Under the moonlight

She had only agreed to take on the translation job from Li Shuo because she wanted to earn some pocket money during her free time after graduation. Who would have thought that just as she was about to finish and return to China... Sigh, Huang Meng lowered her head, rubbing her temples repeatedly. Having learned from her previous experience, this time she slowly stood up, and after steadying herself for a while, she walked towards Nasha's family.

"What are you doing?" she asked, looking at the small pit in front of her.

"Oh~ this is for cooking."

Nasha didn't even look at her, busy with his own work. The small pit was already dug, and he placed a small pot on it to test it; it was the perfect size. Nasha smiled with satisfaction. Huang Meng immediately understood; he was planning to cook over this fire. However, after a day of bombing yesterday, the area for miles around was devastated. What food could they possibly have?

Yaqin remained silent, holding little Gash and rocking him gently to comfort him. The little guy must have been terrified, but thankfully his parents were there. He clung to his mother's arms, refusing to leave. Perhaps for him, his mother's embrace was the safest place in the world.

Seeing Huang Meng's questioning expression, she smiled and said, "Girl, don't worry. While you were sleeping, Nasha went out to find some things. Now that there are no stray bullets, everyone can come out and find something usable. Who knows when the next attack will be?"

Hearing her say that, Huang Meng noticed some canned food scattered on the open ground beside her, but there weren't many. There were three adults and a child, and they didn't know how long the next attack would last. She didn't want to die here, whether by being blown up or starving to death.

Huang Meng looked at Nasha, who was still busy, and asked, "Where did you find these things? I'll go out and find some more."

Upon hearing this, Nasha hurriedly waved her hands and said, "No, no, it won't do. It's too chaotic outside right now."

Huang Meng didn't care about all that. She thought, how chaotic could it be? She wanted to take advantage of the fact that there were no stray bullets and quickly go out to scout the way. She couldn't be completely clueless. With that thought, she hurried to get moving. She quickly put on her coat, slung her backpack over her shoulder, which contained some of her identification documents. She couldn't lose those.

Seeing that she was ready, Nasha stopped trying to persuade her, since self-preservation was the most important thing at this time.

The first time he went out, he didn't dare to go too far. He would find some food and hurry back. Even if the three of them had some food, it would only last them two or three days.

Seeing that she was ready, Nasha moved the heavy wooden plank blocking a section of broken wall open a crack. It was just a crack, but the noisy, clamorous, and crying sounds from outside instantly rushed in. Huang Meng turned around and glanced at Yaqin, who looked worried, behind her, and said to Nasha, "If I haven't returned by dark, don't wait for me. Also, open the door only when you hear me speak." After saying that, she squeezed through the crack to the side. As soon as she was out, the door was blocked behind her. Nasha didn't want people outside to find out where they lived. He had a wife and children, and it was already very difficult for his family to survive in the chaos of war these past few days.

Huang Meng took a few steps back and looked at the small shelter they had taken refuge in. She had to admit that Nasha had found a good place. It was on a broken wall, and a huge boulder that had fallen from above was stuck there. They had also moved the surrounding rubble to block the area completely, and used a heavy wooden plank to prop up the entrance. From the outside, it looked like a small space formed after the building collapsed. No one would have thought that they were hiding inside.

Huang Meng turned around and looked at what was in front of her. Everywhere was filled with the smoke of gunpowder, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder. Huang Meng couldn't help but sneer. In the past, she could only set off fireworks and firecrackers during the New Year. At that time, she quite liked the smell. Just thinking about the smell would remind her of the New Year's reunion. But now, the smell only made her feel pungent and nauseous.