Chapter 95 Meng Ci, Who Do You Like Most?
"You guys...are really amazing!"
It's already this time, and you still dare to get pregnant. You can't even take care of the adults, let alone the children.
That's why Meng Ci was so surprised when he found out that Zhang Mingtian's wife was pregnant.
How can pregnant women get enough nutrition at this time?
As for things like prenatal checkups, I’m afraid I won’t be able to find a doctor if I have children again in the future.
These two people are really brave.
Aren’t you afraid of difficult labor or giving birth to a deformed baby?
It’s no wonder Meng Ci thought things were so bad. It was actually written in the novel that in the end times some pregnant women were malnourished or ate mutated things and gave birth to deformed children.
Zhang Mingtian sighed, "My wife and I are both in our thirties, and we have been married for so many years but have no children."
“We thought maybe someone had a problem.”
"But we have a good relationship and we didn't want this to ruin our relationship, so we didn't go for a checkup."
"Who knew that my wife would get pregnant this time."
When Zhang Mingtian first learned that his wife was pregnant, his first reaction was to ask her to have an abortion.
After all, how can we raise children in this apocalyptic world?
But Zhang Mingtian’s wife and mother didn’t think so. They believed that the birth of the child at this time must be a good omen.
Therefore, they all persuaded Zhang Mingtian to agree to keep the child.
As for Zhang Mingtian, he was also looking forward to having a child with his wife, so he agreed to this ridiculous decision.
After all, it was someone else's family affair, so Meng Ci couldn't say much and could only let the matter go.
Then he started asking about refugee resettlement sites.
Zhang Mingtian told Meng Ci what he knew.
When the villa area that Meng Ci bought was first built, only one hundred buildings were built.
The occupancy rate of this villa area is only one-fifth.
The government occupied the villas between 51 and 100, and then the government decided to let the residents of those villas between 51 and 100 move to the unoccupied villas in the first 50.
After demolishing most of the villas, they built houses along the hillside all the way up the mountain.
Each house is only about ten square meters and has an iron bed inside.
At least eight people live in one room.
Of course, there are also larger houses, which require people with special abilities to obtain.
Migrant workers who can make bricks and build walls are the top priority in refugee resettlement sites.
Doctors, who are scarce in the apocalypse, are also recipients of preferential treatment.
Urban white-collar and blue-collar workers like Zhang Mingtian were glamorous before the end of the world, but became useless after it.
His shoulders cannot carry anything, his hands cannot lift anything; his limbs are too lazy to work, and he cannot tell the difference between the five grains.
They can only sink to the bottom.
Digging soil, shoveling snow, doing the hardest work every day, but getting the least food.
Therefore, after knowing that they could leave, Zhang Mingtian and his companions left without hesitation.
Meng Ci nodded when he heard this.
The villa Meng Ci bought originally was number 8, and the iron wall he built was definitely not occupied.
Meng Ci felt relieved and thought that he could move in after the blizzard was over.
After returning to the house, Meng Ci told Shen Que about the situation and revealed that he had a villa there.
When the blizzard is over, if there is any problem with this house, two people can move in.
Shen Que expressed no objection to this matter.
The Meng family used to be the richest family in City M. It was normal for them to have a villa in such a place where every inch of land was worth a lot of money.
During the meal, Meng Ci prepared a bowl of meat and rice for Bai Lang, and poured a lot of leftover vegetables and soup on it.
The white wolf is not picky about food and eats happily.
Meng Ci expressed satisfaction that the white wolf was not picky about food, and then began to think about giving the white wolf a name.
"Chen Que, do you have any suggestions?" Meng Ci asked expectantly.
Shen Que thought for a moment and suggested, “When naming animals, you can name them according to what you like.”
"For example, if you like to drink Coke, you can call it Coke."
"If you like braised eggplant, you can call it braised or eggplant."
Meng Ci originally thought that Shen Que's suggestion was not bad, but when he mentioned the braised eggplant later, he felt it was outrageous.
So Meng Ci supported himself with his hands and deliberately said, "My favorite person is a person named Chen Que."
"Then can I call Bai Lang Shen Que?"
When Shen Que heard this, he looked deeply at Meng Ci.
Meng Ci blinked, he was just joking, Shen Que couldn't be so serious.
"What did you just say?" Shen Que suddenly asked.
Of course Meng Ci couldn't say what he just said. He glanced around and said, "I didn't say anything."
Oh my god, I just accidentally confessed to Shen Que, it’s so embarrassing!
"You said that the person you like most is me." Shen Que said.
Forget it, now that I’ve said it, it’s too late to be shy.
"Yeah." So Meng Ci nodded and coughed lightly to acknowledge it.
Shen Que is so handsome and he cooks and sweeps the floor for him, so of course he likes him the most.
However, Meng Ci added in his heart that the person he likes most is himself.
Shen Que didn't care whether his hands had just washed the dishes or not, he pulled Meng Ci over and kissed him.
Meng Ci widened his eyes in surprise.
This, this is the first time that Shen Que has taken the initiative.
Unfortunately, there was no surveillance and I was unable to record this scene in time.
When the two people separated breathlessly, there was even a trace of silver thread.
Meng Ci quickly reached out to wipe away the saliva and pretended that nothing had happened.
However, Meng Ci said that he called Bai Lang Shen Que just to tease him.
After the heat on his face subsided, Meng Ci continued to think about the name of the white wolf.
Coke? Eggplant? Spicy noodles?
…
Meng Ci thought about it for a long time but couldn't find a suitable name for the white wolf.
I can only give up.
Forget it, forget it, as for the name, just let it go.
White Wolf is a catchy name.
At night, after bandaging the white wolf's wound again, Chen Que went back.
And Meng Ci entered the space.
Coming to the third floor, Meng Ci wanted to see if there would be any changes to the words on the wall.
However, after instructing Meng Ci to get endless water from the space, the words did not change.
Meng Ci could only leave the space with regret.
Lying in the warm bed, Meng Ci sighed comfortably.
The extreme cold has lasted for almost a month.
The snow was falling intermittently, not as heavy as expected.
The temperature dropped drastically, it was almost minus 40 degrees Celsius.
This was unbearable for Meng Ci, who had lived in the south before traveling through the book and had only seen snow a few times.
So I try not to go out on weekdays if I can.
However, there are too many people coming back now.
If they don't go out to look for things, but live a very comfortable life, people would probably think that they have plenty of food and firewood at home.
Then we will attack together.
They are a group of people who survived the fighting. I am afraid Meng Ci and his men may not be able to defeat them.
Therefore, in the next few days, even if Meng Ci was unwilling, he would still follow Chen Que out to find some firewood.
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