Chapter 42: Nothing to Trade, I Can't Give You Food

After climbing out of the swimming pool, Shi Yuebai changed into the spacious new clothes recently sewn by Mother Shi.
It was a cylindrical new garment made by stitching together two clean new bedsheets.
Even so, it was already quite wonderful for Shi Yuebai.
In this wasteland, finding clothes that actually fit her would probably be very difficult.
Her original outfit, covered entirely in patches and holes, had long since become unwearable.
As for the old clothes she had taken off...

Feng Moxue had finally received some good news; Feng Xinlian must be at her wit's end right now! Although she couldn't see her in pain and remorse, she could well imagine it! Having been deceived so terribly, how could Feng Xinlian possibly be doing well?

Cheng Liping and Liu Weiguo exchanged glances, both feeling a mild headache coming on. That burly fellow looked at a glance like someone from the underworld; these matters were usually easy to resolve and rarely involved the authorities. But with He Yong pulling such a stunt, he was bound to attract the police. Coming as it did right during the New Year, turning into such a mess made one's head hurt just thinking about it.

"Can you bypass it? If not, we should just go around. As for the people inside, we'd better not meddle in other people's business!" Xiao Chen said upon hearing this.

Disguised, Mo Yiyue and Mu Yuncheng headed to the Jin residence to seek refuge with the Xinghai Sect, only to be stopped by the guards right at the door.

"Tell me, how can you do this? Poaching people right from under my nose so flagrantly and without any pretense, what do you expect me to think? Show me a little face at least, won't you beg me?" Chu Qingyun said with a shameless grin, leaning forward.

Cheng Liping nodded decisively and shook Master Jiu's hand firmly. That withered, dry palm was reduced to just bones and a layer of skin, yet it possessed astonishing strength.

Zhou Shouchang twitched his nose. Seeking government financial support—wasn't that obviously a dream? Failing to cooperate with Bright Flour according to official instructions was already a slap in the face; to actually want to ask them for money as well? Unless they had lost their minds, not a single cent of approval, including loans, would ever be granted.

Seeing this, Bai Ran thought to herself that Shi Hong must also be wishing he could tear Lin Li into a thousand pieces right now, otherwise he wouldn't have agreed to her request without the slightest hesitation.

"Elder Liang... could it be that you were forced by this Lin Long to take the Ten-Day Heart-Devouring Pill?" Remembering something, the middle-aged man shouted again.

Qu Zhe was also full of regret now. Had he known better, he would have stuck together with him. Now that he had just returned and such a thing had happened, what was he supposed to do in the future?

That afternoon, I received news that after being injured last night, Deng Zerong had fled Rongcheng with Deng Xianming, and their current whereabouts were unknown, with no clue where they might have escaped to.

Qian Yikang's tall frame staggered back a step from my punch, his back coming up against the half-finished cement railing behind him.

Fu Yan'er was still calling her concubine mother at every turn, but caught in bed committing adultery, how could she still be considered a concubine?

"If I hadn't come today, were you planning to just swallow your anger and let it go like that?" Dongfang Ding asked me while driving.

Yuhui clasped her hands together, lowered her head, and remained silent as she followed me into the hall. She looked even more silent than usual, and remarkably, she didn't even dare to look at me. I knew she must have encountered something and wanted to tell me.

To be honest, this fake Brother Bao's acting skills were truly subpar; anyone could tell he was shedding crocodile tears. In truth, he was practically praying for this group of people to fight to the death with the two-headed monster so he could rid himself of the threat.

No one spoke in the private room; everyone was looking at Lin Lin. I had already shared the plan with the guys, and I had deliberately kept Fourth from bringing Cuicui. Now they were all waiting for Lin Lin's reaction.

Old Kang's medical skills were excellent, and for my grandma to have served as a team leader overseeing him meant that my grandma's medical skills must have been even superior to his.