Chapter 118 Seizing the Opportunity

By the fourth or fifth day, people started asking about Mu Qingyu's house next door.

Since these people were all brought by Qin Zhaoxian, Aunt Mei regarded them as her own people, and she explained the situation of Mu Qingyu and Mu Qingrong next door to them clearly.

She even told others about Ji Susu next door and her three children.

That night, someone smashed the gate to Mu Qingyu's courtyard. The gate was very sturdy and couldn't be broken open, so someone climbed over the wall and got in.

They attempted to break down the door or window and enter the house.

Fortunately, everything Mu Qingyu installed was exceptionally sturdy; neither the doors nor the windows were broken open.

That night, Aunt Mei did hear the noise. The banging on the door was especially clear in the darkness.

She just didn't dare to come out and look at it in the middle of the night.

The next day, looking out the window, one could see that Mu Qingyu's house door had been smashed and dented, and the yard had been ransacked.

Fortunately, there was only a broken-down car in the yard, and nothing of value.

There's no need to guess; there are only so many people in the village, so who else could have done it?

From that day on, Aunt Mei started hiding at home again, refusing to open the door for anyone. Even when Qin Zhaoxian tried to coax her, she stubbornly refused to open the door.

For the first few days, those people could still get some food and drink from Aunt Mei, but ever since Aunt Mei refused to open the door to anyone, they have been left with nothing but the northwest wind.

They then realized that their approach that night was wrong—they hadn't actually lost both their wife and their money. They needed to change their strategy.

So those people immediately started apologizing and playing the victim, trying to persuade them, and Qin Zhaoxian even tried to calm them down, saying that they were just too hungry to think straight.

Qin Zhaoxian then told Aunt Mei about their experiences on the road, how they encountered zombies, how terrifying the zombies were, how many people were killed, how they died, how they had no food or water along the way, and how so-and-so lost a relative... They were all fleeing together, and everyone was pitiful, and so on.

They finally managed to persuade Aunt Mei to accept them again.

With free meal tickets again, those people finally behaved themselves for a few more days.

However, their covetousness for Building No. 3 has never disappeared.

They even planned to squeeze Aunt Mei dry before forcing her to hand over the keys to Building 3.

Their thinking was that since the Mu siblings next door had such a connection with Aunt Mei, and entrusted her with looking after the house before leaving, they would definitely hand over the spare key to Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei simply didn't want to tell them. But in reality, Mu Qingyu would never hand over the house keys to Aunt Mei.

It's possible to hand it over to Mo Huaiyu, but it's absolutely impossible to hand it over to Aunt Mei!

Moreover, those people believed that if Aunt Mei, who was being protected by Mu Qingyu, had so many supplies, then Mu Qingyu's own house must have even more supplies!

Perhaps every inch of space in Building 3 is crammed with supplies. The more they thought about it, the more eager they became to open the door of Building 3.

However, the time is not yet right; they are still waiting for an opportunity.

It was quite a coincidence; this opportunity actually came about.

Since arriving in this village, Qin Zhaoxian has arranged for several people to guard the village entrance every day, mainly to observe the outside world, such as whether outsiders or zombies have come.

As it turned out, a group of disheveled refugees actually arrived yesterday.

They had also fled the city, hiding in back alleys and winding their way here. There were only four or five of them, not much of a threat, and they were in a terrible state.

Qin Zhaoxian then took them in.

During casual conversation, they learned about Mu Xiangbei's identity and naturally started talking about the Mu family. Because Lü Peng was present, he couldn't help but ask a few more questions when he heard about the Mu family. Others then mentioned that the owner of Building No. 3 was named Mu Qingyu.

Mu Xiangbei then slapped his thigh and said, "Isn't that my niece?"

After some discussion, they came up with this whole thing this morning.

Lu Peng wasn't really part of their group, and his wife's mental state had always been poor. After he and his two companions settled into Building No. 2, they stopped getting involved in their affairs.

Besides Qin Zhaoxian's suggestion that everyone take turns standing guard at the village entrance.

Aside from having a meal at Aunt Mei's place on his first day there, Lü Peng didn't go back to her house for meals again.

They only had a few things left on them. Whenever he had free time these past few days, he and his two companions would search the old houses in the village.

Although Ji Qingqing and her group had already searched the house thoroughly, if they were careful enough, they could still find some things that had slipped through their net.

In particular, Lü Peng found a vat of water in a room. The water was from before the apocalypse, but it was unknown how long it had been stored.

But no matter how long the water had been stored, it was water that had not been contaminated by the apocalypse. He and his two companions found containers and secretly collected it back in the middle of the night.

The main reason Lü Peng followed these people to Aunt Mei's courtyard was to see what they were up to. He also wanted to confirm whether the house next door truly belonged to Mu Qingyu, or if it just happened to be someone with the same name.

Lu Peng's rebuttal displeased not only Mu Xiangbei, but also the others: "What a coincidence! A family with the same name?"

At this moment, a man who had been silent until now finally spoke up. He was burly and had a scar on his face, though it was fresh.

He spoke in a low, muffled voice that always sounded sinister: "You don't need to argue anymore. Whether you're relatives or not is completely unimportant."

The scarred-faced man walked through the crowd to the front and stood in front of Aunt Mei.

Theresa May immediately felt immense pressure!

“Actually, whether or not this relative is here, we are going to open the door to Building 3 no matter what,” Scarface said on behalf of the others.

"As you said, there's food and drink in that house, oh, and medicine, right? And the things in that house can only be more than in your house, not less."

“Look at us, ragged and emaciated, with no food or water, yet we still have to patrol and be responsible for the village’s safety!”

"But right now there's a safe house full of food, and you won't let us touch it? Aunt May, don't you think you're being incredibly selfish?"

"So we deserve to starve to death?"

"But...but those aren't your things..." Aunt Mei was moved by his words, but her long-established values ​​still made her realize that those things belonged to someone else.

The scarred man sneered, clearly unwilling to waste any more words with Aunt Mei. He turned to Qin Zhaoxian and said, "Mr. Qin, please say something. Today, no matter what, Aunt Mei must hand over the keys to Building No. 3! If she doesn't, fine, we will naturally not do anything to her for your sake."

“But I don’t believe that with so many of us, we can’t break down the door to the next room!” the scarred man said fiercely.