Chapter 173 The Poor Kid in the Apocalypse 3

Shen Ci pushed open the car door, her high heels clicking on the cement floor. She had already seen Shen Dabao's current situation through the system while she was in the car, but seeing it with her own eyes now, she couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart.

The child in front of me was so thin he was just skin and bones. His big eyes stood out against his thin face, making him look like a big-headed alien.

His short-sleeved shirt was dirty and torn, and his shorts hung loosely around his waist, making him look like he had just run out of a refugee camp.

These clothes are clearly ill-fitting and obviously not his own. They've taken over the child's property and assets, yet they still abuse the child like this. Such family members have no conscience whatsoever.

Is this really modern China? Shen Ci felt a pang of sadness. Are these still children living in the city?

"Hello, is there anything you need to buy?"

When Shen Dabao saw the guests arrive, he forced a smile, his lips were dry and cracked from the sun.

Shen Ci didn't answer, but pretended to go shopping and pushed open the door to enter the supermarket.

The supermarket was quite large, with more than a dozen shelves filled with goods. These were all properties left by Shen Dabao's father, but now this family shamelessly occupied them under the guise of taking care of the child.

Beside the folding table, a family of three was enjoying their meal. There were crabs, lobsters, and chicken legs on the table, but not a single dish was prepared for Shen Dabao.

The family of three ate their meal inside the house while the fan was blowing, and they wouldn't even give a bowl of leftover rice to Shen Dabao outside the door. Is this what family is?

Seeing someone come in, the aunt greeted them, "What do you want to buy? Take a look and find the child at the door to pay."

A surge of anger rose in Shen Ci's heart, and he let out a cold laugh.

"Eat? I'll let you eat your fill!"

She suddenly squatted down, grabbed the legs of the folding table with both hands, and lifted it up sharply. The bowls, chopsticks, and plates on the table crashed to the ground, shattering and scattering fragments everywhere, which flew high into the air!

My aunt's family was stunned by this sudden turn of events. They couldn't react for a moment and stared at her with wide eyes. This happened too suddenly!

Who would be so kind as to suddenly come to someone else's house and overturn the table?!

While they were still stunned, Shen Ci quickly returned to the car, took out a black stun gun, and Shen Dabao at the door was so frightened that he opened his mouth wide and stood there dumbfounded.

This customer actually dared to hit his aunt's family! That's incredible! In his young mind, his aunt's family was the most authoritative force in the world, the ones who could control his destiny.

Shen Ci held the stun gun in one hand and gently grasped Shen Dabao's dirty little hand with the other. It was the mark left by a whole day of work. A child's hands at this age should be soft and tender, but Dabao's hands were covered in calluses.

Shen Ci squatted down and looked him in the eye.

"Dabao, Mommy's back."

Shen Dabao stared blankly at her. More than a year of separation had made his mother's appearance blurry in his memory. This person claimed to be his mother.

But Shen Ci's gentle eyes felt familiar and reassuring to him, perhaps because no one else had ever looked at him so gently without being harsh.

He was too young when his mother left, and he couldn't remember what she looked like or how she felt.

At this moment, Auntie finally realized what was happening and pointed at Chen Ci, screaming.

"It's you? What are you doing back here! I've been taking care of your child for so long, and instead of being grateful, you dare to come and cause trouble!"

"You have no conscience! If you didn't want the child in the first place, why are you back now?! Get out! Get out of my house right now!"

Shen Ci sneered, raised the stun gun and pointed it at her aunt's nose, just one centimeter away from touching it.

"Taking care of children? Is this how you take care of them?"

You seize your children's property, don't feed them, and force such young children to work, while your own children are enjoying a life of luxury!

Who would want such treatment? They clearly just want to seize the family fortune, yet they say it so grandly—shameless!

This directness enraged the uncle, who was embarrassed and embarrassed. His secret desire to avoid being seen was suddenly exposed. He roared and lunged at him to hit him, but Shen Ci didn't dodge at all and shoved the electric baton directly into his body.

With a sizzling sound, my uncle convulsed and collapsed to the ground, the air filled with the aroma of meat. The speed was incredible, a testament to the power of technology.

"Aaaaaah! Murder! Help!"

The aunt screamed in fright and hurriedly tried to take out her phone to call the police, but Shen Ci hit her wrist with a stick, and the phone fell to the ground with a thud, the screen shattering into a bag of cracks.

Now only their son Kang Kang is left. This chubby ten-year-old boy, seeing that his parents have been subdued, actually dares to rush up and try to hit Chen Ci.

"If you dare to bully my parents, I'll beat you to death!"

My mom said Shen Dabao is a bastard, and all these things are mine! Don't even think about taking them!

Without any mercy, Shen Ci slapped the electric baton on Kang Kang's fat arm. Kang Kang immediately screamed and pulled his hands back. In an instant, his mouth shut, and the world went silent.

This little fat boy is already so overweight at such a young age; it's all thanks to Da Bao's family fortune.

"Tie up your husband and son."

Shen Ci ordered her aunt to throw over a bundle of rope.

"Why should I listen to you? You say what you want, why should I listen to you?"

Aunt refused, even arguing stubbornly and looking very unconvinced. Shen Ci remained silent, only raising the electric baton silently. She immediately gave in, trembling as she tied her husband and son tightly with rope.

Strength is the only truth, and this has become even more evident after the apocalypse.

Shen Ci closed the supermarket door, put away her aunt and uncle's cell phones to prevent them from calling the police, then took a bottle of milk from the shelf and scooped a bowl of still warm rice from the rice cooker.

"Take whatever you want to eat. This supermarket is yours, and everything here is yours."

Eat whatever you want.

Shen Dabao looked at her in disbelief. These were all his? But his aunt never let him touch them. His aunt had said that if it weren't for them, these things would have been stolen by bad people long ago. He was never allowed to eat anything from the supermarket.

But hunger eventually overcame fear, he asked in a low voice.

"Can I eat instant noodles?"

Since his parents left, he has never eaten instant noodles again. Instant noodles are the best thing he can think of now; they taste delicious and are hot. At home, he usually only eats leftovers, and there are generally no side dishes.

Shen Ci felt a pang of sadness and quickly made him a bowl of braised beef noodles. The child hadn't eaten junk food for so many years, so it wouldn't hurt to have it once in a while.

The aroma of instant noodles filled the supermarket, and Shen Dabao wolfed them down.

Meanwhile, as Shen Ci had instructed, her aunt had tied her husband and son up tightly, leaving only the sound of Shen Dabao slurping noodles in the supermarket.