Chapter 90 A Grand Gift
Chapter 90 A Grand Gift
Fu Xiaojian shook his head and smiled bitterly at the scene, ignoring it and starting to arrange the night watch.
Xu Si watched as Xiao Yao Yao stood on tiptoe and diligently wiped the sofa, and the corners of his mouth curved into a barely perceptible smile.
He stepped back a few paces, leaning against the warm body of the wax-melting messenger's vehicle, his gaze unconsciously sweeping towards the vast Gobi Desert outside the checkpoint.
As the blood-red sun set in the west, it cast long, distorted shadows over the abandoned camp and the rugged, rocky mountains in the distance.
The wind whistled through the holes in the barbed wire, making a low, mournful sound, as if someone was crying in the distance.
"Old Xu, what did you see?" Fu Xiaojian walked over carrying a military water bottle, following Xu Si's gaze into the depths of the Gobi Desert, his brows furrowing as usual.
The Trail Blazers' sequence instincts make him suspicious of anything "unsafe".
"Not for now." Xu Si took the kettle and took a sip. The cool well water slid down his throat, bringing him unprecedented comfort.
This feeling is completely different from the feeling brought by "Bing Xin".
"This is a good place to rest. If you want to wash up later, you can fetch some water and wash up in the yard."
Xu Si nodded; he certainly wouldn't miss this opportunity.
Even though the little girl purifies him every day, he still feels uneasy about not taking a bath for a long time.
As the two were talking, Xiao Yaoyao had finished wiping the sofa and was walking towards Xu Si's car.
Xu Si chuckled, took out a piece of dried fish from his dimensional pocket and handed it over: "Well done, I won't wipe the car, you should go and wash it properly! Look how dirty you are."
"Thank you, Brother Dao." The little girl knew how to appreciate beauty, and her face immediately turned red.
The little girl, who had been annoyed with Xu Si for a long time, took the little girl's hand and went to the kitchen, seemingly to give her a good wash.
It was indeed difficult for Wang Hu, a grown man, to take care of a little girl.
After the convoy finished fetching water, Su Su stood at the kitchen doorway and practiced boxing.
The water pump was naturally taken over by the women of the motorcade, and laughter and playful noises came from the kitchen.
The men in the convoy didn't have any objections; instead, they searched the barracks for useful supplies.
When you finally find a supply point, even a piece of paper can be useful.
Xiao Yaoyao clutched the dried fish tightly, like a little squirrel guarding its food, but Jiao Jiao half-pulled and half-dragged her into the kitchen.
In the kitchen, on a makeshift stove, a broken tin bucket was simmering hot water, the flames licking the bottom of the bucket and making a crackling sound.
"Sister Jiaojiao, I can manage on my own..." Xiao Yaoyao was a little embarrassed. She was used to being ignored, and being taken care of made her feel at a loss.
"Don't mention it!" Jiao Jiao rolled up her sleeves, and a milky white halo flashed at her fingertips, landing in the tin bucket. The water, which was originally a bit murky, immediately became much clearer.
"Look, this is my brand water purifier, isn't it amazing!" She proudly raised her chin, then clumsily began to wipe the dirt off Xiao Yaoyao's face.
Although their movements were clumsy, their goodwill was genuine.
Little Yao Yao stood quietly, her lips curving slightly beneath her dirty little face.
"I'll get you some of my clothes to wear in a bit, they're a little big, but please don't mind!"
The little girl bit her lip tightly, her eyes red, trying hard not to shed tears. Some of the older women also began to help the little girl wash up.
Xu Si then comfortably lay down on the clean sofa.
Unfortunately, it has been idle for too long and the skin has started to peel.
He figured it would turn to dust if left out for a while, so he eventually gave up on the idea of upgrading it into his vehicle.
Su Su didn't move to another spot to practice her boxing until the blood-red sun was about to set.
The men in the convoy also began a rough cleaning, and Xu Si was no exception.
I carefully washed my body with the cool well water, and I felt much more refreshed.
Then, taking advantage of this rare opportunity, he thoroughly watered the potatoes he had planted, thus fulfilling his duty to the best of his ability.
As for clothes, only the lower body garments were changed; the empty cloak seemed to have a self-cleaning function, so it didn't need to be washed or changed.
He leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes to rest, and at the same time, the perception of "Star Track" spread outward slowly from him like invisible ripples.
Inside the camp, everyone performed their duties: fetching water, checking vehicles, preparing firewood, and preparing meals. Everyone cherished this rare moment of peace.
Night slowly descended over the Gobi Desert, and the last rays of blood-red afterglow sank into the rugged horizon.
Several small campfires were lit in the camp, made from rotten wood and dry branches scavenged from the corners of the barracks.
The flickering flames amplified people's exhaustion.
Evenings are actually more suitable for being alone.
However, the apocalypse is clearly not suitable for nighttime.
Jiao Jiao held a small bowl made from a tin can and carefully blew on it. Inside was a paste made of dried fish bits and moss, and the steam carrying a slightly salty smell spread out.
Xu Si continued to chew on dried fish, which had been his daily routine these past few days.
He was too lazy to cook, even though he still had half a bag of flour.
Shao Bing sat not far away, silently wiping an old fire axe, but his gaze fell on the pistol at Jiao Jiao's waist with a puzzled look.
The firelight danced on the hideous scar on his face, making his expression appear even colder and harder.
"You want it? But I can't give it to you. You have to exchange it for something, at least two strange drops!" the little girl demanded arrogantly.
Now she is also a sequence transcendent, although she is just a weakling, but she no longer has an urgent dependence on pistols.
If it could yield some strange drops, it would be perfect to repay Brother Dao's debt.
Shao Bing smiled wryly and did not respond; it was just a natural feeling of warmth he had as a soldier.
As for replacing him, he can't afford to.
Where could such a strange drop be obtained so easily?
Jiao Jiao pouted and had no choice but to give up.
Beside him, Fu Xiaojian was carrying a bowl of dried fish soup and was moving closer to Xu Si.
"Old Xu, here, consider this payment for last time. If you have too much, remember to charge me less next time!" Fu Xiaojian calmly took out a small, dark red stone from his inner pocket and handed it to Xu Si, who was lying on the sofa.
It was the [Grey Raven's Eye] that I had previously exchanged with Jia Zhenxin.
Xu Si leaned back on the sofa, his scarlet star-like eyes gleaming slightly in the shadows.
"Didn't we agree to settle our differences last time?" He had already seen Fu Xiaojian's actions, but he did not return the [Grey Raven's Eye], and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips.
"Don't want it? Give it back to me!" Fu Xiaojian knew Xu Si's personality all too well.
"Since I've already given it away, there's no reason to return it. Here, wait a moment, I'll be right back!"
Xu Si naturally wanted to prepare a big gift for Fu Xiaojian.
Watching Xu Si leave, Fu Xiaojian felt a pang of reluctance, but he also knew that this thing was only truly useful in Xu Si's hands.
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