I sell Coke in the doomsday

Jasmine didn't make me wait too long. She took out a long wooden board from the house, walked over quickly, and placed the board on the snow, while speaking carefully.

"Uncle, be careful, there is a trap below, please step on the wooden planks to come in."

Sure enough, this group of people are not completely brainless, but this kind of trap can probably only trick zombies.

Tongtong and I looked at each other, then walked onto the wooden board one after another and walked into the yard.

Jasmine picked up the wooden board again, and lovingly brushed off the snow and mud on it. When she saw me looking at her, she smiled brightly and explained.

"This is my bed for the night, I need to make it clean."

As she said that, Jasmine looked at the box in my hand with some curiosity and couldn't help asking.

"Uncle, what's in this?"

I shook the box in my hand and answered softly.

"Book."

Jasmine was a little confused, but didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she turned her head to glance at Tongtong, then quickly looked away, as if she was a little shy, which was a normal reaction of a teenager.

"What is that sister holding?"

The corner of my eye twitched. How come I am the uncle and Tongtong is the older sister, and I don’t look old.

Damn it, do we have to look good even in this kind of apocalypse? I smacked my lips softly, without hiding anything, and answered directly.

"Guns and bullets."

This answer obviously exceeded Jasmine's expectations. His face froze, and he suddenly became nervous, and his tongue became uncontrollable.

"Guns...bullets...are there guns in the bullets...are there boxes in the bullets?"

"No, that...I...this."

Looking at Jasmine who was so nervous that she couldn't even speak, I couldn't help laughing and took the initiative to answer.

"Yes, the box is full of guns and bullets. Of course, there are only two guns, and the rest are bullets."

My frankness made Jasmine even more nervous. He scratched his head, wanting to say something but stopping himself. In the end, he could only smile awkwardly and move away.

"Uncle, I'd better take you in first."

After saying that, Jasmine held the wooden board and walked in front. Tongtong followed quietly behind me and just whispered something to me.

"If a fight breaks out, don't damage the books in the box."

I rolled my eyes at Tongtong, but still nodded. I followed Jasmine and entered the house together.

After entering the room, a hot air mixed with a slightly sour smell hit me in the face. It was mostly the smell of sweat and was not very pleasant.

At a glance, there were thirteen people in the room, most of them had dirty faces and were relatively young. There was only one middle-aged man wearing glasses, sitting silently in the corner.

The most eye-catching one is a teenager sitting in a wheelchair. The teenager is obviously different from the others. He has a pale complexion, a thin body, and always has a gentle smile on his face.

After Tongtong and I entered the house, most people's eyes were on Tongtong. People still prefer to look at good-looking things. Compared to Tongtong, I seemed nothing to look at.

There were three people who looked at me. One was Jasmine, one was the middle-aged man with glasses, and the last one was the boy in the wheelchair.

The boy in the wheelchair cleared his throat, his eyes fixed on mine. Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, then returned to normal. He looked at me and spoke softly.

"Hello, I'm Chen Ben."

I remained calm and replied with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Qu Yunliu."

Chapter 154: A Strange Little Team

"Hello, I'm Qu Yunliu."

When I said this name, I don’t know if Qu Yunliu in the distance shuddered, but Tongtong definitely rolled his eyes at me.

The boy named Chen Ben has a sunny and bright smile. It is hard to imagine how a person in a wheelchair can maintain such optimism in such a doomsday.

"This place is quite special. We rarely see people other than us, so I would like to ask, why did you two come here?"

Chen Ben's voice was very soft, as befitted his frail body, but the politeness in his words made me feel a little uncomfortable.

"We are just passing by here, and our car ran out of gas, so we wanted to ask you where the nearest city is."

Hearing this, Chen Ben answered softly without any hesitation.

"This is very simple. The nearest city is about 20 miles away from here."

"Walk along the dirt road in the south of the village for ten minutes and you will see the asphalt road left over from the past. If you keep walking along the asphalt road, you will reach the nearest city."

As he spoke, a hint of curiosity flashed in Chen Ben's eyes, and he spoke very politely.

"Excuse me, why did you go to the city? Although zombies don't like to come out in the winter, the density of zombies in the city makes it a dangerous place even in winter."

"This is dangerous."

Although Chen Ben was asking questions again, the persuasive intent in his words was clearly revealed, and he seemed to be a kind and enthusiastic child.

I was just about to explain something when I saw Jasmine walk up to Chen Ben's ear and whisper something. Chen Ben's face showed a bit of surprise, but his eyes moved to the big box that Tongtong was holding.

Apparently, Jasmine told Chen Ben about Tongtong holding guns and ammunition, but contrary to my expectation, there was no fear on Chen Ben's face. He just smiled and nodded.

Seeing this, my brows frowned for a moment, and then relaxed. This was a very abnormal thing.

No matter how kind a person is, upon learning that two strangers are carrying a box of guns and ammunition, they will become alert and cautious.

After all, kindness is not a synonym for stupidity.

Do they have any countermeasures?

Suddenly, I became a little curious about this small team of only thirteen people in front of me.

But this curiosity is not strong enough for me to delve deeper into it.

I don't want to meddle in other people's business anymore. I just want to spend this short vacation with Tongtong and go to the place I always wanted to take her to.

After listening to Jasmine's whisper, Chen Ben nodded slightly at her, stopped trying to persuade us, and said with a smile.

"In fact, we actually have a section of the road that is quite convenient. If you don't mind, you can come with us."

"It's safer this way, both for you and for us."

I shrugged slightly, placed the box of books on an empty shelf nearby, and spoke softly.

"I have no reason to refuse."

Chen Ben responded with a polite smile again, then he looked at the other people in the room and said.

"Everyone, pack up your things and make a compartment for this lady and Xiaoju to sleep in."

"We men should squeeze in for now, since we have to leave tomorrow anyway."

Chen Ben's words carried a lot of weight. After hearing them, the other people in the room quickly stood up, moved their belongings, and made a simple partition.

The entire room was created by forcibly connecting several rooms. The space is very large, but it is still a bit crowded to accommodate so many people.

After taking a look, I also became busy with them, but Tongtong was like a puppet, holding the box of ammunition, standing there blankly, looking a little confused.

Although Tongtong is becoming more and more like a normal human being, she still doesn't like interacting with others, and she hates the process of distinguishing between kindness and malice even more.

These young people were very skillful and in less than ten minutes, they had built a simple wall using miscellaneous items.

Chen Ben was very polite but didn't talk much. After giving the necessary instructions, he sat in the wheelchair, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Those young men looked a little shy. After taking a peek at Tongtong, they quickly looked away, keeping a distance from Tongtong and did not dare to get close.

I haven't seen such an innocent reaction for a long time.

In this somewhat awkward atmosphere, I took the box down again and sat on it, and Tongtong followed my example, putting the box of ammunition on the ground and sitting down next to me.

However, as soon as Tongtong sat down, she immediately stood up, blinked her big watery eyes, pointed at her box with her white fingers and said to me.

"Change it. This box is not comfortable to sit on."

I smiled silently and exchanged boxes with Tongtong as she requested. The box filled with bullets was indeed not very comfortable to sit in.

Tongtong enjoyed this quiet atmosphere very much. After sitting next to me, she naturally put her arms around me and leaned towards me.

As time passed, the sun outside completely set and someone lit a candle in the house for lighting.

Under the dim candlelight, the people in the room finally relaxed a little and started chatting with each other. What caught my attention was the young man named Jasmine.

Jasmine brought a blind little girl, held her in her arms, tied her hair with a red rope, and kept saying something. If you listened carefully, it was some ordinary fairy tales.

The little girl was very well behaved. She didn't make any noise or trouble, and would laugh from time to time because of Jasmine's teasing.

Tongtong didn't like this crowded atmosphere after all. She put her head on my shoulder and felt sleepy. Her sleepiness became more and more obvious.

Just when I was considering whether to let Tongtong go to bed first, the only middle-aged man in the room walked slowly towards me, stood in front of me, and asked expressionlessly.

"Brother, do you have a cigarette?"

I looked up at the somewhat rigid middle-aged man, took out a pack of cigarettes from my arms and handed him one. The middle-aged man thanked me in a low voice, took the cigarette, and sat next to me.

The middle-aged man held a cigarette in his mouth, but did not light it. He took a deep puff of the dry cigarette with some intoxication, then took it out, carefully removed the cigarette and placed it in an iron box.

Seeing this, I asked the middle-aged man.

"You don't smoke?"

The middle-aged man adjusted his scratched glasses and spoke softly.

"I was a little reluctant to just smoke it. After all, I don't know when I'll meet someone with cigarettes next time."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man glanced at Jasmine not far away and asked me.

"You're interested in them?"

I was a little surprised. This middle-aged man seemed to have been observing me for a long time. It seemed that the people in this small gang were not normal people who were not cautious.

"Well, I am indeed interested. After all, in the apocalypse, it is rare to see someone living to this day with blindness."

I looked at Jasmine and the blind little girl, and saw Jasmine grabbing the little girl's hand, pulling the corners of her mouth and making faces.

Such a heartwarming scene made me feel healed and I couldn’t help but sigh.

"The relationship between this brother and sister is really good."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head slightly, lowered his voice, and spoke slowly in a voice that only the two of us could hear.

"Unfortunately, they are not brother and sister."

I was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the middle-aged man with a look of surprise. The middle-aged man didn't let me wait too long and explained in a low voice.

"Little Orange, it was Jasmine who picked it up."

"We were also surprised and didn't know where he picked up the child from."

"However, when we asked him, he insisted that Xiaojuzi was his sister."

"However, the fact that they are not related by blood does not affect the fact that he is her brother."

The middle-aged man sighed, his eyes fell on Jasmine and the blind little girl, and said lightly.

"In fact, Jasmine is more qualified to be a brother than anyone else."

"I don't know what he thinks, but I believe that if Little Orange dies one day, Jasmine will die earlier than Little Orange."

"After all, when he was alive, he wouldn't let anyone hurt Little Orange."

The middle-aged man who had been keeping a straight face took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and said helplessly.

"Jasmine is a good kid."

"Just a little silly."

Chapter 155 Doubt

"What's so stupid about him?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Stupid everywhere."

"Once he came to me and asked me if he could leave his cornea to Xiaoju if he died."

"I really don't know how to answer. What kind of surgery can be performed in this place where there is nothing?"