standing in front of the door of one of the shops.

It says "Ping An Grocery Store" on it.

The door was not closed, so Jiang Fei walked in.

Lu Yu and others followed closely behind.

The two survivors took them to their destination and left.

The shop is not big, about 20 square meters, with two rusty shelves and a wooden counter.

On the shelves were plastic bags of stale rice, bulk noodles, compressed biscuits, expired sausages, wrenches, screws, candles...

The store was empty, and I could faintly hear conversations in the lounge at the back.

"Eat more... You're not feeling well..."

"No... leave it to the child..."

Jiang Fei followed the source of the sound to the lounge.

Gently push open the wooden door.

Jiang Zhengkang, Cao Xiuhong, Jiang Xiaoshi, and Yao Jin squatted at a low table to eat.

There is a pot of plain noodles on the table.

Scars of varying depths remained on the four people's rough, dark skin.

Some are frostbite scars, and some are burns left by acid rain.

The flesh that Jiang Fei once had is now gone, and everyone is as thin as skin and bones.

Jiang Fei felt a little sad.

"Uncle, we are back."

When they saw Jiang Fei suddenly appear at the door, the four of them were all stunned.

Jiang Zhengkang forgot to suck the noodles in his mouth, and they slipped back into the bowl.

"Feifei?"

"It's me"

Bang--!

Jiang Zhengkang stood up too quickly and hit his knee on the low table.

He seemed not to feel the pain, and limped to Jiang Fei, looking at her carefully.

To make sure it wasn't a dream, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes roughly.

"Now that I'm dead, I'll have the nerve to see your mother..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Cao Xiuhong came over and slapped Jiang Zhengkang on the arm, then helped him sit down.

"Your feet are not in good condition, so stand less."

Only then did Jiang Fei notice that Jiang Zhengkang's feet were abnormally swollen as if they were deformed.

The skin on both feet was pitch black, as if necrotic.

"Uncle, your feet..."

"When the second extreme cold came, I froze and hurt my bones."

Jiang Zhengkang said in a relaxed tone: "I have seen the doctors at the base. They said I was lucky to have saved my foot and not had it amputated. They told me to walk less and stand more."

"Don't talk about me, talk about you."

Lu Yu and the other three also walked into the lounge.

Su Liuyuan, Ling Zhaorui, and Xiao Chuxia talked about their experiences over the past six months.

Jiang Fei and Lu Yu added a comment from time to time.

He also knew what had happened to Jiang Zhengkang and the other three over the past six months.

Last year, a tsunami suddenly hit and four people were separated by the sea.

Jiang Zhengkang picked up Cao Xiuhong, and the two survived by relying on supplies floating on the sea.

After drifting for an unknown amount of time, Jiang Zhengkang and Cao Xiuhong arrived at a small island.

There were supplies left on the island after the sea water receded, barely enough for two people to live on, but who knew that extreme cold would come.

Jiang Zhengkang gave all his warm clothing to Cao Xiuhong, and he himself suffered frostbite in many places.

That's when my feet got frozen.

Fortunately, the two met the military who were transporting supplies to the logistics warehouse. They followed the team back to the Huaxia base and reunited with Yao Jin and Jiang Xiaoshi.

Yucai Academy had a lifeboat prepared by Cheng Pingwei in advance, so Jiang Xiaoshi and several classmates and teachers survived the tsunami.

While drifting, they rescued three or four survivors, including Yao Jin.

They encountered the military forces before Jiang Zhengkang and Cao Xiuhong and went to the Huaxia base.

Thanks to Xu Qianyao, the four people were given priority to live in resettlement housing and received free treatment.

They also met Wang Quezi by chance at the base.

Wang Quezi knew that they couldn't find jobs, so he helped them open this grocery store.

If you have a shop to run, at least you won’t starve to death.

Two-thirds of the supplies in the store were delivered by Wang Quezi.

As for Cheng Pingwei, Xiao's mother, Xiao's father, Gu Yunshan, and Jiang Zhengkang, they had never seen each other.

Ling Zhaorui asked doubtfully, "What about Niu Er?"

Yao Jin unconsciously clenched his hands: "He committed suicide."

"We found a piece of wood on the sea, but the combined weight of two people was too heavy, and the board could only accommodate one person."

"At first, Niu Er and I took turns on the plank, and the other one stayed in the sea water."

"But after soaking in water for a long time, our skin became wrinkled, vesicles appeared, and we were even on the verge of death from hypothermia."

"Niu Er didn't want me to suffer any more, so he secretly broke off a wooden thorn and pierced his own throat."

"It was also at noon that day that I encountered Xiaoshi and his crew's lifeboat."

"Just a moment later, Niu Er wouldn't have to die."

At the end of his speech, Yao Jin's voice became choked.

Niu Er is the personal bodyguard his father hired for him.

He is a simple person but has good ability.

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