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After watching the helicopter leave, Lin Man also left the city and embarked on the journey home. She had to cross two cities before she could return to the mountain valley where the Peace Base was.
It took her nearly nine days to get here, plus three days in the first city and one day in this city. Today is her thirteenth day.
She hopes to be able to get home on the 20th day, otherwise her mother will be so worried.
She'd been nervous and anxious on the way there, but relieved on the way back. She counted the supplies she'd collected; she'd packed a total of 427 small packages—and that was just a fraction of what was in the cabin. Each package contained two packets of salt, two packs of compressed biscuits, a box of antibiotics, and a bottle of water. Multiply that by 427, and that was a pretty substantial amount of resources.
Everyone will definitely be happy to know this, but Lin Man doesn't plan to give all the salt away. He has to keep some for himself, and the rest doesn't matter.
A few hours after she left, a helicopter with a slightly different marking flew over the city again, hovered for a while, and landed accurately because the place was very conspicuous after fighting, explosions and burning.
The young man took two people to search in the ruins and nearby areas, and then he found the remains of the zombie bird in the burnt wreckage of the helicopter.
Next to the corpse was a burnt bag, but there was no human body nearby. He took a few photos of the zombie bird and inevitably included the bag in the photo.
Two hours later, the group returned to report.
Lin Zhongrong casually glanced at the photo, his nonchalant eyes suddenly widened: "This, this..."
The young man's heart skipped a beat: "Is there something wrong with the photo?" He was looking at the zombie bird, but Lin Zhongrong was looking at the bag.
"This bag..." Although the bag was completely destroyed, there was still a black, deformed nameplate on the front that was about to fall off. There was a faint pattern on it. Others might not be able to see it, but Lin Zhongrong could tell at a glance that it was half a rabbit's head.
If he guessed correctly, the nameplate was supposed to have three rabbits on it, two big rabbits with a baby rabbit. He had it custom-made because his child would be born in the Year of the Rabbit, and during that time, everything he bought had to have something rabbit-related.
Moreover, he had spent a long time choosing this bag. It was the last gift he gave to his wife, so he had a particularly deep impression of it and the style was already deeply engraved in his mind. Although the one in the photo was burned beyond recognition, the general style could still be vaguely seen, and it was very similar to the one he bought.
"Is there really no one there?" Lin Zhongrong asked urgently, and the young man immediately answered no.
"Connect me to Dongyang Base... No, tell someone to keep an eye on the two helicopters at Dongyang Base. Keep a close eye on every person aboard."
Lin Zhongrong paced back and forth in the room, with thoughts flashing through his mind: maybe he had seen it wrong, maybe the bag was indeed the one he bought for Ayu, but it was taken away by someone, maybe the owner of the bag was on the helicopter, or maybe not.
He couldn't go directly to ask the Dongyang base, otherwise his intentions would be seen through and things would only become complicated.
He personally went to the scene to check out the bag, and carefully turned out the entire black bag. There was nothing inside, so there was no way to prove the identity of the bag's owner.
He took the bag, sent some people behind to continue looking for people or clues, and went back to the north.
In any case, the people in the two helicopters must know something.
Lin Man didn't know what she had missed. After seven days, she finally returned to the Peace Base. What greeted her was everyone's enthusiasm and expectations.
On the way, she got a few large snakeskin bags and put four hundred packages in them. She kept the remaining twenty-seven for herself.
Some old snakeskin bags were placed inside each other, which were also very sturdy. In addition, she also got some tablecloths, curtain fabrics and so on. If she came across some high-quality steel, she would pick it up. When she walked to the base, she was carrying two large snakeskin bags, just like a migrant worker returning home.
She gave the two bags to Zheng Gang and asked him to distribute them, while she helped Mother Lin into the house under her tearful and eager gaze.
"You've gotten darker, much darker." Mother Lin looked at her with heartache. She wanted to add the word "thinner", but Lin Man didn't look like she had lost weight. She even seemed to have gained a little weight.
It is normal to be fat. In the past seven days since she came back, her psychological burden has been reduced and she feels relaxed, so she eats as much as she can. Not to mention the sweet potatoes and corn, the cabbage, cauliflower, cowpeas and other things in the space have matured a lot, and she eats a lot of them. With enough salt, she is very willing to eat salt. When she cooks a pot of soup and sprinkles a spoonful of salt, the taste is extremely delicious.
Her staple food has now changed to mashed potatoes, with more salt and some green onions, and if she's extravagant, she'll add some pepper and soy sauce. It tastes really great. She also has small tomatoes and cucumbers that can be eaten as fruits. She eats delicious food at every meal and can't lose weight no matter how hard she tries.
"Mom, I miss you so much." Lin Man snuggled up to her mother and acted coquettishly for a while before her mother sent her to take a shower.
In the following days, there was a shortage of water in the space. She left some for drinking and used the rest to water the ground. As a result, she lacked cleansing and became smelly. She took her things and ran to the bathroom surrounded by wooden boards not far from the house.
There was nothing in the bathroom except a wooden board enclosure and a bench inside. On one side was a pit connected to a ditch for drawing water for bathing.
Lin Man picked up a full bucket of water and poured it on herself one bucket at a time. It took her half an hour to wash herself clean. Her skin was almost broken and her medium-long hair was almost rubbed off.
"So you don't have to use shower gel or shampoo." Guan Guan gloated.
"People come in here every day. What if they find out?" Lin Man felt that it was just making fun of him.
As soon as she emerged, a woman kindly took her clothes to wash. She didn't stop them, strolling leisurely through the valley in the gentle evening breeze. The cultivated area was much larger than when she left. Besides the crops she had planted previously, there were apparently several more varieties, all planted on the mountain before Lin Man left. The most striking thing was the sweet potato field, which had sprouted tender, plump seedlings, clearly well cared for.
Lin Man strolled around, and after returning home, he took out his toothpaste and toothbrush and secretly brushed his teeth. He poured the dirty water into the soil and buried it, then went to take a nap feeling refreshed.
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