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

Listening to my parents setting themselves as bad examples, they taught Mu Mu that he should eat until he is 80% full and not to have indigestion, etc.

In the midst of the excitement, there was suddenly a faint shouting and cursing from next door, followed by heart-wrenching crying.

From the sound, it sounded like Tung Chee-hwa was scolding his daughter.

This is something that happens frequently since the Dong family moved in.

It was either Tung Chee-hwa who scolded his daughter, or Chen Qiu who scolded her. Dong Qingqing was not a weak person. No matter whether she felt pain or not, she would let out heart-wrenching screams when she was beaten or scolded, so the noise was very loud every time.

The Zhou family all frowned.

Zhong Tiyun sighed: "What era is this? Their family still favors boys over girls. I think Qingqing is really unlucky to be born in his family!"

"Things will complain when they're not right!" Zhou Jianghai frowned. "Since the apocalypse, the Dong family has never let Qingqing have a full meal. She's a few years older than our Wanwan, but she's so thin her cheeks are sunken. Their nanny is even fatter than their daughter."

"They practice a separate dining system. Everyone gets their food at the right time and in the right amount." Zhong Tiyun muttered, "It would be fine if everyone did that. But I think Tung Chee-hwa and his wife have gained some weight, but their two children are so thin."

Zhong Tiyun and her husband love their daughter very much and look down on anyone who mistreats her.

As they were talking, the noise over there became louder.

Dong Qingqing's cries were like the dull pain of being hit by a stick, and became sharper and more miserable, and were transmitted into the Zhou family through the cracks in the three doors.

Zhou Jianghai couldn't sit still any longer and stood up. "Should we go and take a look? Don't let the child get sick from the beating!"

"That was done by her parents. What can we do when we go there?" Having said that, Zhong Tiyun couldn't help but stand up and listened to the noise next door with a slightly frown.

Zhou Shuwan thought about how Dong Qingqing had arrogantly exchanged ten kilograms of pork ribs for liquor during the day, and wondered what had happened to the Dong family.

Although Tung Chee-hwa was rich, he lost most of his supplies when he moved. In addition, his supplies were flooded. After he moved, supermarkets and boats had purchase restrictions, so his life was always difficult.

But Tung Chee-hwa was very scheming. The Zhou and Qi families went out early and came back late to look for supplies. He also went out often and would bring back a lot of things from time to time.

Logically speaking, their family's life should not be so difficult, but Tung Chee-hwa was a man who was good at planning for the future. He had a lot of supplies, and he kept them all under close watch.

The food and drinks for the family are all in limited quantities.

Those who contribute more, like him, will get a bigger share.

Those who contribute less and eat idle meals at home, such as sons and daughters, will get less.

Dong Xinglong was taken care of by his mother, who would secretly give him some food from time to time, but Dong Qingqing was left unattended, which made her even more resentful.

The beating and scolding were still going on over there. Mu Mu stopped playing and listened attentively with his ears perked up.

Zhou Shuwan thought for a moment and said, "Dad, Mom, I'll go over there."

"Hey, Wanwan, it's not good to get involved in this kind of thing!" Zhong Tiyun hurriedly reminded her.

Zhou Shuwan nodded: "I know, I said I would come to talk to Sister Qingqing. You two are of the same generation, so it's not appropriate for you to come forward."

Zhou Jianghai hesitated for a moment and said, "Then you better be careful." He then complained, "How could Chen Qiu not protect his daughter? He just let her father beat and scold him like this!"

Zhou Shuwan opened the door, and the crying sounds from the other side became clearer.

She had just taken two steps when she paused.

Qi Mingyu, Grandma Pang, Wei Wei, Ma Tinglan and others were standing halfway up the stairs. They all looked at each other, hesitating whether they should step forward and ask.

"Wanwan." Qi Mingyu called out.

Zhou Shuwan nodded, walked straight to the door of Dong's house and knocked.

There was no movement inside, so Zhou Shuwan knocked on the door again.

The sound of sticks beating people stopped.

Dong Jianhua's voice came, still unable to conceal his anger: "Who?"

Zhou Shuwan raised his voice: "Uncle Dong, it's me, Shuwan. I need help with Sister Qingqing. Is she home? Is it convenient for her to come out?"

It was quiet inside.

After a while, Dong Jianhua opened the door, restrained the anger on his face, and smiled: "It's Shu Wan, your sister Qingqing has a cold..."

His words came to an abrupt halt as his eyes caught sight of a group of people standing at the stairs and Zhou Jianghai and his wife standing at the door of the Zhou family's house.

He paused, barely concealing his embarrassment, and said to Zhou Shuwan with a kind smile, "Your sister Qingqing has a cold and can't go out to see people. If you have anything to say, tell your uncle and I'll tell her!"

Zhou Shuwan looked back from his body and saw only the sticks thrown on the ground and the benches lying in all directions.

Dong Qingqing, her mother and her younger brother were nowhere to be found.

She smiled and said, "Uncle, I'll go in and find Sister Qingqing. I'm embarrassed to tell you a girl's private matters."

As she said this, she was about to go in.

Dong Jianhua's face changed, and he quickly blocked her way. He endured it, but still said with a forced smile: "Girl, how dare you barge into someone else's house! If you have anything to say, just tell me and I'll pass it on."

"Wanwan!" Zhong Tiyun was worried that Tung Chee-hwa, who beat his daughter, would also hit Zhou Shuwan, so she called out worriedly.

Zhou Shuwan turned his head and gave her a reassuring smile.

Then he turned around as if he didn't notice Tung Chee-hwa's dissatisfaction that he was trying hard to hide, and continued to say with a smile: "Then I will talk to Aunt Chen Qiu. I'm really embarrassed to tell you!"

Dong Jianhua looked at Zhou Shuwan, who was smiling, and after thinking for a while, he called out to the house: "A Qiu, Shuwan next door wants to talk to you, come out quickly."

Chen Qiu's hurried voice came from the bedroom: "Hey!"

She walked out, looking a little disheveled. Her clothes and hair, which were usually elegantly dressed, were disheveled, as if she had just been in a fight.

The nanny, Aunt Song, also hurried out of the bedroom.

She looked even more miserable, with a bloody mark on her face, as if someone had scratched her with fingernails.

"Shu, Shuwan, what's the matter?" Chen Qiu looked at Zhou Shuwan with a forced smile.

The latter looked at her and Aunt Song, then glanced in the direction they came out, a little hesitant.

Dong Qingqing is obviously in trouble, so should she help her?

"Auntie, it's like this..." Zhou Shuwan pretended to be embarrassed and said a few words quickly in Chen Qiu's ear.

The latter looked embarrassed, but nodded: "We don't have much left, so I'll lend you one."

As she spoke, she went back to the bedroom and quickly returned, handing something to Zhou Shuwan.

When he wanted to pull his hand back, Zhou Shuwan grabbed his wrist.

Zhou Shuwan looked thin, but was very strong, and Chen Qiu couldn't break free for a while.

She looked up in surprise, and met the latter's deep gaze.

Her heart sank, but the other party had already let go and smiled: "Thank you, Aunt Chen Qiu, I will return it another day!"

The Dong couple had been guarding the door tightly. If Zhou Shuwan wanted to rush in, he had to go around them first.