Apocalyptic Natural Disasters: Hoarding Billions of Supplies to Survive

(Apocalypse + Natural Disasters + Rebirth + Space + Hoarding + Not a Saint + Zero-cost Shopping + Strong Male and Female Leads + Pets + Slice of Life)

Torrential rains, tsunamis, toxic fog, e...

Chapter 3: Dog bites dog!

Chapter 3: Dog bites dog!

Before Wang Jianye sat down, he saw that most of the food on the table had been eaten.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, Zhao Meihua glared at him and he could only sit down angrily.

Seeing Zhao Meihua's family sitting around the dining table, Han Ying secretly said what a pity.

If they had sat down a few minutes later she could have shown off the whole table herself.

"Mom, can you buy me a tablet? My classmates all have them. Yesterday, Zhao Song and his friends showed off in front of me, saying that our family is so poor that we can't even afford a tablet, and they won't let me play with it anymore!"

Here it comes, Han Ying said in her heart!

As soon as Wang Mingliang sat down on the chair, he saw that the food on the table was almost eaten up.

Although he felt somewhat dissatisfied, he would not forget the purpose of his mother asking Han Ying to come back for dinner today.

Wang Mingliang's face was full of grievance. Although he was speaking to Zhao Meihua, his eyes were looking at Han Ying, who was eating with her mouth full of oil, wanting to see her reaction.

Unfortunately, Han Ying only had eyes for spare ribs, chicken wings, and braised prawns, and didn't pay any attention to Wang Mingliang at all.

"What are you buying? That tablet is so expensive, Xiaoying. I remember your tablet cost 7,000 or 8,000 yuan. How can we afford it?"

Zhao Meihua put down the chopsticks in her hand and touched Han Ying next to her.

"Eight thousand five. There are cheaper ones, too. There are plenty of them for a few hundred dollars!"

Han Ying could no longer pretend not to hear Zhao Meihua's touch on her arm.

"I don't want a cheap, cheap one that costs a few hundred dollars. What will Zhao Song and the others think of me? I can't afford to lose face! I want something like my cousin. I want it!"

After hearing Han Ying's words, Wang Mingliang threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and knocked a prawn on the plate into the trash can beside the table.

Looking at the big shrimp that fell into the trash can, Han Ying secretly said what a pity.

If the people who knocked the food down were not Wang Mingliang's family, she would pick it up and eat it herself.

What’s the point of eating something picked up from the trash can? After the apocalypse, there won’t even be garbage to eat!

I wonder if Wang Mingliang will remember the big shrimp that he knocked into the trash can today after he is starving at the end of the world!

"Eight thousand five! That's easy to say, but how can we afford it?"

"We are not as rich as my cousin. Let mom buy you one worth a few hundred dollars. You can make do with it. It's okay to be laughed at. After all, this is the condition of our family. Don't you think so, cousin?"

Wang Shiqi is a sophomore in high school this year, and the person she is most jealous of is her cousin Han Ying.

Not only is she beautiful but she also has a good figure. Although her parents are dead, they left her a lot of wealth.

Although I don’t know exactly how many there are, her mother said that her uncle and aunt are both artists, one is a painter and the other is a dancer.

Making money!

It must be several million!

She saw her cousin dancing in the room several times, and her graceful dancing made her eyes almost red with jealousy.

She secretly filmed it and tried to dance it herself when she got home, but she couldn't even coordinate her hands and feet.

"Didn't I buy you a 5,000-plus-yuan laptop a few months ago? You're taking the college entrance exam next year, so studying is more important. Why don't you give your laptop to Xiaoliang first?"

"Just concentrate this year. When you get into a good university, your uncle will definitely buy you a better one than mine. After all, your uncle's salary has increased, and he has also given you a lot of bonuses!"

Han Ying burped, looked at the few dishes left on the table, put down her chopsticks, and said with a smile.

After hearing Han Ying's words, Zhao Meihua looked at her in confusion. How come she didn't know when her husband got a salary increase and a bonus?

How did Han Ying know this?

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I get a raise? When did I get a bonus?"

When Wang Jianye heard Han Ying's words, the chopsticks in his hand paused. After seeing the confusion in his wife's eyes, he immediately questioned Han Ying loudly.

"Yesterday, Saturday, I went out with my classmates. In the lobby of Sanxin Hotel, I saw my uncle and a female colleague talking at the counter while checking in a room. I thought you might be busy with work so I didn't bother you."

Han Ying scratched her head, and then continued in a doubtful tone, whispering in a voice that everyone could hear:

"Did I recognize the wrong person? But that person is obviously my uncle, how could I have recognized the wrong person?"

When Wang Jianye heard Han Ying talking about Sanxin Hotel and booking a room at the counter, his head buzzed.

He raised his hand and was about to slap her to tell her to shut up!

But when she saw Zhao Meihua, who was sitting next to Han Ying, her eyes had turned red and a flame seemed to be about to erupt.

Zhao Meihua was trembling all over and was about to lose control and pounce on Wang Jianye.

Han Ying was still studying the space in her rented apartment yesterday. How could she have the time to go to Sanxin Hotel?

This information was told by Wang Jianye’s lover in his previous life after he came to him.

But Han Ying wasn’t sure whether the time was yesterday!

She didn't even know whether that lover was his colleague!

At least it should be before today!

But that's how things are, and Zhao Meihua will find out for herself.

She didn't need to worry about it.

The food was almost finished and the fire was lit.

Han Ying touched her bloated stomach and felt that she didn't want to stay with this family for even a second.

He took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth, then walked straight to the entrance, dragged his suitcase, opened the door and left.

She knew that the family no longer cared about her, so the tablet computer issue naturally had nothing to do with her.

After closing the security door, Han Ying turned around and took one last look.

If the terrain of this residential area was not low and her house was not on the 5th floor, Han Ying would never leave here.

Han Ying didn't know that her home had turned into a battlefield from the moment she walked into the elevator.

Zhao Meihua looked at Wang Jianye's guilty look and could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

He pounced directly at Wang Jianye and scratched his face until it was covered with scars.

Wang Jianye kept saying that Han Ying was talking nonsense and trying to sow discord!

He really was on a business trip yesterday and didn't go to the Sanxin Hotel at all.

But Zhao Meihua refused to listen and snatched his phone away.

After some checking, I found that there was actually a private space on his phone!

Zhao Meihua threatened him with divorce to force him to open his private space, and the things inside were simply disgusting!

The conversation between her husband and the vixen was so intense that it made people blush.

We even took a lot of photos and videos of the two of them doing things in the hotel!

Zhao Meihua was so furious that she grabbed the kitchen knife and was about to chop off the troublemaker under Wang Jianye.

However, siblings Wang Shiqi and Wang Mingliang seemed to be unable to see their parents’ quarrel.

The two were in Wang Shiqi's room, fighting over the tablet computer worth more than 5,000 yuan that Han Ying had bought for Wang Shiqi.

Even a fight broke out!

Although Han Ying didn't see these, she could probably guess them.

After all, she knew very well what kind of people this family was after experiencing the end of the world.

Han Ying's parents passed away when she was just 18 years old.

At that time, Han Ying resented them, blaming them for leaving her alone to climb the snow-capped mountains for their own enjoyment, and eventually being buried under the snow-capped mountains.

Han Ying's aunt, Zhao Meihua, does not have the same surname as her.

Because she was brought here by her grandfather's second wife after Han Ying's grandmother passed away.