Plane Supermarket

Chapter 182

On the open space next to the slums, those strange RVs had already moved away, and a simple but not crude small house stood up in this open space. In one night, the signboard was hung on this house, and it was even painted. Painted as if it didn't pop up overnight but has always been there.

The woman came out of the tin house. She rubbed her shoulders tiredly, preparing to change some water and food, and rest after eating.

As soon as she walked out, she found strange noises coming from the usually quiet slum at this time.

During the day, people in the slums don’t talk much even if they don’t sleep—speech and action consume energy. They would rather lie on the ground and try their best not to lose their energy too quickly.

The woman walked unsteadily towards the crowd in front of her.

It's a ghetto spectacle that so many people get together instead of lying flat to sleep.

"I saw it! They brought food in!" The old man with a head of thin gray hair stood in the middle of the crowd, dancing and said, "There must be food!"

The old man looks like he is seventy or eighty years old, but the woman knows that this "old man" is actually less than 40 years old.

It's just that few people in the slums even live past 25, and after [-], it's rare in ancient times.

The woman was even a little surprised. Are there so many people in the slums?

She was snatched from another base by Zhao Qing's men. At that time, she was less than 14 years old, and then she was living in a slum. Compared with most of the people who were snatched, she was lucky, at least not Cut open to sell organs.

Some large bases still have medical conditions, but they are only available to the big shots at the top.

The big shots in each base, as long as they can afford the money, can go there to change their organs when they have problems.

The people in front were crowded, and a group of people with only ribs left was bone to bone, calling for people around them to stay away, and the bones hurt themselves.

"The people nearby said it was built last night." Someone in the front discussed in a low voice, "It's very open, it's made of wood, can't you tell? I thought it was built of cement, so it shouldn't be a house? Who would?" Build a house here?"

"not sure what it is."

"Such a house shouldn't be built here?"

The woman also stood on tiptoe and stretched her neck to look at the place blocked by people - but she was too far away and she was too short to see the house in people's mouths.

The stomach is not full, the nutrition is insufficient, the height of the woman is less than 1.5 meters, and the hair is as thin as the old man, but she is not bald yet.

She is petite, like only a handful of bones sticking to the skin, her chin is so sharp that it seems to be able to pierce her own chest, her eyesight is not good, even if someone walks in front of her, she can't see the other person's face clearly.

But relying on her short stature, the woman got into the crowd and slowly moved forward as the crowd crowded.

She was sweating from moving, and when she was about to collapse from exhaustion, she was finally pushed by the people behind her, and she came to the front of the crowd, and saw the strange house.

She involuntarily opened her mouth wide.

The house in front of her was beyond her imagination. The smooth and flat walls were painted with a layer of white paint. The roof and the house were integrated into one, like a boxy box. Only the glass doors on the three steps allowed people to Distinguish the front and back of the house.

The sunlight falls on the house, making the house seem to be glowing.

With houses like this next to it, the slums look cramped and dirty.

"Someone's out!" someone yelled.

The woman looked over at the man.

It was a man with a cane. His figure was as thin as hers. There are many such men in the slums. Because of innate or acquired reasons, they cannot be thugs. Those who are ugly may be able to work hard in the slums However, even those who are a little bit good-looking can't escape the life of prostitution.

But they charge less than women, are more likely to be beaten, and meet customers with special hobbies.

So most of them are either on crutches or stay in the house and don't come out.

The woman recognized this man. He came from the same base as her. He was working in an underground plantation at the time. Although he was thin, he could make a living. I heard that he had saved some things before being robbed and was planning to get married. .

After looking at it, the woman turned her head.

She doesn't want to recall the past, it will make the current life even more unbearable.

But I dare not, I don’t want to die, so I can only try to forget the past.

The woman squinted her eyes and looked at the house, and sure enough someone came out of it.

It was a woman, young, maybe not yet 20 years old.

The woman is wearing a white short-sleeve, a pair of denim shorts, and her slender legs are not as skinny as dry wood. People can see that there is flesh between her bones and skin, and there is still a lot of flesh .

She had a healthy blush on her face, which wasn't pretty, but because of her health, people thought she was "beautiful" at a glance.

From the moment she came out, the people in the slums seemed to be choked, and no one spoke. They looked at this woman, as if they had forgotten a sculpture, a state of existence that was elusive.

It was the first time that Cao'er took on the responsibility of opening speeches. She was a little excited, but she still remembered the manuscript she memorized two days ago.

She cleared her throat and picked up the horn. The moment she picked up the horn, she wanted to go to the toilet, but when she thought that this was her first time doing this job, she must not lose face and let the fairy think she was incompetent, so she took a deep breath. In a low tone, he shouted at the people in front of him: "Everyone be quiet, be quiet."

The people who were already silent were even quieter now.

Cao'er: "..."

They seemed to be quiet before she could speak.

Hey, never mind.

Holding the loudspeaker, Cao'er continued, "You all have seen that the sign has been put up, and behind me is the Longsheng Supermarket."

Although it is a bit small, but the fairy said, the supermarket will not be moved directly, but this small supermarket can only be built on the spot.

"Do you know what supermarkets are? Raise your hands if you know!" Cao'er shouted.

People in the slums looked at each other without raising their hands.

"A supermarket means a supermarket. You always know the market, right?"

Now someone raised their hand.

Cao'er breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Our supermarket is not big yet, we only sell food and daily necessities."

"You can come over to evaluate the things you don't need in your hands, and support bartering."

"There are also many types of food, including bread, vermicelli and instant noodles, and the prices are very affordable. However, the space is limited now, so when there are many people, you have to queue up consciously, and we will drive out those who don't line up."

"It will be officially opened from now on." Cao'er, "You can go back now and see if there is anything you can change."

"The business hours are from nine in the morning to ten in the evening." Cao'er, "Do what you can, don't stock up too much, our supermarket will be here for at least two years."

But the tide of panic buying that Caoer imagined did not come.

She finished her speech, but no one came even after noon.

The crowd gathered at the entrance of the supermarket also dispersed within half an hour, and continued to live their boring and painful life day after day.

Cao'er even saw some people sleeping directly on the side of the road, curled up on their sides, trying to avoid direct sunlight on their faces, and these people had almost no clothes on, not even a complete pair of underwear.

"I feel a little uncomfortable." Cao'er said to Wu Yan, "Brother Wu, I feel uncomfortable."

She thought that she had escaped the disaster and had seen the worst suffering in the world, but seeing these naked people who had given up all hope and were baked under such a scorching sun still felt uncomfortable.

She even felt that they were worse than herself, at least she was with her family when she first escaped!

Anyway, in the end, she still has her own mother by her side.

But these people are all alone, struggling to live, and don't know why they live, as if living is just instinct.

Wu Yan also felt uncomfortable. They had lived without worrying about food and drink for many years, and had seen so many small worlds, so there was an oasis on the barren land in their hearts, and their sympathy became more and more overflowing. Family members, whether others die or not.

"Why is no one willing to come in?" Cao'er looked at those tin houses.

People who sleep on the side of the road can't afford to change things, so why don't people who live in iron houses come over?

Wu Yan thought for a while, and came up with a more reliable reason: "Maybe it's because...they don't think they can come to this kind of place, right?"

Only then did Cao'er understand, and she sighed: "You're right, I used to go to the market, and I didn't dare to go to those big grain stores, that's not a place we tenants can afford to go to."

So they don't know how much the grain in those grain shops sells for, they just know that they can't afford to go there.

Those are the places where people from the city can enter.

"Wait a little longer." Wu Yan said, "If no one comes today, let that woman persuade him tomorrow."

Cao'er: "She looks much better, she can walk around, but she needs to wear a mask."

The woman was blind in one eye and her face was disfigured. She was afraid of her own face and scared others, so Zou Ming gave her a mask that could cover half of her face so that she could at least walk out of the room.

It has been half a month since she was able to go down to the ground. She ate well, slept well, and except for her face, her whole body became more energetic. Cao'er said: "The last time I showed her a sketch She also smiled."

Laughed and cried.

Cao'er: "The Immortal said that she must find a job for her, otherwise if she doesn't work, she will be easy to think about things and get into the horns."

Wu Yan nodded: "Aren't those crying in the Liang Dynasty all literati? No worries about food and drink, and no place to display their ambitions, it's easy, easy...depression! Is that the word?"

Cao'er: "Yes, that's the word, the immortal said it last time!"

They all still have a little local accent, Cao'er said in a low voice: "The immortal also said that this is not moaning without illness, it is human, human needs, the most basic is physiological needs, that is, whether they can eat or not, every stage needs are different.”

If it doesn't work, I can only ask the woman to persuade her. After all, she came out of a slum, and it's not like Zou Ming is a child. Someone should believe her words, right?

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In the empty living room, all the furniture that might stumble and bump were moved in. The woman held on to the handrails that were temporarily installed on the wall, and moved step by step with difficulty, but compared to the first few days, now she can walk a lot. The circle stopped and rested again.

After waking up until now, the woman still hasn't completely recovered from the shock. Sometimes she even slaps herself, or pinches her own thighs, leaving her legs blue and purple. less energy.

It was Chen Shu who lived with him who found out and scolded him before finally not continuing.

She lives in a cool house, so big!

She also has her own room with a bed and windows, a small table and a beanbag sofa beside the bed, and a light on the bedside table that does not hurt the eyes. In addition to eating, she exercises every day, and then sleeps.

Occasionally she wakes up at night with a start, and she can calm down as long as she sees the light on the bedside that is always on.

But she dared not speak to the people here, for fear that if she said a wrong word, she would be kicked out.

During this period of time, she finally knew that she was able to come here and be rescued because of that boy.

The woman doesn't quite understand - she doesn't feel how good she is to the boy, they can only be regarded as a cooperative relationship.

Although she thought about letting the boy be her son, the boy refused.

She didn't understand, so she became more and more cautious.

She was a little better before, and hinted that the only man in this house can touch herself.

Then he was reprimanded with righteous words.

It made her more careful.

She didn't know how to pay her consultation fee and rent, she had nothing, only this body was of some value, but the other party didn't want it either.

She has nothing, even if the other party saved her and took her in because of the boy, they will definitely drive her out in the future!

No one wants to raise a person who eats nothing.

The woman was restless. After walking around twice, she finally sat down on the chair.

She watched Chen Shu come out of the kitchen in a daze, holding tonight's meal in his hand.

There are meat and vegetables, but the staple food is porridge.

"Not bad, how many laps did you walk today?" Chen Shu put the dishes on the table.

Three women and one Zhou Yuanhe lived in this house.

When the woman is fully recovered, Zhou Yuanhe will move to the man's house.

After all, this is not the site here, so there is no family as the unit.

Some people who couldn't live here went back to the supermarket. They still prefer to stay in familiar places. After all, there are staff dormitories in the supermarket, but those who go back are the old, weak, sick and disabled, and they will be hindered if they stay.

The woman quickly said, "Eighteen laps."

Chen Shu walked to her side and helped her to sit at the dining table. Chen Shu patted her on the shoulder: "That's right, if you continue like this, maybe you will be able to move around freely at the end of this month."

Hearing the word "freedom", the woman immediately grabbed Chen Shu's hand that was about to be retracted, and said nervously: "I, I can work, do whatever I want, as long as I have something to eat, I don't live here It’s okay, anything is fine.”

There is water and food, let her do anything.

"Don't worry." Chen Shu did not know how many times to comfort her, and said naturally: "I will definitely arrange a job for you when you are well. You are struggling to walk now. Let's talk about it when you are well."

But the woman was still uneasy, she looked at Chen Shu enviously.

So tall, so strong, you can tell at a glance that it was raised since childhood.

Here, good health is capital, and most people do not have such capital.

Chen Shu found that women eat a lot more politely these days—at the beginning, women didn’t eat, but poured it on themselves, and didn’t chew at all. Several times when Zhou Yuanhe was away, Chen Shu made her eat a little more because of sympathy. The woman vomited.

He vomited on the ground, slapped himself, cried and wanted to eat the food he vomited out.

Seeing it, Chen Shu felt very uncomfortable.

Recently, when eating, women would chew at least twice. Although it was just a show of chewing, at least Chen Shu would not feel that she was going to choke herself to death.

After eating, Chen Shu asked the woman to watch TV with him.

After watching for less than half an hour, Chen Shu's walkie-talkie rang, and she took the walkie-talkie to the bathroom.

When she came out again, the woman immediately looked at her.

For some reason, women feel that what they are talking about must be related to themselves.

"Don't be nervous." Chen Shu sat back in her original seat, she smiled, and said as gently as possible, "There is something that needs to be done by you, and we can't find a more suitable person besides you."

The woman quickly said: "I can do it, I will definitely do it."

Chen Shu: "It's like this. Our supermarket has opened. I told you about the meaning of the supermarket before, so I won't say it again."

"It opened this morning, but there have been no customers, no one wants to go in and buy things."

"If you have familiar people in the slums, I will accompany you there during the day tomorrow, and you can persuade them."

The woman whispered, "They have nothing, nothing to trade for."

Chen Shu looked at her strangely: "Why not? Are there tables and chairs? Cloths? Ragged cloths are fine, and hair ties. Potatoes? Without potatoes, I would have starved to death. Not now."

The woman didn't understand why: "These things are worthless, and they can't be exchanged for anything."

How can people in the slums have things that are worth money? Maybe they can be exchanged for other things, but how can they be exchanged for food?

Food is the most expensive thing besides water.

Chen Shu sighed, this is fixed thinking, and it really needs a middleman to break it.

"You also know us, we are not bad people." Chen Shu followed the temptation, "They won't lose anything if they try, right?"

"You persuaded people to go, and they went. If you can really get food in exchange, you have saved others."

The woman turned her head to look at Chen Shu in a daze.

save people?She never thought about it, and now she just wants not to be kicked out.

But she still nodded vigorously: "I will take care of it."

She had to prove that she was useful, worthy of this house and this food and water.

She has never taken a bath since she was born, and she didn't know what it feels like to take a bath and what it feels like to have water flowing through her body until she came here. When she took a bath for the first time, she drank water while taking a bath because it was too wasteful of water.

So now she still doesn't want to take a bath, she just wants to wipe her body with a towel and some water.

"Then it's settled, I'll accompany you tomorrow." Chen Shu solved the problem, she played the TV series again, put her legs on the coffee table and said, "Watch TV, this show is really good."

The woman stared at the curtain unfocused, thinking about who she should go to tomorrow.

In fact, she didn't know anyone very well in the slums, but she didn't dare to say.

In the early morning of the next day, Chen Shu took the woman out while the sky was not completely bright and was "cooler" than noon.

The woman's name is Yang Yue. She doesn't know how to write her name, but only knows that it is the moon of the moon.

The people here have very simple names, because most of them are uneducated, and only a few can read and write, so they name either mountains, rivers, or stars and oceans. Yang Yue also said that she knew three people, all named stones.

Chen Shu also put on a close-fitting adjustment suit for the woman, and found a wheelchair to push her in order to prevent her from walking too much.

Yang Yue was carried down from upstairs by Chen Shu, a little terrified, but also inexplicably happy.

It was the first time she came to the area where the upper class lived. She sat in a wheelchair and shrank her neck, but soon found that those who came over were not looking at her, but at Chen Shu.

But Chen Shu turned a blind eye to all gazes. She even asked when Yang Yue turned her head to look at her, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Yang Yue shook her head, she turned back, but her hands were trembling slightly.

She had seen too many mean people, and it was the first time she discovered that there were people like Chen Shu in this world.

The slums were still quiet. At this time, many people had already packed up their things and went back to sleep in the iron houses. Some people fell asleep on the side of the road, and the people in the cages were still half dead.

Yang Yue said hoarsely, "I know the people who live in that house."

Chen Shu asked, "Male or female?"

"It's better to be a woman." Chen Shu explained, "If a woman goes in first, the man will dare."

"But men go in first, women may not dare."

Yang Yue was confused, but still said: "It's a woman, it's a woman."

Chen Shu pushed her to the front of the iron house, and then knocked on the crumbling wooden door.

It took a long time for the sound to be heard in the tin house.

A woman trembling inside said: "I paid! I paid for these two days."

Yang Yue explained to Chen Shu: "It's protection fees."

Chen Shu nodded, Yang Yue tried to raise her head and said, "It's me, Yang Yue!"

After a few seconds, the people inside opened the door.

In fact, the door is not locked, but there is something inside it, and if you really want to open it, you can kick it open.

But Chen Shu couldn't do that.

The woman saw the tall Chen Shu first, she screamed and was about to retreat, Yang Yue immediately said: "I'm here, I'm here."

Only then did the woman clutch her chest in fear and looked at Yang Yue.

"You, why are you like this?" The woman swallowed, but there was no worry for Yang Yue in her eyes, only fear, "They, they all said you were dead."

"Your house was bought by Zhao Hua." The woman refused to bother, "Don't look for me, you have to look for her."

Yang Yue: "I have a place to live now, I won't... I won't come back for a while."

The woman breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately asked cautiously: "You won't ask me for something, will you?"

Chen Shu didn't understand what it meant at first.

It wasn't until entering the woman's iron house, seeing Yang Yue's expression, and hearing the conversation between the two, that she realized that this woman had moved all of Yang Yue's few furniture here.

Although it was just two lame chairs and a table made of thin wood.

Chen Shu: "..."

So is their relationship good or bad?

She couldn't understand and was shocked.