Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 104: Revenge of 1501

Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Revenge of 1501

Song Yi poured her a glass of water, using a disposable paper cup.

Jhiang Yuan took it, thanked him, and then formally addressed the issue.

"I think they’re doing it on purpose, taking advantage of the unstable weather to form cliques, who knows what kind of mess they could stir up."

The incident at Ye Mianmian’s house was still vivid in her memory.

"Yes, we can’t let our guard down.

Those with supplies probably wouldn’t want to follow them.

Those he can recruit are likely those without food or a place to live."

Jhiang Yuan nodded, his thoughts coinciding with her own.

"Then we have even less reason to get involved with him."

Unspoken was the notion: We have food and drink, isn’t it better to just enjoy our own little lives?

"Hmm, this group of people probably won’t give up so easily.

We’re not giving them face, and they’re bound to be suspicious.

Let alone others, that Sun Yian is very good at sowing discord."

Jhiang Yuan looked up, meeting Song Yi’s eyes: "You’ve noticed too, that he’s a troublemaker?"

"Pfft"...

Song Yi actually laughed, well, that’s much better than a stern face.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, just that someone with such leadership skills, and you actually say that.

What does that make the group following him?"

What else could it be, what does a troublemaker stir?

"Just a figure of speech..."

She spoke sheepishly, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

"With his looks and scholarly demeanor, he should be quite popular with women."

"Maybe, but it has nothing to do with me."

Jhiang Yuan didn’t want to talk further, finding Song Yi somewhat strange.

"Right, they’ll probably go downstairs too; should we give them a heads-up?"

"No need, apartment 2002 has plenty of supplies, enough for a few people. Zhang Kaiyang and Ye Mianmian are not fools; they won’t agree to it."

"Well, that’s good then."

Since there was nothing to worry about, she went back.

Anyway, none of them would cooperate with Sun Yian, like-minded individuals all sharing the same thought.

In the afternoon, the three of them cooperated to exercise for a while.

Qin Yue felt that it wasn’t as good as dancing in the square, so she decided to go back to the room, and Jhiang Yuan let her.

Impatience won’t get you hot tofu; take it slow, square dancing can exercise the body too.

As long as the immunity is boosted; following everyone in the dance has its benefits for mom too.

She then had Xiao Nuan come over to walk on the treadmill for a while, and the little girl was very cooperative.

"Mom, can I go see the puppy next door at Uncle’s house?"

"Xiao Nuan, be good, the uncle is resting, it’s not convenient for us to go over. Wait until tomorrow morning, and you can go out with mom.

By then, the puppy will come over too."

"Really?"

The little one’s face was serious; being cooped up for too long, she must have been bored just walking around the house every day.

"Of course, mom promises."

"Then remember to call me tomorrow morning, Mom."

"Okay!"

After making the promise, the little girl was happy, and Jhiang Yuan got her a tablet to watch cartoons.

Qin Yue finished her square dancing and was getting ready to cook.

Jhiang Yuan took the opportunity, under the pretext of going to the bathroom, to enter the space.

There was a lot to organize, starting with the clothes.

She brought back quite a few standing clothes racks, and arranged them all around the room, filling each rack completely, leaving no gaps whatsoever.

There really were a lot of clothes, including a considerable number of thick ones; they were all separated, making them easier to find later on.

There were also a lot of undergarments, which seemed like a waste of space to hang up on racks.

Jhiang Yuan brought over some storage boxes and put them all inside.

There’s plenty of space under the shorter clothes, more than enough to fit another storage box.

There was still a lot of stuff, all packed up and unopened, with several pieces bundled together.

All of it was placed at the bottom, making rational use of the space, without any waste.

After about half an hour of this busy work, she came out.

Xiao Nuan was still watching TV on the bed, and their mom’s spicy hot pot was ready.

She felt like she was eating too often but with three meals a day, not one could be missed.

Kids are still growing, and it’s not okay to skip meals.

But, there’s always someone who comes over to stir up trouble.

When the wailing started from outside, she had only eaten half of her meal.

Looking through the surveillance, they saw it was the old lady from the fifteenth floor, now causing a ruckus in the hallway outside.

Wailing to the heavens, she carried on as if it were like the old days in the village, when someone had died and mourning was loud and intense.

"Daughter, you stay inside. I’ll go have a look,"

"No need, Dad. Let her curse. We eat," she replied.

The room was equipped with soundproof panels, so they only noticed because the hallway’s sensors reacted.

The screen here would automatically turn on, and that’s how they knew what was happening.

As she spoke, Jhiang Yuan muted the sound and continued to eat her meal in front of the monitor.

It was like watching a movie; she was indeed curious to see what other tricks the old lady had up her sleeve.

As expected, after howling for a while and seeing that no one came out, the old lady left, cursing under her breath.

A one-woman show eventually drew no audience.

Life for the Jhiang Family carried on undisturbed, with eating and drinking as usual.

Their mom even brought over two big apples for dessert after the meal.

There was still plenty to do in Jhiang Yuan’s space, aside from managing the supplies.

The vegetables she had planted earlier were doing well; chili peppers, eggplants, and zucchinis had all begun to flower.

She was now more convinced that things grew faster in this space than usual.

Watching her own vegetables grow wildly, she couldn’t simply ignore them.

Among the potted plants she had collected, there were quite a few bamboo-like items.

Although they had all died, they could still be put to good use.

She picked some out, trimmed off the excess branches, and placed them beside the vegetable seedlings.

They didn’t need to be too close—a gap of about five centimeters would do.

Then, she secured the vegetable seedlings to the bamboo sticks, allowing them to climb up them.

Green beans, cucumbers, and tomatoes needed to be propped up like this.

Eggplants, bell peppers, chili peppers, and zucchinis, on the other hand, did not.

After all this work, it was getting late, and time to rest.

A good night’s sleep followed.

The next morning, Xiao Nuan also got up with her.

She left early today to unlock the hallway doors for Zhang Kaiyang and Ye Mianmian.

What she absolutely did not expect was to find the entire hallway vandalized; red liquid, which she presumed to be paint, had been splashed everywhere.

The word "bitch" stood out starkly on the wall opposite.

Excrement littered the stairwell entrance, and some unknown fluid was running down the stairs to the lower floors.

Seeing this, her blood pressure soared to one hundred and eighty—it was like a toad on her back, not biting, just being utterly nauseating.

"My god, who would do such a thing? This is outrageous," she exclaimed.

Zhang Kaiyang and Ye Mianmian had arrived and were stunned by the scene.

"I know who did this. You guys come inside!"