Under the moonlight

"Okay, have you had breakfast? Want to eat together?"

"Oh, no need, I've already eaten."

"Okay, then wait for me here for a while." Zhao Meng said and strode away.

Huang Meng finally breathed a sigh of relief. What happened? Wasn't she supposed to be calm? Why did she panic again? She scolded herself in her mind and took a few more deep breaths before she could calm herself down.

A few minutes later, Zhao Meng called Huang Meng at the door, and together with another boy, they got into the car.

"This is Lin Chao. He's quite familiar with the products. If you have any questions later, or if there are any questions you're unsure about, you can ask him," Zhao Meng said while fastening his seatbelt.

"Hello." Huang Meng turned her head and greeted Lin Chao, who was sitting in the back of the passenger seat. He just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

Zhao Meng started the car. It was still a while before the morning rush hour, and the traffic was not heavy, so the car drove smoothly.

Huang Meng sat in her seat and silently reviewed the important product information she had just looked at. Although she couldn't memorize it perfectly, she could still manage to get by.

Even if she couldn't do it, Lin Chao was still there. She took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. After all, S language was her major, and she had even been to S country. Being a translator in China was no problem. Thinking this way, she felt more confident.

A short while later, the car stopped in front of a hotel.

After getting out of the car, the representative from Country S was already waiting at the door. Zhao Meng jogged over and shook hands with him, and Huang Meng quickly followed and stood beside him.

"It's a great pleasure to be in your country!" Huang Meng translated the representative's words to Zhao Meng.

"We also welcome your arrival!" Zhao Meng said, looking at the representative from Country S and then at Huang Meng.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Zhao Meng took the luggage from Bansi with one hand and gestured for him to get into the car. In the car, Bansi asked a few simple questions about the production status of the ordered products. He then expressed that Zhao Meng's willingness to sign a contract with them to export these goods to their country was a huge help.

It is not hard to see from his words that he is very worried about the war that has ravaged his country, especially the lives of innocent people. It is no exaggeration to say that it will take at least two or three years to recover.

Currently, many of them still live in government-provided resettlement tents, relying on government supplies for three meals a day. Food supplies are limited, not to mention the issue of children's education.

As Huang Meng translated his words, she couldn't help but think of Nasha's family.

After I left, I thought their government would help them recover their lives as soon as possible, but I never expected the giant beast to collapse so suddenly. The saddest thing is not the small animals that were crushed to death, but how the survivors will continue to survive on the ruins.

She thought that as long as she escaped that environment and returned to the embrace of her motherland, she could escape her misery. But she forgot that the devastation she saw was still vivid in her mind, the shocking ruins, and the countless lonely corpses forgotten by the roadside. These were all problems for those who were still alive.

Everything else could be ignored, but the basic necessities of human existence—food and shelter alone—were something they couldn't even afford. Huang Meng couldn't help but ask, "Where has your government gone so far? At least you should be ensuring people have food! And what about all those corpses? What about your epidemic prevention measures?"

Thinking of Nasha's family, who had helped them several times, and the kind people who had helped her stand up during the war, she couldn't help but ask so many questions. Only after asking them did she realize that she might be worrying too much.

She glanced at Bansi somewhat guiltily, but he didn't seem to think Huang Meng was being presumptuous. He sighed and said, "Alas, although the war is only happening in the main city, our country has limited arable land, and most of our food needs to be imported. But our country is too small, so which merchants are willing to do business with us? Right now, we can only use our stored grain for relief, but if we don't find a solution soon, once our grain reserves are gone, we'll have to borrow from other cities. At that time, the whole country will fall into panic, which will be even more disadvantageous for us."

"Moreover, we rely on tourism and mining for our livelihood. Now, with the war, no one is going back to our country for tourism, our manpower is being lost, and we lack the capacity to mine and export or trade minerals. In short, we can only rely on ourselves now, sigh~"

Listening to Bansi's constant sighs, even though he couldn't understand what they were saying, Zhao Meng could guess the gist of it from his sorrowful expression. He looked at Huang Meng in the back seat through the rearview mirror; her smiling face was clouded with worry, and her brows were almost furrowed.

Zhao Meng looked ahead. It seemed that she really cared about this country. The worry she showed was not something an ordinary person would have.

"So, what you're short of most right now is food, right? But how come you signed these orders for daily necessities this time?" Huang Meng asked after thinking for a moment.

“Besides food, these things are essential for daily life. Most people’s homes have been destroyed, and they have nothing left but clothes covered in soot and mud. If people really live like animals, there is no hope. Our government hopes that, at least in these dark times, our people can at least live each day cleanly and with dignity,” Bansi said, turning his head to look at Huang Meng.

Huang Meng thought about it. This morning, she did see in the order information that they had imported a large number of toiletries such as toothbrushes, toothpaste, towels, and soap. She remembered the first hot shower she took after arriving at the embassy. Indeed, she only felt alive after cleaning herself up.

This may be the only way their government can think of to improve the people's hope for survival. As long as they can still import goods, it means they have not been abandoned by other countries, and it means that one day they will be able to import food, vegetables, and even more of what they need.

She understood that after experiencing life and death, people can have endless courage as long as they hold onto a glimmer of hope.