Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

Chapter 434

The second floor of the villa has only windows and no doors.

People filed in from the second-floor window.

Stepping on the wooden floor on the second floor, a creaking sound was heard, echoing in the silent villa.

The internal structure of the villa is similar to that of the Zhou family villa, but it is slightly smaller.

Through the window covered with a thin layer of dust, you can see a yard buried in snow.

Except for the terraces covered with snow, the second and third floors are well preserved.

"This house has a nice layout, similar to ours." Zhou Shuwan looked around. "It just needs a good cleanup."

Xiaoliu turned around excitedly and said with satisfaction: "This house is really nice! Finally I won't envy the captain anymore."

"Right now, the housing supply at the base is in short supply, and there are so many places that need repairs that it's probably hard to find anyone to do it. So, you guys have to go to work during the day, and after get off work, our family can come and help."

Qi Mingyu took the initiative to speak.

Since the two sides have become neighbors, they will definitely take care of and help each other in the future.

Tao Zheng and the others did not refuse too much.

Zhou Shuwan smiled and nodded. "That's good. Strength lies in numbers. We can clean it up quickly." She looked around, her eyes landing on the snow-covered terrace. "Once we're done, we'll have to re-plan the area and plant some vegetables, potatoes, etc."

Xiaoliu perked up immediately after hearing this: "Yes, sister-in-law, that's why we want to buy a villa. We'll need you to teach us more when the time comes. We grown men are good at fighting and shooting, but farming is quite difficult."

They all joined the army as soon as they became adults and have little experience in planting.

Zhou Shuwan smiled and said, "It's okay. Your captain has never farmed before, but now he's considered a little expert in farming. You'll naturally learn after a while."

Xiao Liu looked at Qi Mingyu and chuckled, "Of course, don't you see who taught our captain the planting techniques? I never knew the captain was such a man who could turn iron into softness once he got married!"

Everyone else laughed.

Qi Mingyu glared at Xiaoliu helplessly, but seeing Zhou Shuwan's curved eyebrows and cheeks that were obviously more radiant than usual, he paused and started to smile too.

This pleasant atmosphere continued until Qi Mingyu returned home.

Today is the weekend. Except for Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu, the Zhou family, who are always busy, are all staying at home and enjoying their leisure time.

It was warmest around the coal stove, so everyone sat around it, busy with their own things.

"Boom boom boom——"

A knock on the door broke the silence.

Zhou Jianghai got up to open the door and saw through the peephole a strange middle-aged man in winter clothes.

Who is this?

As for the winter clothes, they should be brought by people from General Zhao's side. Could it be that they are looking for Tao Zheng and the others?

After the end of the world, everyone is very vigilant and will not let strangers into their homes.

So Zhou Jianghai didn't open the door, but asked through the window: "Excuse me, who are you?"

The person outside the door paused for a moment before speaking: "My name is Qi Zhenmin."

Zhou Jianghai felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Zhenmin? Is it Zhenmin?" Grandma Pang's surprised voice came from the living room, with a hint of trembling.

She walked tremblingly to the window and saw the figure she had been thinking about day and night at a glance.

Although so many years have passed and that man has become a little old, he is indeed his son!

"Zhenmin!" Grandma Pang was very excited: "Dahai, let him in quickly!"

Zhou Jianghai also remembered who Qi Zhenmin was!

He opened the door in surprise.

Qi Zhenmin walked into the house, took off his hat, revealing a weather-beaten face.

He looked around and his gaze finally fell on Grandma Pang, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"mom……"

Grandma Pang stood up trembling, her eyes blurred with tears.

"Zhenmin...it's really you..."

When Qi Mingyu and Zhou Shuwan returned home, before they even entered, they heard Grandma Pang and a strange middle-aged man talking at the door. The atmosphere was a little unusual.

The curtains in the house are always drawn.

Qi Mingyu frowned. He had always been concerned about Grandma Pang's affairs. Seeing this scene, he felt vaguely uneasy.

Zhong Tiyun opened the door and saw the two of them. She seemed to want to say something but stopped herself, with a complicated expression.

"Mom, are there guests today?" Zhou Shuwan asked doubtfully.

Qi Mingyu was about to go in, but was stopped by Zhong Tiyun.

"Xiao Yu," Zhong Tiyun lowered her voice and said hurriedly, "your father is here."

Qi Mingyu was stunned, and then a hint of coldness flashed across his brows.

Zhong Tiyun's face was solemn. She pulled Qi Mingyu and whispered, "Xiao Yu, calm down and listen to what he has to say first."

She glanced inside the house and added, "Your father...he hasn't had an easy time these past few years."

Qi Ming pushed open the half-closed door without saying a word and strode into the house.

Inside the house, a middle-aged man was reminiscing about the past with Grandma Pang, and the atmosphere was strangely harmonious.

The man was thin and had a calm demeanor. Although he looked a little old, with deep wrinkles at the corners of his mouth and between his brows, it was clear that he had not had a very happy life over the years. However, one could still see the handsomeness of his youth.

He was wearing an old down jacket that had been washed so much that it looked faded, and sat opposite Grandma Pang with tears in his eyes.

Grandma Pang held his hand, tears streaming down her face, muttering something, and patted the back of the man's hand from time to time, as if comforting the child who had finally returned to his father's arms.

Qi Mingyu watched coldly without saying a word.

Zhou Shuwan followed behind him and gently pulled his sleeve, signaling him to be patient.

The air in the room seemed to freeze, filled with an indescribable oppression.

Qi Mingyu shook her hand, then took off his air-conditioning suit and threw it on the sofa. He took a deep breath, walked to Grandma Pang, stood there stiffly, and called out in a cold tone, "Dad."

When Qi Zhenmin heard Qi Mingyu's voice, his body trembled violently. He turned to look at him, tears streaming down his face. "Xiaoyu...you're back."

He stood up and took two steps forward, but seemed a little timid and stood still, looking at Qi Mingyu greedily with an excited expression, as if he really missed his son very much!

"You, you have grown up..." A sigh that was hard to tell whether it was pride or regret.

Qi Mingyu had actually thought about it countless times in his mind, what expression and mood his father would have when he saw him next time.

Are you too excited to speak?

Is it to pour out all the resentment and longing hidden in my heart over the years?

Or do you just treat the other person as a stranger?

But now he knows.

He stood there tall and straight, like a pine tree on the edge of a cliff, looking at the old man in front of him who was already heading downhill, and found that he was actually very calm.

Yes, it's very peaceful.

His previous assumptions contained intense love and hate, as well as longing and resentment that he wanted to express.

But, over the years, these emotions of his had been wiped out without him knowing when!