Zhang Yi glanced at her after hearing this.
Zhou Keer was afraid that Zhang Yi would dislike her Holy Mother, so she hurriedly explained: "The snowstorm had just started at that time, and I thought it would be over soon."
Zhang Yi smiled disapprovingly, put his phone on the table, and crossed his hands.
"That's not the problem."
"The supplies you gave her should have been finished long ago, right? What does she rely on to survive until now?"
Zhou Keer was still biting a piece of ribs in her mouth. After hearing Zhang Yi's words, she silently put the ribs into the bowl.
"Lin Xiaohu died almost ten days ago because he didn't have any medicine."
Zhang Yi nodded, "That makes sense."
He suddenly smiled and said: "In the past, Lin Chunxia always said that Lin Xiaohu was the center of her heart and she couldn't wait to have him in her mouth. She actually did what she said."
Zhou Keer couldn't help covering her mouth and glanced at Zhang Yi angrily.
"I'm eating!"
"Hahaha!"
Zhang Yi couldn't help laughing when he saw the prank was successful.
He suddenly felt that living with a woman by his side would be much more interesting.
At least having someone to talk to wouldn't be so boring.
While he was talking, a shouting sound suddenly came from outside.
The two people turned and looked out the window.
At #18, about forty meters away from #25 where they lived, a naked man stood on the balcony, raising his arms and shouting into the wind.
Immediately, under the gaze of two people, he dived down like a diver.
Zhou Keer frowned slightly and couldn't help but sigh: "When will this snow disaster end?"
In the apocalypse, there are many people who choose to commit suicide because they see no hope for the future.
Zhang Yi shook his head, "Who knows? The changes in nature are not something that humans can grasp with their current technological level."
"As long as we stay alive."
While the two were talking, Zhang Yi's cell phone rang.
He picked it up and looked at the name. It turned out to be the doorman, Uncle You.
Due to his past life experience, there are only two people Zhang Yi is willing to trust in this life.
One is Uncle You, and the other is Zhou Keer.
They all sacrificed themselves for others and abided by human moral bottom lines until their death.
That's why he allowed Zhou Ke'er to enter his home and become his servant.
As for Uncle You, he is second only to Zhang Yi in hoarding supplies in the whole building.
Until now, the supplies at his home are still relatively sufficient.
A single man in his forties, childless, and working as a doorman.
Such people, in order to save living costs, like to stock up on cheap instant noodles, ham sausages and other items at home.
Zhang Yi picked up the phone and answered the call.
"Hey, Uncle You."
"Zhang Yi, hehe, you... are you... okay now?"
Uncle You spoke awkwardly and had an unnatural giggle.
Zhang Yi has known him for many years, and knows that at times like this, he usually expresses his embarrassment when asking for help.
Zhang Yi weighed it in his heart.
If Uncle You is borrowing supplies, you can give him some.
After all, this security guard had been a soldier for five years and was very skilled.
If something happens in the future, you can pull him over to be your helper, to block a gun or something.
So Zhang Yile had to give him some small favors.
"Uncle You, I'm fine now. It's just that there's an extra person in the house, so supplies are running out a bit fast."
He glanced at Zhou Keer.
Zhou Keer's face was slightly red, and he lowered his head and continued to pull at the rice.
"Oh, that's indeed a problem. If there are more people in the family, there will be more food. Yeah, that's right."
Uncle You's tone gradually weakened, as if he was embarrassed to speak.
But after hesitating for a while, he still said: "Zhang Yi, I... want to ask you something."
"Uncle You, if you are being polite to me, just tell me. As long as I can help, I will try my best to help."
Uncle You said embarrassedly: "That's what happened. Xie Limei's daughter, Sugar Baby, has a fever, and I don't have any medicine at home."
"Her whole body is red now, and her mother and I are almost dying of anxiety. Do you...do you still have any medicine there?"
Speaking of the latter part, Uncle You's tone was trembling and full of pleading.
Zhang Yi's eyes were wide open, as if he had eaten something big.
Good guy, I didn’t expect Xie Limei to find Uncle You as a successor!
This woman is really discerning. Among the many bachelors in this building, she can accurately select blue-chip stocks that are second only to Zhang Yi.
But thinking about Xie Limei's situation in the previous life, Zhang Yi felt relieved instantly.
She looked pitiful, but in the end she lived longer than Zhang Yi, so she was obviously not as innocent as she seemed.
Xie Limei is less than 30 years old this year, and her appearance is rated 6 points. She has a plump figure because she gave birth to a child.
Uncle You has been a bachelor all his life and cannot resist the temptation of such a mature woman.
Zhang Yi did not intend to get involved in other people's private affairs.
Xie Limei was able to hook up with the great resentment species to raise her children, that was her ability.
Zhang Yi said: "So that's it, Uncle You, congratulations!"
Uncle You was a little embarrassed, "What a congratulations, it means we live together. You also know my situation. If it hadn't been for the current snowstorm, I wouldn't have been able to find a wife."
Zhang Yi said: "I still have a few boxes of medicine here. Come and get it later!"
Zhang Yi's tone was calm, but the keywords "a few more boxes left" revealed a key piece of information.
That is, Zhang Yi actually doesn't have much antipyretic medicine in his hand.
But in this cold weather and lack of supplies, he decisively gave it to you, Uncle You!
You taste it, you taste it carefully, how generous Zhang Yi is and how kind he is to you!
Is it okay if you don’t work hard for him in the future?
Sure enough, Uncle You was so excited that he couldn't speak for a long time.
"This...Zhang Yi, how can I thank you for this!"
"You have helped me twice. I, You Jiguang, will leave my words here. As long as one day you need me, if I say no, I will not be beaten!"
Uncle You swore excitedly.
Zhang Yi smiled and said: "Uncle You, what you said makes sense. We have been acquaintances for many years. In my eyes, you are just like my biological uncle!"
"Don't say any kind words to me. Come and get the medicine."
Zhou Keer, who was across the table, muttered, looked at Zhang Yi with a mischievous expression, and made a face at him.
Only then did she realize that Zhang Yi actually had such a cunning side beneath his cold and cautious appearance.
After Zhang Yi hung up the phone, Zhou Keer asked curiously: "Is your relationship with Uncle You that good?"
Zhang Yi picked up the bowls and chopsticks and said calmly: "The relationship between people is based on interests. This is even more obvious in the end of the world."
"Uncle You is a kind man with strong martial arts. Let him owe me a favor. Maybe I can use him in the future."
Speaking of this, Zhang Yi suddenly paused.
Then he said: "And speaking from the bottom of my heart, I don't want the brilliance of his humanity to dissipate in this end of the world. That is an extremely precious thing."
