Shen Jing did not agree; she did not want to become a mother unexpectedly.
After tidying up the table in front of him, he stood up and prepared to leave.
"I'll still pay you the rent as usual." Shen Jing tidied her backpack and walked to the door. "Don't let anyone into my room."
Immediately afterwards, Shen Jing pointed to the electronic waste on the ground and said, "You can handle these."
“Ah Jing… um, would you like to stay in the master bedroom on the second floor? It’s a one-bedroom, one-living room, one-bathroom design, it would be more comfortable.” Yang Muyi hurriedly stopped her, “Besides, it’s safer for the child to stay on the first floor.”
Of course, this doesn't mean you'll be safe when zombies come.
They're probably worried that the child might sometimes climb onto the balcony.
In fact, the self-built house has four rooms on the first floor, the second floor has been converted into a large master bedroom and a secondary bedroom, and the third floor is a half-floor with only a storage room. In the village, it is generally referred to as a two-and-a-half-story building.
But actually, people can live on the top floor too.
When this house was built, the space was used to its fullest potential.
Judging from the design of the rooms on the first floor, they are most likely intended for rental, and each room has a private bathroom.
The largest room is now the one where Shen Jing lives.
It seems that Yang Muyi is even willing to give up the second-floor apartment in order to keep Shen Jing.
Shen Jing thought for a moment and realized that there was a security door installed in the second-floor corridor.
That can be considered an independent space.
She turned to look at the two little ones, then at Yang Muyi, whose face was full of trepidation, and said, "Okay."
"Huh? That's great!"
The mother and her two children couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Then Yang Muyi excitedly said, "I'll clean up and disinfect everything today, including the furniture..."
Before she could finish speaking...
Shen Jing interrupted her: "Keep only the solid wood bed frame, we don't need anything else."
"Huh?" Yang Muyi looked at her in confusion.
"I'm going out for a stroll today to buy some daily necessities," Shen Jing said, and then left without lingering.
I visited the service center yesterday.
This time, Shen Jing again used supplies to directly exchange for points for spending.
It's actually quite similar to bartering.
She handed over food supplies in exchange for mattresses, bedspreads, curtains, and some daily necessities.
Of course, there's space too, and it's much better than what you get in exchange.
However, in order to avoid attracting attention, Shen Jing was extremely cautious and specially arranged for someone to deliver the goods to her door.
I'd rather others be jealous than have them suspect my space.
When these items were brought up to the second floor, both the master bedroom and the second bedroom had been cleaned.
It smells like disinfectant.
Little Zhou Tong said, "I helped Mom mop the floor!"
Shen Jing smiled and ruffled her hair, handing her a cheese stick: "This is a reward for you."
I bought the cheese sticks on the spot at the farm.
Fortunately, the base was not affected by the extreme heat, otherwise it would have melted long ago.
Zhou Tong didn't dare to take it, but instead looked cautiously at her mother.
Yang Muyi felt a little sad, but still smiled and said to her, "Since it was given to you by your older sister, say thank you."
If Shen Jing takes the initiative to show her goodwill, she won't be so tactless as to refuse, otherwise they won't be able to get closer.
Deep down, she still hoped that the two children would win Shen Jing's favor.
She had witnessed Shen Jing's composure and strength in the face of danger last night.
Although she was the one who committed murder, it was Shen Jing who held the line.
"Thank you, sister." Zhou Tong raised her hands in a flower petal shape.
"You're welcome, thank you for your hard work, little child laborer."
Yang Muyi quickly lowered her head.
She realized that her youngest daughter was in kindergarten before the apocalypse.
Holding the object in her hands like lotus petals is exactly what her kindergarten teacher just taught her.
Zhou Tong noticed a glint in her mother's eye and asked, puzzled, "Mom? Did you get sand in your eye?"
Shen Jing also looked over.
By this time, Yang Muyi had composed herself and simply smiled and kissed Zhou Tong: "Yes, baby, blow on it for Mommy?"
"Okay! I'll help," Mom said, bowing her head.
...
The master bedroom on the second floor is a suite.
The balcony outside is large; there should be bloodstains on it.
However, Yang Muyi cleaned it quite thoroughly, leaving only a red mark the size of a fingernail.
And she drew a bright red rose on it.
This woman bore no resemblance to the woman in my dream except for her face. She always seemed overwhelmed with gratitude, as if she would repay even the smallest kindness with boundless gratitude.
This is a typical people-pleasing personality.
Shen Jing began to doubt her background. Her name and appearance were so similar. Could it be that she and Yang Mutong really had no relation at all?
The facilities at the base are all well-preserved, but I don't know if the community hospital offers paternity testing.
Because no matter how wonderful the base is, it's just an extension of the resort and suburban rural areas. There's definitely no large hospital, and even the supermarket was originally part of the resort.
However, this has nothing to do with Shen Jing.
At most, she would keep an eye out for Yang Mutong.
Actually, she put all the goods delivered from the supermarket into her spatial dimension, and the only things she planned to replace were the sets she already used in the space. She even vacuumed the curtains to avoid the smell of new fabric.
After Shen Jing checked the room and found no problems, she...
They took out two ultraviolet lamps from the space and turned on the disinfection mode for the bathroom and the room.
It would take about two hours to disinfect. After pulling up the opaque curtains, Shen Jing picked up a bag of rice and a large sweet potato and potato and went downstairs.
It was already noon by the time I finished everything.
Yang Muyi plans to use the last sweet potato and a bowl of rice to make sweet potato porridge.
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