Despite the noise outside, the three siblings remained silent.
He Xiao didn't believe that Pei Nansheng and his sister hadn't heard. He couldn't decide whether he should act more assertively or share some of the grain, which would be more in line with Pei Nansheng and Zuo Ling's code of conduct.
Although the three siblings did not leave the house, they kept a close eye on the situation outside, and they also wanted to know how He Xiao and Aunt Lin would end up.
With a click, the dark muzzle of the gun was pressed against Aunt Zhu's temple.
"Aunt Zhu, it's not a big deal if someone dies these days, is it?"
In Chinese villages, private fights, revenge killings, and even deaths are commonplace.
Ning Qiang's philosophy is that natural selection and survival of the fittest are the natural order, and eliminating the old, weak, sick and disabled is only natural.
However, precisely because it is not prohibited, most people are quite restrained and rarely bring conflicts to the forefront.
Aunt Zhu shuddered in fright, "Brother He... if you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me, why use a gun?"
"roll."
Aunt Zhu didn't dare say another word, her face flushed, and she slunk away.
With no easy advantage to be gained, the onlookers dispersed.
"What's wrong with you all? Don't you know how to help Sister Lin?"
What angered He Xiao was not Aunt Zhu trying to take advantage of him, but rather that everyone pushed Sister Lin forward to shield her from the attack, and so many grown men didn't utter a sound.
“She’s just a woman, how can we argue with her?” one person argued.
He Xiao laughed in anger, "When we were eating, I didn't see you giving way to the woman, but now you know what a woman is. Sister Lin, next time, don't cook for them. Let them go hungry for a couple of meals, and see if they still act like men."
Aunt Lin responded loudly, "Yes," because she was also annoyed that everyone was silent; even a child like Li Tian was more useful.
"Give Li Tian an extra bowl," He Xiao added.
"Okay." Aunt Lin smiled and patted Li Tian's head.
Li Tian is 12 years old, but judging from his height, he looks about 8 or 9 years old.
The child is pitiful; he spends half his life growing up in the apocalypse and hasn't had many good days.
Li Tian was very happy and, sniffling, made a request: "Auntie, I want to eat noodle soup."
"Okay, two big bowls of noodle soup."
Zuo Ling's family had rested, so He Xiao didn't want to disturb them.
"Jin Yan, Jin Yu, come here for a moment."
Jin Yan and Jin Yu look very similar; it's hard to tell them apart without careful observation.
Upon closer inspection, one person's hair is parted to the left, while the other's is parted to the right.
The one on the left is Jin Yan, and the one on the right is Jin Yu.
"Why weren't you saying anything just now? Are you mute?"
He Xiao said irritably.
Jin Yan shrank his neck: "It's not that we don't want to help, but Aunt Zhu is a scoundrel who dares to say anything. We don't want to stoop to her level."
Jin Yu said, "I've never argued with a woman before, so I don't know what to say."
They're not good at arguing, but if you want to share their food, forget it!
He Xiao glared at them: "How pathetic! When it's time to eat, how come you don't know how to put food in your mouth?"
Jin Yan and Jin Yu remained silent.
“You’re really useless,” He Xiao said slowly. “I called you here to tell you that Zuo Ling lives on Noah’s Ark and in the same building as Uncle Jin.”
"Really? That's great!"
The two brothers went on a business trip to the United States with He Xiao, but unexpectedly, an unprecedented heavy snowfall stranded the three of them there.
At first, no one expected it to be so serious. They joked with each other, saying they had never seen such heavy snow in their lives and that it was quite an eye-opener.
He Xiao had a place to live locally, so the three of them felt relatively at ease staying there.
The snow continued for more than half a month, and the disaster became more and more serious, with power outages, water outages, gas outages, production stoppages, work stoppages, school closures, and transportation disruptions.
Even with the most careful budgeting, the food at home is almost gone.
The jokes are gone, and no one can laugh anymore.
When He Xiao said, "Could it be the end of the world, or is it really coming?"
No one said a word.
He Xiao is a proponent of doomsday themes and has made extensive preparations for them.
A villa was prepared with food, medicine, meat, freeze-dried food, clothing, shoes, charcoal, gasoline, diesel, and so on, including weapons.
Food, clothing, housing, transportation—there's almost nothing that hasn't been considered.
It was as if fate had played a cruel joke on him. He had made almost all the preparations for the apocalypse, but before the catastrophe, he left his safe house and ended up in America!
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah... If He Xiao had even a little less self-control, he would have gone crazy.
Whenever he ran out of ammunition and food, He Xiao would feel so frustrated by his preparations that he felt like he was about to vomit blood.
They tried every possible means to return home.
Later, He Xiao bribed a cargo ship captain with gems worth hundreds of millions, and after several twists and turns, they arrived in Australia.
Jin Yan's wife and children died on the way to Australia due to illness and hunger.
Ignoring his grief, Jin Yan's first thought was to prevent the people on the cargo ship from discovering that someone was dead.
The ship has been adrift at sea for more than two months, and food is scarce, leading to several incidents of cannibalism.
If people find out that someone has just died, they will surely be devoured.
The child is small, so carrying or holding him won't attract attention.
As Jin Yan was carrying his wife up the deck, a group of Westerners surrounded them.
"What's wrong with her? Why is she carrying it on her back?"
Jin Yan could hear the sound of them swallowing, a sound that had appeared countless times in his dreams, disturbing his peace.
He Xiao and Jin Yu immediately drew their guns. "He's sick, he's going up for some fresh air. Make way for him."
The two men drew their guns quickly and acted decisively.
Nobody wants to be the first to stick their neck out just for a bite to eat.
And so, the three men proceeded cautiously to the deck of the ship and threw the body into the sea.
After more than a week of living in a daze, Jin Yan finally remembered to cry, and cried with heart-wrenching pain.
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