Chapter 798: Volcanic Eruption. Dispute

Lao Chu invested all his points into the western medicine clinic. He was about to make money, but it was ruined by a volcanic eruption.

He looked at the remaining 120 points and sighed.

Ordinary protective clothing costs 30 points per set, and a breathing mask costs 15 points per piece. You need to wait at least 20 days to make an appointment.

There are upgraded versions out there, with protective clothing costing 200 points and breathing masks costing 120 points. Isn't this like a robbery?

He only had enough points to buy a breathing mask.

Looking at the 40 or so people around me, I could only resist the urge to buy one first.

"Someone's packing up and leaving again. What a lucky person." Someone nearby muttered, drawing envy from the people around them.

The people who left were a mother and daughter, who had already put on protective clothing and were walking towards the door under the guidance of staff.

"Didn't you say that someone in your family can get protective clothing?" A young girl not far away beat the man next to her who was much older than her.

"Don't worry, Asong will come to pick us up soon." The man comforted.

"That's what you said three days ago. How can I believe you?" The woman felt very aggrieved. If it weren't for the fact that his family had some points, she would never have married an old man whose children were security guards.

"If you don't believe me, go get the protective clothing yourself." The man got tired of listening to her complaints every day.

The woman curled her lips, knowing the current situation, and stopped talking.

In the past few days, people have been leaving the air-raid shelter one after another, which has made the others a little anxious. The main reason is that the food has not been distributed on time recently, and they have to urge them several times, and only once a day, which is obviously to force them to use their points to exchange for protective clothing before leaving.

In fact, considering the location of their building, breathing masks should be enough. Some people went out with breathing masks yesterday. However, the government has designated the area south of the Central Square as a heavily polluted area, and according to regulations, protective clothing is required, so most people want to buy protective clothing.

Gurgle——

After watching the fun, Lao Chu heard the people around him growling in their stomachs.

The man felt a little embarrassed and moved to a place farther away from Lao Chu and continued to sit.

There are many people here with Feng Zhuoyi, and they are all middle-aged men. Even if they don't move for a whole day to reduce consumption, they still can't resist hunger.

The Ye family has not saved much in recent years, and the whole family can only afford to buy one and a half gas masks. He hopes that his son or daughter-in-law will go out first, but these two people will not agree.

Lao Chu brushed the dust off his thighs and prepared to get up to talk to Brother Touxi about whether today's food could be delivered earlier.

The thin-haired man is called Han Tai, 45 years old, and all his family members were lost when he fled. But as soon as he stood up, Cui Nan called him.

"Uncle Chu, this is what my aunt asked me to bring over."

He came trotting over holding a cloth bag, followed by his "silly brother".

"It's delicious, you guys eat it." The silly brother followed.

Old Chu hurried over. They couldn't talk about food loudly now. Although they all knew that many people here still had supplies, they kept them in their hands and didn't show them at all.

"Shhh."

He put his index finger to his mouth to remind Cui Nan's silly brother that Mr. Ye had been giving him acupuncture frequently in the past few days and he had become much more sober.

He nodded heavily and shrank his neck to show that he understood.

Cui Nan handed the package to Lao Chu and whispered, "Uncle Chu, this is the coarse grain steamed bun my mother gave you."

Old Chu showed a look of joy, stretched out his hand and then retracted it. No one could be full at this time.

"Well...you guys can take it back and eat it. The uncles can hold on."

Cui Nan stuffed the package into Lao Chu's arms and said, "Just take it."

After saying that, he ran away, and the silly brother followed him with a smile. He still remembered that this uncle's children gave him a lot of delicious food, and now he can't forget the taste.

Old Chu wrapped the package stiffly, and after a while he opened a corner. Inside was indeed a fist-sized whole grain steamed bun. Judging from the size of the package, there were more than twenty of them.

Oh, when Xiao An comes back, I must thank them very much.

He was suddenly shocked by his own thought. Since when did he start to rely on his underage daughter?

He thought he lived a free and easy life and was never bound by anyone or anything. Even though he saved Xiao An, he didn't accompany her all the time.

Of course, he didn't think Xiao An was a burden, so he gave her all the love and money he could give, so that she could grow up smoothly. But at the same time, he also didn't regard her as a responsibility, educating, accompanying, and caring for her like a real father.

What is he doing now? Let his daughter take care of him in his old age?

"Old Chu..." Feng Zhuo saw him staring at the whole grain steamed bread in a daze and shouted, "What are you daydreaming about?"

Lao Chu smiled awkwardly and asked Dachun to share the steamed buns.

There were 27 steamed buns in total. He asked Dachun to give two to Han Tai and give the whole one to the Ye family, and then divide the rest.

"Do you miss Xiao An? She will be fine." Feng Zhuoyi comforted Lao Chu who sat back down.

Old Chu did not deny that he knew Xiao An's abilities better than anyone else, but he felt ashamed of his over-reliance on his daughter.

His love for Xiao An is enough to make him sacrifice his life for her, and he also knows that Xiao An will risk her life to protect him, but the meanings of life and freedom are different.

"Old Feng, if I stay in Sheng Tang in the future, you won't dislike me, right?" Old Chu suddenly said.

"Are you willing to stay?" Feng Zhuo's eyes lit up. He thought that Old Chu would leave with his daughter. He could see that Chu An would never stay in Sheng Tang.

"I'm just asking." Old Chu was afraid that his daughter would not agree to him staying, or would stay here for him. He had never made any compromises for his daughter, so naturally he didn't want her to sacrifice anything for him.

"It's really boring." Feng Zhuo took a bite of the whole grain steamed bun, turned to the side, and said after a while, "Of course I hope you stay. I don't have any friends here."

Old Chu smiled and was about to speak when Father Ye came over to thank him and offered him half a piece, but Old Chu refused.

"You and Mr. Ye's injuries have just recovered. You need to eat more. Hey, it would have been better to let you follow Wang Heran to the mine. Now it seems better than staying here."