Seeing that Yang Weimin didn't say anything, He Tianming asked again, "Are they doing well?"
"It's pretty good. I recognized it right away. It doesn't look much different from Aoyuan."
He Tianming did not find it strange. Anyone with extraordinary abilities could always live well, no matter in a peaceful and prosperous era or in an era of natural disasters.
On the contrary, he was curious about the relationship between the two and Maozi.
Yang Weimin was not sure either. "The Maozi was quite polite to the two of them. I guess they can grow some vegetables or have other uses. Anyway, it seems that they have a good relationship with the Maozi."
He didn't want to think too much about the relationship between the two, but worried about the current situation, "Lao He, do you think we can leave the Arctic?"
I have lived desperately until now just to find my son.
My son has entered a military base in the south and is under the protection of the military, so he must be alive and well.
He Tianming knew that he was anxious, but there was no point in being anxious, "There will always be a chance."
Yang Weimin didn't want to wait even a day. "Maozi said that if we want to leave, we can leave at any time."
He Tianming rubbed his brows and said, "We came on the same ship, and there are only about thirty of us left. Some want to leave, and some don't. How can we get things done if we are not united?
The Russians are slightly better than those people at the joint base, but people’s hearts are hidden. They seem to be polite to the Chinese, unlike the ones they treat those troublesome countries with beatings and scolding, but how can we be sure that they are not insincere?
If they were really friendly, why did those who chose to leave not only not receive any supplies, but were instead bitten to death by crocodiles when they left?"
Yang Weimin knew it well, "Those people's countries are not friendly to the Russian bear. I'm afraid they are..."
"We are not united, and if we go out empty-handed we will die."
He Tianming also wanted to leave, even in his dreams, but now was not the best opportunity. "Lao Yang, there will definitely be a chance. It depends on whether we can hold on."
"Lao He, it's not that I don't believe you, but I'm afraid that if I continue to endure it, I will never have the chance to see Ajie again."
Yang Weimin is obsessed with his son, but he also believes in He Tianming's judgment. After all, he is a psychiatrist. After the natural disaster, he entered the government department and was promoted continuously, and even became the deputy mayor of Fengcheng.
No matter whether the other party is a human or a ghost, he will never be wrong as long as he sees it.
If these Russians really wanted to be friendly to China, why would they break them up?
Especially the one today, who seemed to be friends with Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen, but neither of them was really stupid.
Yang Weimin was puzzled. "What do you think they want to do?"
He Tianming thought for a moment and said, "They probably want to surrender, so they keep sending friendly messages, but they are also worried that Jiang Ning and the others will threaten them."
Yang Weimin thought back to what happened today. "Jiang Ning and Instructor Huo are capable. Do you think they will find a way to save us?"
He Tianming dispelled his inappropriate thoughts, "Old Yang, if they have the ability, they will lend a hand even if we don't ask for help; if they don't have the ability, you will hurt them if you speak up."
Yang Weimin knew that when people were in despair, they could not help but have fantasies.
In fact, Jiang Ning was his savior, otherwise he would have died a few years earlier.
He Tianming's words dispelled his inappropriate thoughts.
Jiang Ning didn't know the situation here, but her encounter with Yang Weimin reminded her of Fengcheng, Zhang Chao, Lu Yu and many other people...
Only when you are embraced by loneliness for a long time will you be unable to help but reminisce.
When I recall the miserable days in the past, they still have a hint of sweetness.
I didn’t sleep well at night and got up late.
The sound of snowmobiles was heard outside again, and there was more than one.
That's right, Ivant is here again, with a lot of boxes.
There are glass containers full of hydroponic vegetables, seeds, nutrient solution, etc.
"Jiang, the vegetables you grow are top-notch."
His hands were quick enough that he only managed to grab a few pieces yesterday.
"There are your Chinese people at the base, but they just can't feed them no matter how many times they try, so I brought all the utensils with me."
The harvest is still split 50-50, and the excess can be exchanged for other supplies.
Jiang Ning disagreed. "Evante, growing vegetables in the Arctic requires a constant temperature, which consumes a lot of fuel. What we grew before was barely enough for our family to eat, and we really can't afford more than that."
Having spent a few years in China, Ivante has a more flexible mind. "46 or 37 is fine. We can exchange it for fuel or supplies."
The base has set up a hunting team that can dig ice holes to catch crocodiles or hunt seals, and the planting team is also expanding the planting of potatoes and corn.
Ivante was very generous. "If you need meat, how about one pound of meat for one pound of vegetables?"
Jiang Ning looked embarrassed and thought for a long time before agreeing, "30-70, you take 30 and I take 70, we can exchange it for fuel or meat later."
There are more and more neighbors, and I live under other people's eyes every day. Everything I eat, drink, defecate and urinate has to have a source.
It’s a good idea to sell vegetables to the Russians.
But she didn't finish her words, "There's no room in the room, so we have to build another igloo. If it works, we'll cooperate. If it doesn't, we'll return the utensils to you."
Ivante said cheerfully, "No problem."
After saying that, he told his men to move the boxes.
Yang Weimin also came, and took the opportunity to help. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he couldn't help but ask: "Jiang Ning, have you seen Ajie?"
Jiang Ning lowered his voice, "I saw him once at a military base. He went to the mall to buy an escape pod. He will definitely survive."
Yang Weimin has aged terribly, his hair and teeth are falling out.
Judging from his mental state, Yang Jie may be his last spiritual support.
During the ten years of natural disasters, many people have been struggling to survive by relying on spiritual support.
Jiang Ning had no idea about his situation at the base and had no chance to ask.
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