Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 223 I Don't Want To Deal With You
Fang Mengjiao curled her lips, always feeling aggrieved: "But I'm cold, and that's all we have for food. If people from the town don't come here, are we going to freeze to death here?"

Her finger pointed to the snowflakes constantly falling outside the bus, and now the snow covered her ankles. If no one really came to rescue them tonight, the people in this bus would probably freeze to death.

After all, the temperature is already so low during the day, let alone at night.

The people in the bus heard her words and began to echo her words. There were nearly 30 people in the bus chattering, which caused Chang Yongmao a headache.

"Shut up, shut the doors and windows. The wood-type supernatural powers and the earth-type supernatural powers surround the car with supernatural powers. It will be warmer to some extent. Remember to leave ventilation holes."

The wood-type soil-type supernatural beings in the car obediently got out of the car and began to build earth walls to resist the severe cold.

Fang Mengjiao snorted softly and sat on the chair. Although she was also a wood-type supernatural being, she had no intention of getting out of the car to work.

She pressed her head against the cold glass, her hands and feet were numb from the cold.

At this time, think about that high-end and exquisite car, and that handsome man who can afford hot pot.

She bit her lip lightly, if she could exchange her body for some food with him, it would not be unacceptable.

"There are a lot of people in our town who want to deliver food to you. Why don't you just choose what you like and bring it home?"

The snow had reached her ankles, and her boots were bitingly cold in the snow.

"Put it down! This is the food I found myself, why give it to you!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Chang Yongmao, what are you doing!"

She coughed lightly and was about to get out of the car, but was noticed by Chang Yongmao.

After all, exchanging one's body for food is already a very common thing in the last days. Naturally, no one has any objections to it.

He has always looked down on Fang Mengjiao, a woman who only knows how to act coquettishly, but also likes to be lazy and play tricks, and always makes other people do a lot of work.

Therefore, she only wore a pair of long men's boots with fleece. At this time, snowflakes poured in, and the heart-warming coolness instantly covered her body.

Fang Mengjiao went crazy and started to tear other people's backpacks, but was unanimously rejected by everyone and ruthlessly pushed to the ground.

She got out of the car with a cold snort, and walked out of the tent with what she thought was an elegant catwalk.

At this time, Su Chen and Jiang Sheng were cleaning up the dishes on the table, and they frowned subconsciously when they heard her voice.

Fang Mengjiao didn't speak any more, and Fang Mengjiao turned around and walked towards the bus, ignoring the snow in her boots.

A middle-aged woman squinted at her, and the words that came out of her mouth were bitter and mean.

After getting in the car, Chang Yongmao glanced at her but didn't speak. He took out bread from his backpack and started eating.

A piercing scream erupted from the bus, Fang Mengjiao screamed almost collapsed, but she couldn't find her backpack.

Who cares about other people's lives in the last days?The most important thing is to live by yourself.

Nowadays, it is very difficult to find a pair of shoes that really fit your feet. Many people are very lucky to be able to barely keep warm.

She was shivering from the cold: "Hi, can I go in? Our team sent me to trade some food with you."

As long as she lives in the town, she will not be able to tear herself apart with everyone. After all, she will be on missions together in the future, so she still has to work hard on the surface.

People in the post-apocalypse will more or less judge the situation, so she naturally knows what the consequences will be if she continues to stick to it.

Now that the apocalypse is coming, although her skin and body are not as delicate as before the apocalypse, she can still beat a large group of ordinary women.

In order to realize her sincerity, she even took out two crystal nuclei from her pocket.

Jiang Sheng looked at her through the window, his affectation did not match her appearance.

Her heart was beating violently, she shouldn't have put down her backpack and got out of the car to do errands by herself, now it's all over, even the food in her bag is gone.

But the other party rolled his eyes: "It's none of your business? It's endless.

After all, think about it differently, if she were a man, she would like Jiang Sheng too.

"Where's my backpack? Who took it for me!"

Besides, after spending a good night with the handsome guy, she blushed a little just thinking about it.

The lively deer eyes looked at her coldly. Although most of the face was blocked by masks and hats, the soft skin on the face could not be ignored.

He knew in his heart that Fang Mengjiao was not a person who would make contributions to the group, so she might make some trouble when she got off the car this time.

"I don't want to trade with you, stay away from my tent."

"Give it back to me quickly! Who took my backpack! That's my food for a week, don't be shameless!"

Chang Yongmao finished eating the bread in his hand, and stuffed the packaging bag into his pocket.

Before the apocalypse, she was a tepid actress, but her looks earned her a lot of bonuses.

Jiang Sheng opened the door of the tent, and Fang Mengjiao's exquisite eyebrows were exposed.

They pointed at Fang Mengjiao who fell to the ground, without letting her go in the slightest.

Fang Mengjiao took two steps back subconsciously, but the soft snowflakes poured into her shoes this time.

However, there was already a mental barrier outside the tent, Fang Mengjiao wanted to lift the curtain of the tent, but she couldn't catch it no matter what.

It's just that you became the captain of the search team once. Do you really think of yourself as an onion? "

Fang Mengjiao returned to her seat like a deflated ball.

A lot of food was taken out of their backpacks.

"Don't touch my schoolbag!"

It was full of the food she searched for, and it was all her food for this week. If she really lost it, she would have to wait to starve to death.

Seeing Jiang Sheng coming out of the tent, Fang Mengjiao naturally understood the relationship between her and the man just now. Although she posted it on purpose, it was obvious that her conditions were not as good as Jiang Sheng's.

Therefore, she is still quite popular in the small town. Coupled with her status as a supernatural person, she still has a few suitors with good strength.

"I'm in."

The husbands of these people have more or less courted Fang Mengjiao, but none of them have the guts to punish their husbands, so they can only point the finger at Fang Mengjiao, a weak and deceitful girl.

She looked at Fang Mengjiao, who looked a little embarrassed, covering her mouth and chuckling, and there were more women around her echoing her.

After all, it's not every day the town goes out looking for supplies.

Otherwise, if he is framed maliciously when he is on a mission next time, he will not just suffer some grievances.

He stood up and walked towards the women who humiliated Fang Mengjiao just now.

The car was quiet and silent, only the sound of everyone chewing food stiffly.

The few of them huddled together, but they couldn't stop Chang Yongmao's movements.

He pulled out a pink schoolbag from under a woman's buttocks, with Fang Mengjiao's favorite panda doll hanging on it.

These people were instantly discouraged, and Chang Yongmao threw things to Fang Mengjiao like throwing garbage.

"Next time, you can ask for it yourself."

(End of this chapter)