Chapter 113 Brother-in-law?
The people in the town walked home, and by the time they reached East Third Street, it was already dark.
A group of people walked into the residential area and met He Xiang and Cheng Dongqing on the first floor.
Everyone was in a hurry to get home and cook, so they said goodbye and entered the elevator.
He Xiang called out to Aunt Zhao.
"Auntie, Sister Yunzhao came back late last night."
Zhao Yan was stunned. "Where did Zhao Zhao eat today?"
Zhao Yan has been working in the fields these past few days, leaving early and returning late every day. I didn't go to her room this morning, so I had no idea she had returned.
She's not here, and Zhao Zhao can't cook. Even if we eat instant noodles, we still need to start a fire and boil water.
Snacks shouldn't be eaten as a meal.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan hurriedly said, "Then we can't chat anymore, I have to go home and get her something to eat."
"Don't worry, Auntie. Sister Yunzhao isn't home. She went out as soon as she woke up."
Cheng Dongqing thought for a moment and guessed, "He should have eaten dinner before he comes back."
On his way back, he remembered something.
When Sister Yun Zhao came back last time, he should have... seen that S-class Sentinel.
It turns out that Sister Yun Zhao had brought the person home before.
Upon her return, she immediately went to find the sentry after waking up, indicating that their relationship was quite special.
Cheng Dongqing thought of the two people's spiritual entities.
It's no secret that the S-class Sentinels possess spiritual entities, and the little bluebird is clearly also a phoenix.
The same species...
Sister Yun Zhao... could she be in love?
"By the way, Auntie."
He Xiang was unaware of Cheng Dongqing's thoughts. He took out a box of opened strawberry sandwich cookies and handed it to Zhao Yan, saying, "Sister Yun Zhao left it on the bus today. Could you please take it back for her?"
Zhao Yan refused to accept the food, stubbornly saying, "You guys eat, I have to go back and cook."
Who knows if it was a snack that Zhaozhao gave to He Xiang? She couldn't very well take it back.
The children had already returned from school.
Zhao Yan sometimes comes home late, and Pingping and An'an will go to the town mayor's house on the fifth floor to do their homework.
The two children haven't had dinner yet, what if Zhaozhao hasn't eaten either?
As she spoke, Zhao Yan hurriedly walked towards the elevator.
The elevator doors closed, leaving only the two of them in the hallway once again.
He Xiang and Cheng Dongqing looked at each other, then simply shared the half-box of sandwich cookies and continued to wait on the first floor for the search team that had gone out that day to return.
"These cookies are really delicious." Cheng Dongqing stared at the packaging, still savoring the taste.
He Xiang nodded vigorously, "Yes!"
Sister Yun Zhao gave his family a lot, but He Xiang couldn't bear to eat it and saved it all for his sister and mother.
He had never eaten anything so delicious.
"Where did Sister Yun Zhao get it? Did she buy it with points?"
Cheng Dongqing only knew a few characters and couldn't recognize what was written on the packaging.
He was about to ask He Xiang when he heard a car horn coming from the parking lot behind him.
The two thought it was the search team returning, so they didn't bother chatting and rushed over to receive the supplies.
Today, fewer people went out in the search team; they were only responsible for cutting grass and carrying back some household coal.
To save on fuel costs, they only drove one car out.
The coal that was brought back had to be transported to a special processing site in the outer city to be processed into honeycomb briquettes, which were then dried before they could be used.
The two of them had to go over and help move the coal.
He Xiang and Cheng Dongqing followed the sound to the parking lot, only to find that it wasn't their car.
Instead, it was an unfamiliar heavy armored off-road vehicle.
The people sitting in the car were naturally Yun Zhao and Xie Tu.
After the meal, everyone went home to rest.
Yun Zhao received the tin box containing the diary. She was to transport a large quantity of bulk rice, and Xie Tu, as always, was responsible for driving her there.
She rolled down the car window and waved to the two of them, "You've come at the right time, come and help unload the things."
The two were taken aback for a moment, then quickly replied, "Okay."
When Cheng Dongqing ran over, he glanced curiously at the driver's seat.
The man sitting inside had a cold expression, his sharply defined face hidden in the shadows.
Feeling his gaze, a pair of deep eyes looked over, as if looking at someone through a thin layer of frost.
Cheng Dongqing quickly lowered his head, pretending that nothing had happened.
Is this Xie Tu, the S-class Sentinel?
What a powerful aura!
Should we say hello?
What should we call it?
Brother-in-law?
Unaware of what was happening, Yun Zhao had already gotten out of the car and gestured to Xie Tu to help open the back door.
The loose rice we brought back weighed several hundred kilograms.
She also took some side dishes and canned goods, as well as an electronic scale and seven or eight rice cookers and electric kettles.
The little bluebird doesn't like appliances brought out of polluted areas, but these are all brand new, unopened small appliances.
After much persuasion from Yun Zhao, the little one reluctantly agreed to let her take an electric kettle home to boil water.
As for the rice cooker, she can give it to Zhao Yan if she doesn't need it.
When Zhao Yan is not at home, the two children need to heat up their own meals. With a rice cooker, they don't have to bother burning honeycomb briquettes.
Open flames are too dangerous and can easily cause fires.
Xie Tu followed Yun Zhao out of the car and helped open the back door.
Two clueless young men stood to one side, and their first glance didn't fall on the rice.
Instead, they found weapon racks on both sides of the armored vehicle, filled with all sorts of new equipment, many of which they had never even seen before.
No sentry dislikes a gun.
The search team is still using old-fashioned rifles left behind by the previous batch of sentries seven or eight years ago.
He Xiang's gun was corroded by the slime of the mutant species when it was in contaminated zone 102.
He didn't have enough points to buy a new one, so he's been using the one the town mayor has been using lately.
Upon seeing these new weapons, he could hardly take his eyes off them.
"like?"
Seeing that they were staring at the weapons without blinking, Xie Tu said calmly, "If you like them, each of you can pick one."
Each member of Team Zero has their own preferred weapon; these are just for emergencies.
The equipment provided by the base is free; it doesn't cost any money.
Upon hearing this, the two instinctively looked at Yun Zhao.
She didn't say anything, so the two boys didn't dare to accept it.
Yun Zhao did not object upon hearing this.
Having good weapons can increase the chances of successfully hunting mutated animals.
She nodded to the two boys.
Cheng Dongqing was overjoyed, "Thank you, sister..."
Before he could even utter the word "husband," Cheng Dongqing realized something was amiss and quickly corrected himself, saying, "Thank you, brother!"
Xie Tu's brows twitched.
Big brother?
This was the first time someone had addressed him like that.
He Xiang quickly added, "Thank you, sir!"
Yun Zhao didn't feel that anything was wrong.
Cheng Dongqing and He Xiang are the same age, only seventeen this year. What else should we call him if not "brother"?
Should I call him Uncle?
After receiving permission, the two men stepped forward and selected two highly lethal rifles.
I originally wanted to take the shotgun.
Ammunition consumption is a problem, however; shotgun shells are too expensive and not suitable for them.
Choose a good weapon.
The two boys were extremely excited to receive their new weapon.
They worked with great enthusiasm, quickly unloading all the supplies from the truck and carrying them into the apartment building in trip after trip.
After Xie Tu finished moving everything, he told Yun Zhao before driving away in the armored vehicle.
He had to go to the Institute of Biology to check on Qi Ling's condition.
*
Night had fallen, and the lights in the base were sparse, like dim stars dotting the darkness.
Yun Zhao watched the armored vehicle drive away and then stepped into the apartment building.
She was holding a small metal box, which was locked.
It's an electronic lock.
Xie Tu had already sent the password to her communicator.
The corridor was piled with supplies. Cheng Dongqing was guarding downstairs, so He Xiang helped carry the things she wanted to take home into the elevator and took her upstairs.
Wait for the elevator to reach the twelfth floor.
Yun Zhao instructed He Xiang, "Go and inform Grandpa Mayor to quickly distribute all that rice."
The allocation of resources is left to the town mayor; she won't keep track of it anymore.
After his initial excitement subsided, He Xiang calmed down and asked hesitantly, "Was that rice bought with points?"
Several hundred kilograms, and all of it is polished rice. How much money must that have cost?
Even if Sister Yun Zhao is very rich, she can't afford to spend money like this.
"Actually, the people in the town are living quite well now, and they have gradually gotten used to life in the large base."
“We can earn points ourselves, and the aunties are skilled too, weaving straw sandals and hats to sell. We also have land, so you don’t need to worry about us…”
He Xiang seemed a bit off, and said in a low voice, "Grandpa Mayor is right, we'll only hold you back."
Just standing there, that S-class sentinel exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure and inspired awe.
It's a height they can never reach in their entire lives.
"It didn't cost any money."
Yun Zhao opened the door, went inside to change his shoes, and said without turning his head, "We brought back too much rice. If we don't eat this loose rice, it will spoil, so don't feel guilty."
The vacuum-packed rice was untouched; what was delivered was just loose rice sold by weight at the supermarket.
She then relayed Xie Tu's words to He Xiang.
It turns out that accepting other people's kindness can sometimes be a burden.
Yun Zhao comforted him, "Don't think about such nonsense all day long. I have something to do. Go and inform Grandpa Mayor."
He Xiang dared not ask any more questions and had no choice but to go find the town mayor first.
"Okay, then Sister Yun Zhao, I'll go now."
Yun Zhao nodded and closed the door.
She carried the metal box into the room.
Yun Zhao went to the desk and bent down to enter the password.
When the box was opened, a yellowed diary lay quietly at the bottom.
She paused, reached for the desk lamp, and opened the diary that recorded "spiritual guidance"...
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