In the end of the world, there is a spring and space

Chapter 274

"Zhang Ting! Fill in the firewood quickly! Didn't you see that the fire is not burning well?" came a shrill voice.

A middle-aged woman was looking at them with her hands on her hips. She saw that Zhang Ting had been waiting for the man outside to come in after holding the firewood.

"Oh, I'm just filling firewood, hey, don't be angry."

Zhang Ting smiled apologetically when she heard her words, and immediately apologized. She put the dry firewood in her arms by the fireplace, and was about to fill it with firewood.

"Yo, I just picked up this little bit of wood and sticks, how many minutes can it burn? Do you want us all to freeze to death? We can find more than you!" The middle-aged woman said sarcastically.

"There isn't much firewood left outside, and I... I have been searching for a long time to find so much." Zhang Ting said aggrievedly, and she almost buried her head in her collar.

There are a total of 13 people here, others are in groups of two or three, only Zhang Ting is alone.

Because she has no family anymore, and she doesn't want to be attached to a certain man, so no one will help her, and she can only rely on herself.

When looking for food, she worked very hard, but when it came time to distribute supplies, she got the least.

How much can a little girl eat?Leave more for our men!
They often tell Zhang Ting that because she is weak, she can only bear with it. She works twice as hard, but only gets half of the food.

This time when I went to collect firewood, she was placed in the second half of the night, when the weather was the coldest and the night was the deepest. What was even more annoying was that almost all the firewood nearby had been picked up by others.

Zhang Ting could only discredit her by going a little farther away to collect firewood. A little girl was walking alone in the dark night, and it was a lie to say that she was not afraid.

Even before the end of the world, she was still very afraid of walking at night, not to mention now, a zombie might suddenly pop out from an invisible corner, bite her throat, and tear off her flesh and blood.

Zhang Ting was also afraid, but there was nothing she could do. She could only hold on to her consciousness and wandered outside for nearly an hour before picking up a small bundle of firewood.

When she saw Liang Ji'an, she thought it was a zombie and was taken aback, but when she found out that it was a living person, the fear in her heart suddenly relaxed.

In fact, if it was daytime, Zhang Ting might not have sounded a reminder to Liang Ji'an.

And at night, Liang Ji'an's appearance was like a ray of light in the dark, although not strong, it could still help her dispel some fears.

With Liang Ji'an following him along the way, Zhang Ting's heart was much more at ease. She didn't know if he was a good person, but what he really meant was a living person.

Zhang Ting's hands were red from the cold, and her feet were almost frozen, but before she had time to warm herself up, someone immediately came to trouble her.

Too little firewood?
Isn't it because you have collected all the firewood nearby?
These words turned and turned in Zhang Ting's mind. She really wanted to blurt out, but after hesitating for a while, she blushed from anger, but in the end she could only defend herself in a low voice.

The middle-aged aunt wanted to say something else, she put her hands on her waist, and walked fiercely towards the thin Zhang Ting. The fat body combined with her sharp expression seemed to want to eat Zhang Ting.

However, in the next second, she jumped into the distance like a frightened bird.

That speed, that skill, is not at all what an obese middle-aged woman can do.

(End of this chapter)