29: She will never forgive

Jiang Fei took out the large gold chain from her backpack and returned it to the woman, saying, "This is fake."

"If you want food, bring real gold to exchange."

The woman's eyes flickered, and she stubbornly said, "If you don't want to exchange, just say so! I bought this gold chain at Wanfu Building! It weighs 200 grams!"

"If you don't believe me, look, I even have the purchase receipt!"

Clink—

The magnet in Jiang Fei's hand stuck to the large gold chain on the table.

Seeing her deception exposed, the woman guiltily lied, "I didn't know the gold chain was fake..."

"The surface of this chain is gold-colored, so it should count as having some gold, right? Can't I even exchange it for a bag of bread?"

Without Jiang Fei needing to speak, Zhu Zi, with keen perception, grabbed the woman and threw her to the very back of the line: "If you dare to cause trouble again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Zhu Zi looked fierce and had a muscular build. The woman was afraid he would actually resort to violence, so she shut up and left unwillingly.

Jiang Fei, with a slight lift of her eyelids, scanned the line for gold exchange: "If you want supplies, you must follow my rules."

"If anyone else tries to trick us with fake gold for supplies, the 22nd floor will stop trading."

Not being able to exchange for supplies wasn't scary; what was scary was incurring collective hatred.

Because of one person, everyone else would go hungry, and one could imagine what kind of retaliation that person would face.

Some people who were holding onto a sliver of hope consciously withdrew from the gold line.

They decided to honestly go catch insects instead.

With no one trying to pass off fakes, Jiang Fei's line quickly completed its transactions.

A total of 1650 grams of gold was collected.

Only one-third of the people from Building A came to trade for supplies today.

After all, the 22nd floor's bad reputation preceded it, and a portion of people were still observing, wanting to see if those who came first could truly obtain supplies safely.

Perhaps there would be more tomorrow.

Jiang Fei thought.

Chu Xia's side was almost done exchanging insects; only a dozen people remained in the corridor.

Just then, Jiang Zhengkang walked over, holding a dirty bottle containing two centipedes.

Jiang Zhengkang lowered his head in embarrassment: "Fei Fei, I know I caught a bit too little, but can you help me exchange for some food..."

"Half a loaf of bread is enough."

Catching sight of Li Yanping hiding on the stairs below, Jiang Fei understood.

Li Yanping knew she wouldn't be given food, so she sent Jiang Zhengkang to exchange for it.

Jiang Fei didn't expose her but instead filled three large bags of food for Jiang Zhengkang: "I lived at my uncle's house for five years. During those five years, for all the snacks you bought me, I am now returning them to you threefold in the form of food."

"From now on, we go our separate ways."

She had no right to interfere with Jiang Zhengkang's marriage, but she could sever this relationship.

Li Yanping could forget about using Jiang Zhengkang to cling to her!

Jiang Zhengkang looked at Jiang Fei with a complex expression: "Must we make things so tense between us?"

"I will talk to your aunt properly. When she eventually understands, she will apologize to you and make up for all the years she wronged you..."

"I don't need it." Jiang Fei looked directly at Jiang Zhengkang and asked seriously:

"If I were to cut off Li Yanping's hands and feet now, and then apologize to her a few years later, would she forgive me?"

"The best compensation is for her to experience everything I experienced."

Five years of living worse than a dog was colder than the extreme cold of the apocalypse.

She would never forgive.

Jiang Zhengkang was speechless.

Finally, he took the bags and left in silence.

Jiang Fei lowered her gaze, hiding a trace of helplessness in her eyes, unable to understand.

How could her mother, such a smart and brave person, have such a weak and timid younger brother?

Li Yanping would eventually be the death of him.

Regardless, this was Jiang Zhengkang's choice, and she respected it.

Having had the chance to repay the life-saving grace from her previous life, she and Jiang Zhengkang were now completely even.

Suddenly, a fruit candy was placed in Jiang Fei's hand.

Chu Xia winked at her but didn't ask anything, continuing to collect insects.

Jiang Fei's heart warmed, and she put away the fruit candy.

Not long after, the three hours were up. Jiang Fei stopped trading, gave Zhu Zi and the others their due compensation, and then went alone to 2103.

It was then she realized that Ling Zhaorui had been staying on the living room sofa.

"Why don't you sleep in the bedroom?"

Ling Zhaorui scratched his head: "As a man, it's not appropriate for me to sleep on a girl's bed."

"The sofa is big and soft; I can sleep here just as well."

As if remembering something, Ling Zhaorui handed Jiang Fei the notebook placed on the coffee table:

"I found paper and a pen in the living room. Since I was bored these past few days, I wrote down some knowledge about planting. You can take it back and read it."

Jiang Fei unexpectedly accepted it and told Ling Zhaorui about the time her bok choy seeds rotted.

After listening, Ling Zhaorui pointed out the problem: "You watered them too much. If the soil is too wet, it will cause the roots to rot."

"You need to water according to the soil moisture and climate humidity. You can also observe regularly; if the bok choy leaves turn yellow, it indicates that the roots are too wet and you need to reduce the amount of water."

For every sentence Ling Zhaorui spoke, Jiang Fei wrote it down on paper.

A bad memory is not as good as a dull pencil, after all.

Having learned almost enough, Jiang Fei impatiently returned to 2202 and entered the Supermarket to implement it.

To avoid wasting seeds, this time she only planted one bok choy as an experiment.

She hoped it would succeed!

At the same time, on the 14th floor, in 1403.

Several bonfires were lit in the living room to drive away insects.

Li Yanping and Jiang Zixuan sat on the old sofa, ravenously eating the food Jiang Zhengkang brought back.

There were some insect bites on their faces and bodies, which were treated with the first-aid kit Xiao Guan had left behind, preventing inflammation and infection.

Jiang Zixuan's right hand, with the severed finger, was also bandaged, with faint traces of blood seeping through.

Li Yanping spat out the licked-clean packaging of a ham sausage and rummaged through the bag: "That stingy Jiang Fei, she just gives us this little bit of stuff to get rid of us. Does she think we're beggars?"

"Jiang Zhengkang, go find Jiang Fei again and tell her that without 100 boxes of supplies, there's no way I'm cutting ties!"

Jiang Zhengkang didn't say a word; he just took a bottle of water and a bag of bread and went to the second bedroom.

Originally, Xiao Guan had led people to seize three apartments on the 14th floor and given them one.

He and Jiang Ziming lived in the second bedroom, while Li Yanping and Jiang Zixuan lived in the master bedroom.

"Ziming, eat something." Jiang Zhengkang sat on the bed, tearing open the packaging, but he didn't hear Jiang Ziming's reply.

"Ziming? Ziming?!"

Jiang Zhengkang frantically pushed Jiang Ziming, but the other party remained unresponsive.

A bad premonition rose in his heart, and Jiang Zhengkang tremblingly placed his hand under Jiang Ziming's nose.

There was no longer any breath.

"Ah!!!" Jiang Zhengkang cried out in despair, unable to accept the fact.

Li Yanping, who came in upon hearing the sound, said impatiently, "What are you going crazy about in here?"

"Ziming... is dead..."

Li Yanping froze, stumbled over, and finding Jiang Ziming had no breath and no heartbeat, she slid to the ground: "My son!!!"

"Jiang Fei! It's all because of Jiang Fei! Ziming died because of her! I'm going to fight her!"

"Enough!" Jiang Zhengkang suddenly stood up and blocked Li Yanping:

"Ziming was killed by you!"

"If it weren't for you indulging him and Jiang Zixuan from childhood, spoiling them to the point of lawlessness, would they have turned out like this?!"

"Everything today is their own doing! And you are the instigator!"

"Oh, you! Ziming isn't your son, Jiang Zhengkang, so you're not sad, are you? What did I do wrong?! It's clearly that ungrateful Jiang Fei who harmed our whole family!" Li Yanping angrily scratched Jiang Zhengkang's face.

Jiang Zhengkang subconsciously pushed Li Yanping away, but it only led to her even more frantic punches and kicks.

Not wanting to argue with Li Yanping anymore, Jiang Zhengkang numbly endured it.

In the living room.

Knowing that Jiang Ziming had died, Jiang Zixuan not only didn't go to see him but instead, while Li Yanping and Jiang Zhengkang were arguing, she desperately stuffed food into her mouth and secretly hid several items of food.

She was fed up with these burdens!

They had no abilities, only knew how to argue.

One day, she would get rid of them!