Wandering merchants aren't gods; they can't be in two places at once, so they can only visit each neighborhood in turn.
Besides.
The news that wandering merchants were recruited by the authorities and given away supplies for free had already spread.
What could she possibly complain about?
The only notification we can send is through the residents' group chat, informing everyone that the roaming merchant is about to arrive.
Young and middle-aged survivors were instructed to come downstairs in an orderly manner to help distribute supplies.
Even Wang Ning herself did not realize that this news was like a bomb suddenly detonated on a calm lake.
The residents' group chat instantly erupted in excited chatter!
The survivors in Qingshan Community also noticed the roaming merchants distributing supplies for free these past few days.
But after analyzing the locations where Liu Kai had appeared, they were filled with despair.
South of the city.
It's so far from Qingshan Community.
Who knows how long it will be before he arrives to provide assistance?
Now, having crossed so many places, they've arrived here first.
The joy of being alive fills the heart; how can one not be excited?
For a time, there wasn't a single complaint in the owners' group chat; it was all gratitude.
Thank you, Wang Ning!
Because they knew that Wang Ning had been trying to contact the roaming merchants, and they didn't expect that she would actually succeed in doing so.
Wang Ning should have felt happy seeing the screen full of praise.
But for some reason, as I was laughing, a tear suddenly rolled down my cheek.
She is a person of faith and also a person who wants to do good deeds.
For so long, they have been helping others voluntarily without asking for anything in return, and they are not afraid of hardship or fatigue.
She didn't shed a tear even when she heard the survivors' misunderstandings and complaints.
Now, she cried.
The pent-up emotions were finally released.
Seeing Wang Ning's slightly trembling body, her husband's face was full of heartache.
He sat silently beside her, sighed, and said nothing.
The son, Xiaolingdang, quickly ran over to her.
He wiped away her tears with his small, tender hands, and although he was curious, he still sensibly comforted his mother.
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