Chapter 245 Chapter 245 "Alas, why is it so...
"Oh, how come the egg benefits for regular employees were canceled just when I was officially hired?"
Zong Kangping was a little discouraged.
As soon as I got in, I encountered the reform that doubled my workload, and now I am faced with the cancellation of the meal benefits and egg benefits.
All the bad things happened to these newcomers.
"We're fine. Even if we lose a little, we're not going to starve."
A colleague sympathized: "My sister's former colleague's godmother spent thousands of points to rent a stall in the underground park. As you know, the underground park was converted into a dormitory. It was so disappointing."
Zong Kangping couldn't believe it: "No compensation?"
My colleague waved his hands helplessly: "There's nothing we can do. It's not just them. Everyone else who rented a stall is in trouble. Those who made a fuss were arrested. We can only suffer in silence."
Zong Kangping sighed.
Ever since the Third Elementary School was attacked by the tentacle monster and the giant bird, life in the shelter has been getting worse and worse.
The pickles that came with the free white porridge were gone, and the porridge became thinner and thinner, so light that you could almost see a person's face clearly in it.
My colleague said with envy, "Isn't your wife working in the cafeteria? I guess you guys don't have a shortage of food."
Zong Kangping's heart suddenly rang loudly.
He sighed deeply, his face gloomy as he said, "Before, we could still eat the leftovers from the cafeteria. Now, don't even think about it. If you dare to steal or eat anything, you will be fired."
"You see, we have two children and three adults in our family. Life is tough. We're all tightening our belts."
"You're still the best. One person feeds the whole family. If I'd known this day would come, I wouldn't have gotten married. The pressure is so great I can't sleep at night."
This complaint was 70% genuine and 30% fake, but my colleague showed admiration and sympathy on his face: "No matter how hard it is, we can't let the children suffer. Just bear it, and things will get better one day."
I hope so.
Zong Kangping is far less optimistic than his colleagues. He always feels that people's lives will only get worse for a long time to come.
Even though the other ground shelters are still safe for the time being, once they are breached by monsters, the only safe underground shelter will become the last hope.
By then, the number of people seeking refuge in air-raid shelters will only double and double again, ushering in an era of population explosion in shelters.
(Although it has exploded now.)
Zong Kangping separated from his colleagues at a fork in the road. He was exhausted and looked listless, like a wilted eggplant.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Zhang Shuhui opened the door, reached out and hugged her husband, and whispered softly in his ear: "Today I have your favorite carrot and pork rib soup. The two children wanted to eat it, but I didn't let them touch it. I was just waiting for you to come back."
Zong Kangping felt warm in his heart: "If the children want to eat, let them eat. It's not a big deal. They have been having a hard time these days."
Zhang Shuhui: "That won't work."
She reached out and patted the dust off Zong Kangping's shoulders, feeling distressed: "You are the pillar of our family, and working on the farm is so tiring..."
All the mental fatigue was swept away.
Zong Kangping picked her up and said, "I have such a good wife and two babies. I'm not tired at all."
Zhang Shuhui was stunned for a moment by the sudden leap of her body. After coming to her senses, she patted her husband's shoulders repeatedly and said, "Put me down. The child is still here."
Both of them recalled the scene when their son was peeking at them and saying "shame on you".
Zhang Shuhui felt even more embarrassed.
Zong Kangping said, "If they dare to talk nonsense, they won't be able to drink pork rib soup today."
Zong Yipeng, who heard the conversation in the dormitory, immediately covered his eyes and shouted, "I didn't say anything nonsense, you can't punish me."
Zong Kangping: ...
Zhang Shuhui: …
Zhang Shuhui: "Put me down, quickly!"
Zong Kangping cursed him in his heart as a bad boy and reluctantly put his wife down from his arms.
When will this situation end?
Zhang Shuhui closed the dormitory door, lowered her head to straighten her clothes, and waited until the blush on her face faded before turning on the small rice cooker.
"Hey, where's my dad?"
"Someone wants to see Dad, but he's out."
It is called medical treatment, but in fact it is just massaging people's acupoints to relieve pain and discomfort.
After all, He Junxia does not have a medical license and does not work in a hospital or clinic, so he cannot prescribe medicine or give injections to people.
However, it is difficult to see a doctor when you are sick, the treatment costs are high, and various medicines are in short supply. Instead of going to the hospital for treatment, most people prefer to find a private doctor for cupping and acupuncture.
As long as you don't die
Zong Kangping: "Then let's drink soup after Dad comes back."
He glanced at the small electric cooker, which was almost filled with crystal clear radishes and white ribs.
Drink soup?
It’s right to eat meat.
Zong Kangping was stunned for a moment: "Why is it so much? How much did it cost?"
The amount of food in this pot would cost at least a hundred points if sold in the cafeteria, which is their family’s income for several days.
Zhang Shuhui: "I didn't buy it. It was the medical fees my dad received from patients."
Zong Kangping smacked his lips.
Rich people are rich no matter where they are. Such a delicious meal can be regarded as medical expenses.
"Our dad is still awesome."
Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.
He Junxia pushed the door open and walked in: "What are you talking about me?"
Zong Kangping: "You're amazing! Shuhui and I can't even give you one physical therapy session after working for several days."
He Junxia took out six pieces of fruit candy wrapped in colorful transparent paper from his pocket and handed them to the two children: "Each of you take half. You can only eat one a day."
Zhang Shuhui was surprised: "Dad, you bought it?"
She loved eating this kind of fruit candy when she was a child, and after eating it, she would flatten the transparent candy wrapper and put it away carefully.
When the sun comes out, I will take out the colorful candy wrappers in the sun and show them off to my good friends.
He Junxia: "Medical expenses."
The price of his home therapy sessions depends on the client's family situation. For example, the carrot and pork rib soup in the pot came from a mid-level manager at the shelter, while the six small fruit candies came from a dual-income family.
If the family is too poor to afford the treatment fees, he will symbolically ask the other party to owe him the money and pay it back when he has the conditions.
As long as you don’t lose money, you’re making money!
Zhang Shuhui laughed and said, "The two kids got the advantage again. I treated them badly, but I didn't treat their mouths badly."
She put the cold rice she brought back from the cafeteria into the steamer and heated it with the steam from the pot. After a while, the small dormitory was filled with the aroma of pork rib soup.
The two children were drooling.
Zhang Shuhui picked up the rice spoon: "Dad, this is yours, Kangping, this is yours...eat as much as you can today."
"Thank you, Mom."
Zong Yipeng bit a piece of pork ribs, and in a few seconds, he peeled the meat off the bones, and then quickly stuffed a few big mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.
Zhang Lingjia's eating manners were a bit more refined, but not too much. He drank the soup and ate the meat in big mouthfuls, chewing until the white cartilage crackled.
After being vegetarian for so long, it was rare for us to have a good meal with meat, vegetables and soup. Everyone was so busy eating that they had no time to talk.
Of course, due to age restrictions, the two children were the first to lose.
Zong Yipeng said with his round belly: "Mom, I'm so full, I hope my stomach won't burst."
Zhang Shuhui: …
Zhang Shuhui: "If you feel full, take a break and talk less. You can digest the conversation quickly."
She turned around to check on her daughter, but found that the little person next to her had disappeared. When she looked again, she saw that the person was lying on the bed.
Zhang Shuhui burst out laughing.
Smart and clever.
The family happily had a big meal. Zhang Shuhui took the small rice cooker and prepared to go to the sink outside to rinse it. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she ran into the neighbor next door coming out.
"Hey, Miss Zhang, you're sneaking out to eat delicious food at home again. It smells so good."
The aunt with a typical mean face spoke in an extremely mean way. She looked at the pot in Zhang Shuhui's hand with her triangular eyes and glanced towards her dormitory.
Zhang Shuhui resisted the urge to roll her eyes, slammed the door shut, and said with a smile, "Auntie Wang, look at what you're saying. We don't have any good things at home. We're not like you, who buy whatever the kids want to eat."
She didn't want to waste time with this person, so she turned around and walked away without giving him a chance to talk to her again.
Aunt Wang looked at Zhang Shuhui's back with an indignant expression. Why was she pretending? She could already smell the food. She must be hiding in the dormitory eating meat.
People nowadays are so selfish and stingy. They eat all the food secretly and don’t even think about sharing it with their neighbors. Poor her baby has become thin due to hunger.
And that damn old guy, a stinky masseur, I don't know what he's doing in someone else's house. When I asked him to come over for some physical therapy, he always said he didn't have time.
It's not like he's short of money!
Aunt Wang became angrier and angrier as she thought about it. She turned around and yelled, "What are you standing there for, you little bitch? Go wash your clothes."
The timid little girl came out with difficulty, holding a large blue basin full of clothes, with her head lowered and not daring to look at her.
"He looks so cowardly, no wonder he's a money-loser."
Aunt Wang closed the door impatiently and strode towards the toilet, completely ignoring her granddaughter who was struggling behind her.
They look more like strangers than grandparents.
However, a girl who was also doing laundry saw this and lent a hand to help, giving the little girl a chance to rest.
“Gurgle…”
The little girl's stomach was rumbling, but others could only ignore it, including the person who had carried the little girl's clothes along the way.
After all, these days everyone is short of food and clothing. If they can't even get enough to eat themselves, how can they have the kindness to help others?
The reason why doing good deeds is an excellent virtue worthy of praise is that people who do good deeds need to make selfless material or spiritual contributions.
Zhang Shuhui stepped forward and said, "Daya, I'm going to the bathroom. Can you help me watch the pots and pans?"
: "Well, Aunt Zhang, you go."
To ensure that everything went smoothly, the little girl simply stopped what she was doing and stared at the pots and pans beside her, fearing that someone would take them away secretly.
A moment later, Zhang Shuhui came out of the toilet. She walked over to the little girl, grabbed her hand, and said with a smile, "Daya, thank you for your hard work."
Feeling the hard object in the palm of her hand, Daya looked up in surprise, met a pair of gentle and smiling eyes, and smiled as well.
I wish she was also Aunt Zhang’s child.
They are not related by blood, but Aunt Zhang and Grandpa Zong always secretly give her food. They will definitely treat their own children better.
Pengpeng and Jiajia are so lucky.
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