These days, as long as there is food, who cares? Lu Tian, who had figured it out, looked at the village chief. It was obvious that the village chief had also thought of it, and both of them silently accepted it.
Although the interaction between the two was hidden, it did not escape the sight of Mu Jin and her brother. Mu Jin accepted everyone's praise while exchanging glances with Mu Bai calmly.
The experienced maids saw Mu Jin's belly and knew that she was about to give birth. They all pulled Mu Jin to sit down and shared their experiences in childbirth.
Whether it was true or false, Mu Jin accepted it quietly.
The village chief took some people up the mountain to fetch water and pick wild fruits. This time the water flow was slower and the process of fetching water was longer.
Mu Jin's contractions began to become more frequent, but she tried her best to endure them. If she wanted to stay here, she must not ask for permission, and it must not be because she was going to give birth.
In the end, if there is a problem, everyone will fearlessly put the blame on themselves.
Although I have been with these people for several months and we usually get along well, who can predict human nature?
When it was dark, the people who had gone up the mountain to pick the hibiscus and fetch water returned one after another. Although they were happy, they were more reluctant. After all, the plants that hibiscus spawned were not something they could pick in just one or two days.
After the food and water were distributed according to the number of people, they began to think about their own things and gradually went to the place where the village chief rested.
At first there were only one or two, and later there were groups.
A quarter of an hour later
The village chief decided to stay here and pick the wild fruits and vegetables before setting off again. The crowd cheered.
Mu Jin and Mu Bai looked at each other, and it was obvious that both of them were relieved.
After the beginning of autumn, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and the villagers can no longer just spread out their oilcloths to rest at night.
The terrain where everyone was resting was relatively flat and not far from the wild fruits, so they all decided to stay here.
Mu Jin also took out a similar oilcloth and instructed Mu Bai to build it. The oilcloth provided a lot of space and blocked the sight of outsiders. Mu Jin finally didn't have to suffer any hardship.
Take out two tents, one for each person, and put moisture-proof mats underneath. Inflate the inflatable bed and put it neatly. Then take out two sets of outdoor warm sleeping bags.
After finishing all this, he asked Mu Bai to keep an eye on the surroundings while he went into the space to wash up.
I sweated a lot while enduring the contractions, so I had to stay clean before giving birth.
After taking a bath, I started preparing the things I would need after the baby was born.
During their free time along the way, Zhang and several other women in the village would help her make clothes for her children, so she had no shortage of clothes.
I found quite a few diapers among the pile of things. This was during the apocalyptic patrol. The shopping malls and other places were empty. People were gone, but the things were still there. So I put everything I saw into the space, thinking that they would be useful someday.
After coming out of the space, he got a simple bathtub and asked Mu Bai to wash up and have a good sleep. He would clean up these things when he came back. Then he turned around and left the tent to chat with Zhang.
"Godmother, have you rested?"
Walking outside Zhang's tent, he asked softly
"Jin girl, come in quickly, your godmother is still awake."
Zhang heard Mu Jin's voice and warmly greeted her.
The village head and his wife lived separately from their son. The village head had gone somewhere, and only Zhang was left inside.
Mu Jin lifted the oilcloth, walked in, sat next to Zhang, and spoke awkwardly.
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