Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies

Chapter 90: Dare not manage

Monkey leapt over in just a moment.

“Really?” Cheetah Team was living quite well now, able to eat rice meals. But Bai Yuanyuan cooked sparingly; at most, they’d eat till they were about eighty percent full.

Monkey felt he could eat another two big bowls but, peering closely, he saw the pot was scraped clean.

“Really, my mom said she couldn’t eat anymore. She’s already had some of this rice, do you mind? If you do, I’ll ask someone else.” Wang Huifang still had more than half a bowl left, with some vegetables, too.

Her mom had just eaten and only allowed herself a few bites,

while sighing that they were eating extravagantly

and muttering how hard things are for Gu Honghua.

Tch.

As if Gu Honghua’s situation was hard and hers wasn’t?

While her daughter was risking her life out there, she stayed home fussing over the neighbor’s hardships.

“I don’t mind, I’m starving,” Monkey said, happily taking the bowl.

In this post-apocalyptic world, who would fuss over whether the rice had been touched by someone else? When times were tough before, if food fell onto the ground covered in dirt, it would still be eaten without hesitation.

Not to mention,

this was rice.

Soft, fluffy rice,

topped with a slice of pan-fried luncheon meat.

Smelled delicious.

“Auntie, I hadn’t realized your appetite was so small. Can’t even finish one bowl,” Monkey said as he took the bowl and started devouring the rice with his own chopsticks.

His arm had healed quite well, and it must be said, the medicine Boss Su gave was truly effective.

In the past, with such a severe injury to his arm, he might have ended up as a one-armed monkey.

Now, just a bit of ointment, and he was mostly healed.

Although he still couldn’t carry heavy things, holding a bowl was definitely manageable, no hindrance to a good meal.

Monkey ate with gusto.

Wang Huifang was dumbfounded.

She thought about grabbing it back, but Monkey had devoured the pan-fried meat in a blink, and the rice was almost gone.

And in another moment of her bewilderment, the bowl was clean.

“Thanks, Wutong. I’ll go wash the bowl clean and return it to you later,” Monkey said, burping contentedly.

Then, with his belly full, he went to wash the dishes—nothing was more comfortable than a satisfied stomach.

“You… Wutong, what are you doing? That was a big bowl of rice,” Wang Huifang watched Monkey’s retreating figure and almost passed out from exasperation.

She looked at Liu Wutong as if she was looking at a spendthrift.

“Mom, you said you couldn’t eat anymore. I found someone to share it,” Wutong justified. It was better to share with her teammate than with Gu Honghua.

Monkey’s hand was injured; it was good to nourish him.

Plus, Monkey had been sharing sweets with Piaoxu these days.

“But you didn’t have to give it to someone else. I could have eaten it later,” Wang Huifang had intended to suggest giving it to Gu Honghua, after all, she had helped them.

But looking at Liu Wutong, she didn’t dare say it out loud.

“Mom, in this hot weather, you can’t keep food for long, it’ll spoil soon. Alright, I’m off to work,” Liu Wutong had no interest in further discussion.

In any case, she now presented her mother with two options:

Either finish the meal there and then or give it to a teammate.

She wouldn’t allow her mother the chance to give the food to Gu Honghua.

“You… you’re going to be the death of me,” Wang Huifang wanted to say more, but Liu Wutong was already off to work.

All Wang Huifang could do was stand there, fuming in vain.

Gu Honghua had finished eating her gruel and was waiting.

Waiting for Wang Huifang to bring over the food.

She saw that the Cheetah Team had eaten well.

Rice and fried meat.

It made her incredibly envious.

Her precious child would definitely love it.

Just thinking of her son enjoying his meal made Gu Honghua very happy.

When Wang Huifang came running to tell her that there was no more food, it was like a bolt from the blue to Gu Honghua.

“What do you mean there’s no more food? How can the food be gone?!” In her urgency, Gu Honghua’s voice was loud and harsh.

“It’s… It’s because of Wutong, when she heard me saying we were about to eat, she took the food and gave it to others,” Wang Huifang said apologetically to Gu Honghua.

“That… That won’t do. If there’s no food, what will my son eat?” She had just finished her portion of gruel and was waiting for Wang Huifang to bring rice for her son.

If Wang Huifang didn’t bring food, her son would have nothing to eat.

She still had some food at home, but her precious son said that he didn’t want to eat those dry cakes anymore.

Not to mention, before she left home, she had told her son that she would bring him fragrant rice.

If she came back empty-handed, her son would hate her to death.

“No, go scoop some more, and the meat too, add a few more slices.” Gu Honghua didn’t care about the details; she only knew that her son couldn’t be slighted.

“It’s gone. They’ve already washed the pot.” Wang Huifang felt aggrieved; her daughter Wutong didn’t let her near the pot at all. Now, when she ate, it was Wutong who brought the food back for her.

“What?! Washed already? That fast! Are they starving ghosts?” Gu Honghua exclaimed in disbelief.

The food had just been made not too long ago, and now it was already finished and the pot washed?

Wang Huifang nodded.

“Then… then scoop a bowl of gruel for me. You’re still working, so the base should still give you food,” Gu Honghua’s eyes darted around, coming up with another idea.

If the rice was gone, there should still be some gruel.

Let Wang Huifang scoop some gruel, and she would take it back for her son.

Then she’d soothe her son and bring him rice tomorrow.

“The gruel is gone too.” Bringing this up made Wang Huifang feel very guilty; she didn’t even dare look Gu Honghua in the eyes.

“How could it be gone? I haven’t seen you go scoop the gruel. How could it be gone? Are they daring to embezzle your food?” Gu Honghua didn’t believe it.

She had been watching for a while, and Wang Huifang definitely didn’t come over to scoop up her portion of gruel.

“It’s really gone. My gruel was scooped up by Wutong and taken away.”

Wutong said that if they wanted to eat the team’s white rice, they had to hand over their gruel.

Gruel for rice seemed like a good deal.

When Wang Huifang heard this, she thought it made sense and agreed.

“How… How can she take it on your behalf?”

“I don’t know, it seems they had an agreement with the team. The gruel for Cheetah Team was collectively given to Bai Yuanyuan. None of them went to scoop their own gruel. The person in charge of distributing gruel gave it directly to Bai Yuanyuan.”

Gu Honghua looked at Wang Huifang, who was tearful and meek, and was almost furious.

“Do you believe whatever they say? That gruel is your own food; how can you just exchange it? And the rice, since it’s your food, how can you let others eat it?” Gu Honghua’s heart bled; that big bowl of white rice—her son would have been so happy if she could have brought it back.

“My Wutong makes the decisions, and I’m helpless,” Wang Huifang said with a helpless expression.

“You… She’s your daughter, how can you let your daughter boss her own mother?” Gu Honghua was nearly frantic, thinking about the lost bowl of white rice.

Wang Huifang, this fool, it was a bowl of white rice! Her daughter wanted to give it to others, and she didn’t even stop her. Is she stupid? Is she stupid?!

“Wutong has grown up, I can’t control her anymore.” Wang Huifang felt wronged at the mention.

Her daughter had grown up, and she was beyond her control. Wutong would even give her, her own mother, the cold shoulder. Her words cut like a knife; how could she dare to intervene?