I Farm and Survive in the Apocalypse

Bi Qiao'an lay weakly in the ice and snow, watching the heavy snow bury her alive. Thinking back to her three years of solitary survival in the apocalypse, her consciousness gradually blurred. ...

Chapter 387 Touched

Shen Yanming took out a set of thermal underwear from his spatial storage and put it on, then took out a sweater and long johns and put them on, and finally put on his work clothes.

Considering the intensity of the work ahead, Shen Yanming decided to take out a few large meat buns from his spatial storage to fill his stomach first. After eating until he was half full, he tucked Bi Qiaoan in and then tiptoed out of the tent.

Little did he know, Bi Qiaoan opened her eyes the moment he left. She had been awakened by the cold wind the instant the curtain was lifted.

Bi Qiaoan didn't get up either. She waved her hand and released the goose to guard it, while she continued to catch up on sleep in the warm bed.

Ah, the wind blows and the snow falls, just like winter.

After drinking a bowl of thin porridge, Shen Yanming went to report to the ruins. To his astonishment, he couldn't find his own main force.

Following the jumbled footprints in the snow, they finally found Li Gangtie and the others. After replacing one of them, Shen Yanming joined the rescue operation.

Leaving them aside for now, even though this group of people hadn't slept all night, they were still full of energy. Just thinking about their brothers trapped under the rubble gave them inexhaustible strength.

At 8:30 a.m., Bi Qiaoan was awakened by the quacking of the goose. She had barely opened her eyes when she heard someone call out from outside the tent, "Qiaoan, are you up?"

"Hey! Wait a minute!" Hearing Zuo Xiangqun's voice, Bi Qiaoan quickly put on a down jacket over her pajamas, then lifted the curtain and asked, "So early, is there something you need?"

"It's getting late, isn't it? We've been up and working for hours. But it is early for you. Hehe, it's nothing, I just thought you might be hungry, so I got you a bowl of porridge. Drink it while it's hot."

Bi Qiaoan didn't refuse, and after taking it, she smiled and said, "Thank you so much. I'll bring the bowl over after I finish drinking."

"What are you giving me? These are your bowls! Qiao An, did you just wake up and are you still not fully awake?"

Bi Qiaoan glanced at it and realized it really was her own bowl. She smiled awkwardly, "It really is! If you hadn't called me, I probably would have slept until noon!"

“It’s really cold today, it’s good to stay warm under the covers. If it’s really not warm enough, I’ll bring your stove over in a bit, and you can warm yourself up.”

"Don't even think about it. Even if you bring it over, you can't put it in the tent. Are you going to leave it outside for me to roast in the sun?" Bi Qiaoan rolled her eyes with a smile.

"Alright, alright, then we'll leave it over there. By the way, after you finish drinking, just put the bowl outside the tent. I'll come back and collect it when I bring you lunch. It's snowing outside, and the ground is slippery. If you can stay inside, do so and be careful not to slip," Zuo Xiangqun patiently instructed.

"I understand. As long as I don't need to use the restroom, I'll stay comfortably in the tent."

"Okay, if you need to go to the toilet, you can just stand outside the tent and yell for me. I can't go in with you, but I can still take you to the door. The weather's bad today, so let's both be careful and not be dramatic, okay!"

Bi Qiaoan nodded and smiled. Although she found Zuo Xiangqun a bit nagging, he did take good care of her.

"Okay, I'll head back now. I expect the shift change will be back soon."

"Wait a minute, take this back!" Bi Qiaoan bent down and handed all the medicine packets she had left behind to Zuo Xiangqun. "There are labels on them, clearly stating their uses. You can decide what to do with them."

"This...you're not leaving any for yourself?"

"No, I asked my husband yesterday, and he said this medicine packet can be used to brew a large pot of medicine, which will make better use of it for you. In addition, my husband also prepared some commonly used medicines, so we can deal with any unexpected situation."

Zuo Xiangqun had already witnessed the potency of these medicine packets yesterday, and they had planned to boil them again with water today. They hadn't expected Bi Qiaoan to give them such a wonderful surprise. He said excitedly, "Thank you! On behalf of the brothers in the guard team, thank you!"

"No, no, no, I can't bear it."

Bi Qiaoan quickly waved her hand, "It is because of you that this country is so stable. In the face of disaster, you are always the ones who rush to the front line. So, the ones who should be thanking are ordinary people like me, who are sheltered under your wings. It is my honor to be able to make a small contribution."

However, I'm ashamed to say that due to insufficient preparation, we only have a few medicine packets, so everyone will have to make do with them.

"No, no, no, it's already very good. You've really come in a time of need. And don't underestimate them. These few medicine kits have saved the entire camp a lot of medical resources." Zuo Xiangqun looked at Bi Qiaoan with burning eyes, his gratitude impossible to hide.

Bi Qiaoan smiled sheepishly, "Alright then, I'll shamelessly accept your thanks."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zuo Xiangqun left. Watching his retreating figure, Bi Qiaoan seemed to understand Shen Yanming's feelings.

It was a feeling of gratitude mixed with helplessness. They longed to lend a helping hand, but were constrained by the secrecy and dared not act rashly. Watching the guards suffer and toil, yet still contributing to the disaster area, they held the supplies, but could only feel guilty and ashamed.

Ugh, it's pure psychological torture!

After Zuo Xiangqun left, Bi Qiaoan looked at the still warm porridge with only a few grains of rice at the bottom of the bowl and couldn't help but sigh.

She took out a salted egg from her spatial storage, peeled it, and put it in a bowl. Then she added two strips of dried meat, and the bland white rice porridge instantly became fragrant. With two steamed buns, Bi Qiaoan ate her fill.

But she wasn't in a good mood at all. She was thinking that the guards working on the ruins might not even have enough to eat.

Sigh, she might not have felt such compassion for disaster victims, but facing a group of selfless guards, Bi Qiaoan really felt a little uncomfortable.

Forget it, I'll wait for my husband to come back and then we can discuss what to do. Otherwise, as a pregnant woman, I'll be powerless to do anything I want to do.

The snow stopped in Suzhou at noon, and as soon as the sun came out, the temperature rose rapidly. In less than two hours, the snow on the road melted.

Then everything was muddy.

To avoid getting mud all over her shoes, Bi Qiaoan tried her best not to leave the tent, but no matter how well she hid, she still had to go out to use the toilet and show her face.

I just came out and heard that the guard team brought back several guards today. I don't know if they fainted from hunger, exhaustion, or heat.

It wasn't until almost midnight that Shen Yanming returned. He was carrying a sweater and long johns in his left hand and thermal underwear in his right. The moment he lifted the curtain, he saw Bi Qiaoan leaning against the pillow staring at him.