Chapter 251 Chapter 251 Heavy Fog
Time flies
The end of the year is coming
The two children have grown one year older, and their initially chubby round faces have become thinner, revealing delicate features.
He simply picks out all the good things about his parents.
Zhang Shuhui admired her and her husband's masterpiece with satisfaction, straightened her hair, and said, "Let's go out and play."
It was a big holiday and everyone wanted to have some fun, so the shelter organized a garden party and decorated the seventh and eighth underground floors.
There were so many people participating in the event that the specially widened road was crowded with people, and some people were selling snacks and drinks.
He Junxia and Zong Kangping each picked up a child to prevent them from being separated and lost in the chaotic crowd.
Colorful lights and big red lanterns are hung on the mud walls on both sides, and sometimes there are some exquisite window paper-cuts, which looks very lively.
Zong Yipeng looked at a child licking something while being held by an adult, and immediately shouted, "Grandpa, I want some maltose."
He Junxia followed his gaze and saw the maltose in the child's hand. She smiled and said, "Jia Jia, do you want some? I'll go buy some."
The vendor selling malt sugar was not far away. She didn't even have a stall, but just carried a small bag with a sugar jar and a small wooden stick in it.
When someone came to buy it, he would skillfully pick up a wooden stick and stir it in the sugar jar, stirring out a ball of malt sugar.
Zhang Lingjia nodded: "I want one too."
There is no child who doesn’t crave candy.
Although He Junxia would occasionally bring back some unexpired snacks when she went out to collect supplies, in the end, it was just for the two children to eat to their heart's content.
He Junxia held Zong Yipeng in her arms as she walked forward. As she got closer, she noticed several parents with children gathered around the vendor, all clamoring for candy.
"Mom, please buy it for me. It's Chinese New Year, so please buy me one."
"Alright, alright, boss, how much is it?"
"Four dollars each"
"It's such a small thing and it's so expensive."
"It's Chinese New Year, so the price will definitely be a bit higher."
"Forget it, just buy one. Stop arguing or I'll leave."
With the permission of his parents, the child closed his mouth contentedly and couldn't wait to take the malt sugar handed to him by the boss and put it in his mouth.
I wish every day was Chinese New Year.
"You're thinking quite nicely."
The parent rolled his eyes and forcibly pulled the brat away who had accidentally spoken out his true feelings.
He Juanxia stepped forward and said, "Buy two."
He hugged Zong Yipeng with one hand, and reached into his pocket with the other hand, taking out a small round card with the Chinese character "Ten" engraved in capital letters on it.
This is the new currency launched by the Shelter.
People can redeem points at banks at a 1:1 exchange rate, making it convenient for everyone to make change and use it.
Otherwise, it would be very troublesome to swipe the card, enter the password, and use facial recognition to buy any small items, and the shelter cannot provide a large number of card machines.
As for whether someone will commit counterfeiting or over-produce currency to purchase materials and disrupt the market economy?
That's not something He Junxia should consider.
Everyone is very smart. It is better to stock up on supplies than points and money. If the points currency expires one day, you won't fall to the bottom instantly.
At most, you can put a small amount of money in the account for use.
"Old man, here's two dollars for you."
He Junxia accepted the change, and Zong Yipeng took the two maltose candies and licked them: "Grandpa, so sweet."
He Junxia smiled: "Is it delicious?"
Zong Yipeng nodded heavily: "It's delicious. I think it tastes better than those fruit lollipops, but they're sticky."
That's natural.
If malt sugar was not sticky, it would not have become a must-have item for people in ancient times to worship the Kitchen God.
He Junxia joked, "Be careful not to get your teeth stuck off, or your mouth will turn into a colander."
Zong Yipeng was frightened but still reluctant to open his mouth. He just shook his head and said vaguely: "It's a replacement. My duck wings are fine."
He Junxia smiled but said nothing.
He found the other three people waiting at a paper-cutting stall. Zong Yipeng picked up another stick of malt candy and said, "Sister, this candy is delicious."
Zhang Lingjia took the malt sugar and had a paper-cut of a round-headed sparrow in her hand. The craftsmanship was not very sophisticated but very interesting.
The family has always treated the two children equally.
Zhang Shuhui smiled and said, "Pengpeng, take a look and see if there is any paper-cut you like. Buy one and take it back."
Hearing this, the boss started shouting loudly.
"Little brother, come and take a look! There are lions, tigers, puppies, Ultraman, Peppa Pig, and Baldy Wang..."
Perhaps they are determined to make money from children, so most of the paper-cuts sold in this stall are of styles that children like, and traditional paper-cuts of flowers, birds, and auspicious characters only occupy a small corner.
Zong Yipeng was dazzled by the various beautiful paper-cuts, and finally locked onto an Ultraman performing a classic attack move.
He pulled out the maltose stick and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, his tongue pressed against a strange hole, and there was a disgusting taste of rust.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh."
Zong Yipeng suddenly spat on the ground, but out of the corner of his eye he saw a white object on the uneaten malt sugar.
If it wasn't his teeth, then what was it?
Zong Yipeng was stunned. A few seconds later, a terrifying cry burst out of his throat.
"Teeth, my teeth."
"I have no teeth left, wuwuwu..."
Human joys and sorrows are not shared. The child cried so miserably, but the adults present were overjoyed.
When you are over six years old, it is time to change your teeth.
Zong Kangping mocked mercilessly, "Stop crying, little toothless bastard, your teeth are leaking."
The child suddenly cried even harder.
Zhang Shuhui suppressed her laughter and glanced at her husband, telling him to shut up. She walked over and said softly, "Come, let mom see which tooth is missing."
Zong Yipeng opened his mouth and sobbed. Zhang Lingjia also leaned over to look and even moved the malt sugar in his hand farther away.
She doesn't want to become toothless.
Zhang Shuhui took her son from her father-in-law's arms and said, trying not to laugh, "Don't cry, it's you who's about to grow new teeth."
Zong Yipeng curled his lips and said, "I don't want new teeth, I just want the old teeth. Mom, please put them back."
Zhang Shuhui was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
She patiently explained, "Every child has to go through a period of tooth replacement. Your sister will also lose her teeth in the future."
The adults want to change it but can’t do it yet.
After hearing his mother say that his sister would also lose her teeth, Zong Yipeng finally stopped sobbing and stretched out his finger, saying, "I want that Ultraman picture."
The boss immediately picked up the Ultraman paper-cut and handed it to him, and Zhang Shuhui stepped forward to pay two dollars.
Zhang Lingjia held up the untouched maltose and said, "Dad, this is for you. I don't want to eat it anymore."
Zong Kangping laughed: "Are you sure you don't want to eat it? Even if you don't eat it, your teeth will fall out."
Although their family pays close attention to the children's food and drink, the money is used for proper food and drink, and they do not buy candy for the children every day.
"No, no, no, no"
Anyway, she doesn't want to lose her teeth now.
Zong Kangping handed the candy to Zhang Shuhui: "Wife, if she doesn't want to eat it, you can eat it." He was a grown man but had no interest in eating candy.
Zhang Shuhui was not vague either. She took the stick of malt sugar and put it directly into her mouth, chewing it and finishing it in a short while.
Zhang Lingjia stared at the scene blankly, the corners of his mouth involuntarily pressed down, and a hint of grievance appeared on his face.
Zhang Shuhui threw the stick into the trash can and clapped her hands, saying, "Alright, let's go to the food court. The food there won't stick to your teeth and won't knock off your precious teeth."
Come with excitement, leave with excitement
After walking and stopping for several hours, the family left satisfied, and the two children had a lot of new and interesting gadgets in their hands.
Looking at the parents who were bringing their children nearby, they also made a lot of money and had a happy New Year with their families.
Everyone thought that life would go on peacefully, but a sudden terrorist attack completely shattered everyone's dreams.
It was an ordinary afternoon
Suddenly, the earth shook and a swarm of ants suddenly rushed towards the humans who were collecting mushrooms in the safe zone.
These mutant ants are not big, but they have the size of ordinary southern cockroaches and have evolved poisonous mouthparts.
If you are accidentally bitten, a huge and painful lump will swell up instantly, and pus will come out.
Now that so many ants suddenly rushed over aggressively, the consequences of being caught by them can be imagined.
He Junxia's mental power discovered the problem faster than the administrator of the safe zone, and he immediately called all the children back to the shelter.
Fortunately, the children were very obedient. They didn't ask the reason and ran back with the bags.
Others who saw this were all confused.
Everything was fine, why did you leave suddenly?
But soon their doubts were replaced by fear, and some people just stood there blankly, their mouths slightly open, forgetting to move.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
The shrill, sharp whistle sounded along with the surging ant swarm.
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