Rebirth In the End of the World Raising Buns

Wen Luming went through the slums one by one, and suddenly saw a mother and child in a dilapidated shanty less than two meters wide. Weeping.

His mother hugged him and stuffed the dick into his mouth, but no milk came out of his shriveled breasts. Spit it out, cry like a kitten, dying.

The mother, who was already skinny, shed tears in big drops, her eyes were red from crying, and she squeezed her breast desperately with one hand, until the skin was torn and the milk could not be squeezed out.

It seems that there is not enough to eat, and there is no milk to feed the child. The mother worked hard for a long time, but to no avail, she could only hold the poor child and cry bitterly.

Wen Luming felt uncomfortable watching it. She is also a mother, and she can't see children suffering. She remembered that in her cave, none of the milk powder collected before was given to Wen Tiandao, but now she can give it to this little baby who has no milk.

They'll also need some clothes, diapers, that sort of thing.

Wen Luming found some things they needed from his cave, put them in a bag, and planned to send them to the poor mother and son.

She packed up a large package, and it was a bit too conspicuous to carry it like this, so let's take it out when we get there.

She took an umbrella from home, added a spiritual barrier to the umbrella to block the sun's ultraviolet rays, and went out.

When they arrived at the place where the mother and son lived, they were still crying softly. Wen Luming pushed open the wooden door that was covered with rags and was about to fall apart. The sad mother looked up at her and said nothing.

Wen Luming walked over, took out a bag, put it next to the woman, and said, "This is for you." She took out another can of milk powder, "Make milk powder for him to drink."

The woman's eyes stared at the can of milk powder all of a sudden, wishing she could snatch it right away. But after thinking for a while, she hugged the child in her arms tighter, and looked at Wen Luming warily, "I don't have anything, I can't afford it."

"Send it to you, you can starve, and your son will die if he has nothing to eat." Wen Luming knew that if he gave someone something for no reason, he would definitely be suspected of having ulterior motives. But she really didn't want anything from them.

The woman hesitated for a moment, knowing that she had nothing, and even if others wanted to plan something, they would not be able to find them.

So she took the can of milk powder, put the child on the thing that looked like a quilt, and wanted to find boiling water to make the milk powder, but found that her house was empty and there was nothing but a bed on the floor.

She was discouraged all of a sudden, stood there blankly, tears streaming down one after another, her hoarse voice was full of despair: "Look, I don't even have a baby bottle or water, even if I have milk powder , the child can’t eat it either.”

Wen Luming took out a brand new baby bottle and a thermos from the package. Put your hands on the mouth of the bottle and the water bottle, and the water flow immediately fills the bottle and the water bottle.

She rinsed the two containers, and then used her ability to emit boiling water to fill the thermos. Wen Luming took the milk powder from the woman's hand, scooped out a few spoonfuls into the bottle, then poured a jet of water into the bottle, stirred it well, and put it in a place to wait for it to cool to a suitable temperature.

When the woman saw Wen Luming's actions, she immediately knelt down to Wen Luming excitedly, bowed her head on the ground and cried loudly, "Wuuu, only my son and I are left in our family! I escaped here, I can’t do anything, and I can still go hungry! But my child has had no milk for several days! Thank you for your kindness! You are our Bodhisattva..."

Wen Luming wanted to pull her up, but she was lying there, crying uncontrollably, even Wen Luming couldn't pull her up. It looked like he was venting, venting all the panic and sorrow these days.

Wen Luming made her vent slowly. She took out another small bowl, poured out a little cold boiled water, picked up the thin child,

Give him a little water first.

The poor little child weighs nothing when he is held in his arms. He is so skinny and frightening to the touch. He is afraid that if he is touched, he will die immediately.

Wen Luming carefully fed him the water. He was obviously very hungry. As soon as his lips touched the water, he immediately used what little energy he had left to drink the water, and his little fingers knew how to tighten like a matchstick. Hold on to the side of the bowl.

He drank half a bowl of water before stopping, feeling a little sad when he heard Lu Ming.

The woman finally had enough crying, got up from the ground, touched the tears on her face, took the baby, and said, "Thank you! Thank you! Kind lady! Just let me feed him myself, you sit..."

Seeing that there was nothing at home for Wen Luming to sit on, she smiled awkwardly at her.

Wen Luming filled the bowl with water again and asked her to drink. The woman stopped drinking after two sips. Wen Luming looked at her suspiciously and smiled: "I'll save some drinking."

She held her son in her arms, her eyes fixed on the bottle. Wen Luming handed her the bottle, and she took it gratefully, and also understood that Wen Luming had no malicious intentions. Apart from herself and her son, what else could she have planned for others? She is just an ordinary person, thin and weak, and can't even do physical work, let alone her son. At this time, children are really a burden.

She was very grateful for Wen Luming's kindness, and only thought that if she survived in the future, she must repay her benefactor well. She held the warm bottle and waited for it to cool.

When her son finally had something to eat, she was free to talk to Wen Luming. She saw that Wen Luming looked pampered all over her body, combined with the water ability she had just used, she understood that Wen Luming must be a supernatural being who can support herself.

I feel more grateful in my heart. Human beings are now divided into three, six, and nine classes. The first class is the power holders of the base, who can decide the affairs in the base and manage everyone; Base labor, able to support themselves and their families; the third class is ordinary people, who can only sell their labor to barely support themselves; the fourth class is the old, weak, sick and disabled without labor.

In the last days, the strong are respected, and only those with big fists can speak. The morality and ethics before the end of the world are already on the verge of collapse. People with supernatural powers look down on ordinary people. Many people with supernatural powers think that they are the chosen ones, so they have supernatural powers and can survive in the last days. Those without supernatural powers Ordinary people are already eliminated, the survival of the fittest, they are no longer qualified to survive.

This kind of view is the default of many supernatural beings and bases, so in other bases, supernatural beings kill ordinary people, and they will kill them without punishment, because compared with supernatural beings who can kill zombies , Ordinary people are nothing at all, they are inferior people who can sacrifice at will.

For mobile phone users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.