I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 115 - 079: Uncle Lin, who is like a devil..._3

Chapter 115: Chapter 079: Uncle Lin, who is like a devil..._3

He felt at ease living here, a sense of calm that Lin Fan had imparted to him. If the one who had saved them was a dictator, using Sunshine District as a base, ruling as a king, then even if he had been saved, he wouldn’t have a smile on his face every day.

The threat of zombies was no different from the oppression of a dictator.

He wouldn’t do anything against his conscience.

Lin Fan said, "Old Master, Zicheng and his grandfather are not in a good situation, their lives are far from wealthy. I was thinking of covering their rent first, but in all these years of working until now, I haven’t saved up any money. So I wanted to borrow some from you, Old Master. Would that be okay?"

"Of course, there’s no problem at all, you have my bank card. You can just go and withdraw the money," Old Master Wang agreed without a second thought, understanding Lin Fan’s way of thinking.

Old Zhou calmly watched from the side, his admiration for Old Wang flowing incessantly like the waters of the Yellow River.

He also knew how to converse with Lin Fan, following the rules of peacetime, which now seemed somewhat out of place in the post-apocalyptic world.

"Thank you, Old Master. I’ll pay back the money," Lin Fan said gratefully.

Old Master Wang waved his hand, "No worries, it’s nothing much. I’m aware of their situation. Consider the money for their supplies a good deed on my account."

"Old Master, you truly are a good person."

"Hahaha, Lin Fan, you’re the good person," Old Master Wang laughed as he spoke.

He enjoyed interacting with Lin Fan because conversing with him really felt like living in a time of peace.

...

Knock, knock.

Standing in front of Yan Nini’s door, he gently knocked.

Creak.

Upon opening the door and seeing Yan Nini, Lin Fan handed her the bag he was holding.

"I bought you Su Fei, both daily and overnight types; take a look to see if they’re okay," he said softly.

Some things with women were unavoidable, not something one could simply wish away.

Yan Nini took the bag, "Thank you. When my little guest arrives, my stomach always hurts uncontrollably, I really wish I could feel comfortable and not have this little guest."

Lin Fan said, "Really? Then drink more hot water. Also, the only way to stop your little guest is if you’re pregnant."

The first half of his sentence made Yan Nini think Lin Fan was a typical straight man, but the second half left her speechless, unsure of what to say next.

"If you’re uncomfortable, rest well. If there’s anything you need, you can find me," Lin Fan waved and turned to leave.

Yan Nini watched Lin Fan’s retreating figure, then looked down at the bag in her hands, lost in thought.

Eventually, she shook her head and went back inside.

In the fields.

Li Mei and Grandma Xu were inspecting the vegetable garden.

Seeing the vegetables sprouting was a relief. In the past, many people liked to plant some vegetables in their own yard—not out of necessity, but just to pass the time.

Now, in the post-apocalyptic world, these were necessities for their survival and naturally required careful attention.

"Li Sister." Lin Fan called out.

Li Mei turned around, "Lin Fan, what is it?"

"Here."

"What’s this?" Confusion showed on Li Mei’s face as she wondered what was inside the black bag. Upon opening it, she was somewhat taken aback.

Lin Fan smiled, "These are sanitary pads. I hadn’t thought of them before. Little Yan mentioned her little guest had arrived, and when I went to buy some sanitary pads for her, I thought of your situation and got some for you too. I’m not sure if the size is right."

Li Mei, mouth agape, then smiled, "Thank you so much."

Grandma Xu said, "Our Lin Fan really is a thoughtful young man. Whoever becomes Lin Fan’s wife in the future is truly going to be fortunate."

Lin Fan replied, "Grandma Xu, with my current situation and conditions, who would take a fancy to me? Oh, right, I still have some things to deliver, so I’ll be going now."

After speaking, he waved his hand and departed from Li Sister and Grandma Xu.

As Lin Fan left,

Li Mei looked at the bag in her hands—a necessity for women indeed.

She never thought to speak to Lin Fan about such matters. After all, they were in the apocalypse, and some matters didn’t need to be made too complicated. Surviving was enough. Who would have expected Lin Fan to think of her while buying those things for little Yan?

Moved, she felt nothing but a profound sense of being touched.

Lin Fan delivered the necessities for the baby to Yang Hui. Having just given birth, she was fragile and needed to recover properly. Seeing Yang Hui’s pale complexion, he also felt a bit helpless.

Many food items were no longer available.

The desolation of the food market, with no chickens, ducks, or geese for sale, meant there were few ingredients left to replenish one’s nutrition.

For the help from Lin Fan and the other kind-hearted people around her, Yang Hui felt an urge to cry. Her life hadn’t grown hopeless with the arrival of the apocalypse, but when her husband abandoned her, that was her most desperate moment.

If it weren’t for Gu Hang’s companionship and protection, perhaps she would have left this wretched world with the child in her womb.

Arriving in Sunshine District,

She felt as though she was being protected by a host of suns, warming her deeply wounded heart.

"Thank you."

Thousands of words of gratitude were condensed into two words, sincerely said to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan responded with a silent smile.

Life may be full of difficulties, but it’s often the little acts of care from those around us that sustain our hope, the hope that keeps many of us alive.

He hoped that everyone would be well.

Everyone being well meant the world was a good place.

Room 603.

Inside the room,

Grandma Liang was tutoring two children. Despite Feifei’s apparent focus, her thoughts had begun to drift. However, Tingting was earnestly scribbling on the paper, deeply engrossed in the problems.