This is an independent female protagonist story. It involves rebirth, spatial abilities, hoarding supplies, post-apocalyptic survival, and occasional team-ups.
Disasters include earthquakes, ...
Li Meng naturally had no objections. The fact that the thousand work points were not taken back was a huge surprise to her, and she was very grateful for it.
Wang Zhuo felt uneasy because of Liu Jingyan's presence, and he replied somewhat hesitantly, "What nonsense are you thinking? You are my wife, the mother of my child, how could I think like that? You've gone out for a while and gotten yourself all wild, what nonsense are you spouting?"
Li Meng's eyes blazed with anger, but before she could retaliate, He Ru slapped her across the face first: "My daughter has finally come back, what are you saying now? Let me tell you, if you want to continue living like this, you'd better live properly. If you don't want to, you can get out now!"
Upon hearing her mother's words, Li Meng felt a pang of disappointment. She stopped speaking and coldly walked past Wang Zhuo to search for her child.
Walking to the bedside, by the candlelight, Li Meng saw that her child seemed to have lost even more weight. Her heart ached. At that moment, she truly didn't know if it was worth it for her child to live such a painful life.
Li Meng took off her cold coat, rubbed her hands and cheeks to warm them, and then carefully touched her child.
As if sensing something, she suddenly opened her eyes, stared at the woman's face for a while, and recognized her as her mother. Her face immediately lit up with a smile, but in an instant, she burst into tears like a wronged kitten, reaching out and calling for her mother to hug her.
Seeing that there was no more excitement to be had, Xia Qing gave Wang Zhuo a warning look and then turned and left.
Seeing the tense atmosphere and fearing another lecture from the mother and daughter, Wang Zhuo tried to slip away: "I'll just stay out for the night. Mom, you and Mengmeng have a good talk. I really don't have those kinds of thoughts. Um, Jingyan, you stay one more night. Try to find a new place to stay tomorrow. My house is too small now."
After saying this, Wang Zhuo turned and walked away quickly without waiting for He Ru and Liu Jingyan to respond. He Ru sighed as she watched his retreating figure.
At 8 a.m., the temperature was already minus 78 degrees Celsius, and most of the construction progress of the shelter had come to a standstill.
Xiao Yi was looking at the telegram in his office, pondering how to reply to his superiors about the recent situation, when suddenly a group of people knocked on his door.
"Captain Xiao, how have you done your job? Your enforcement team must give us an explanation!" The leader questioned Xiao Yi with immense anger.
Following behind this group were two other groups of people. Xiao Yi frowned. In this freezing weather, why did all these people come here? What happened?