Chapter 140: Brother, What Are You Doing?
"What do you want to ask?" Zheng Yan asked.
Zheng Yan had only been calm for a couple of minutes when he saw the wolf next to Shen Que and was so frightened that he grabbed Meng Ci's arm and hid behind him.
"Wolf!"
But when he saw the wolf sitting obediently by Shen Que's side, wagging its tail, Zheng Yan's eyes widened in surprise.
"Is this wolf one of yours?" Zheng Yan, quick-witted, quickly caught on.
Meng Ci nodded.
"Yes."
"You don't need to be afraid; it doesn't bite."
Zheng Yan looked at the wolf, which had transformed from its fierce appearance to tilting its head in a cute manner.
For some reason, Zheng Yan even felt as if the wolf was smiling.
"Well, well, that's good." Zheng Yan swallowed hard but didn't come out from behind Meng Ci.
However, Zheng Yan straightened up and, curious about what the two were carrying, asked, "Young brother, are you planning to stay at the refugee camp?"
Meng Ci nodded, "Yes."
"But we're not sure about the situation here, so we're looking for someone to ask."
At this point, Meng Ci raised his hand and gestured to the wolf.
Seeing its owner beckon, the wolf stood up and trotted over eagerly.
When Zheng Yan saw the wolf coming, his feet moved faster than his brain, and he tried to run away.
But in that instant, his brain caught up, and he stopped his foot mid-step, though his hand still clung to the strap of Meng Ci's backpack.
Oh my God!
This guy is really brave, feeding a wolf.
After the wolf came over, Zheng Yan pressed himself tightly against Meng Ci, almost hanging on him.
If not for needing Zheng Yan's help, Meng Ci would have already knocked him down for repeatedly getting so close.
Meng Ci reached into the bag the wolf was carrying, rummaged around, and finally pulled out four cans of rat meat, handing them to Zheng Yan.
Seeing the items in Meng Ci's hand, Zheng Yan straightened up immediately.
"Hey, young brother, what are you doing?"
"Just asking questions. What's with these things?"
Although Zheng Yan said this, his eyes kept darting to the items in Meng Ci's hand.
"We've met before, so giving something feels too formal."
"Take it." Meng Ci forcefully pushed the items into Zheng Yan's hands.
Zheng Yan didn't refuse, taking the items and stuffing them into various pockets of his clothes.
"Young brother, what do you want to ask?"
"I'll tell you everything I know." Zheng Yan was overjoyed and no longer afraid of the wolf.
The wolf, seeing Meng Ci take out the rat meat cans, had been staring at them intently.
Awooo.
Master, I want to eat.
After seeing Zheng Yan put the items away, the wolf kept rubbing against Meng Ci's leg.
Awooo, awooo!
I'm hungry!
Master, give me something to eat.
Meng Ci patted the wolf's head and comforted it, "I'll feed you later."
The wolf wasn't satisfied and continued to whine.
Meng Ci, losing patience, kicked the wolf, "Go away!"
It wasn't that Meng Ci was cruel and wouldn't feed the wolf; it was just that it was so cold outside that the cans had frozen solid, making them impossible to eat.
The wolf could only whine and reluctantly move away, its head drooping as it sat beside Shen Que.
Shen Que squatted down, and while they were talking, and the light was poor, he took out a sausage from his pocket, peeled it, and fed it to the wolf.
The wolf gulped it down in one bite, chewing briefly before swallowing it.
Awooo!
Since this stern-faced guy gave me food, I'll let him bully my master from now on.
Shen Que, unaware of the wolf's thoughts, had only given it the sausage to keep it quiet and avoid disturbing Meng Ci.
Having dealt with the eggplant, Meng Ci took out the property deed from his pocket and opened it to show Zheng Yan the address.
Zheng Yan took it and glanced at the information.
Property Owner: Meng Ci.
Location... West Mountain Wilderness... Hmm?
Villa No. 8, West Mountain Wilderness?
Zheng Yan took a deep breath, realizing that this man must be quite wealthy.
The Meng surname? Could he be from the former richest family, the Mengs?
Zheng Yan looked up at Meng Ci several times, pondering in his mind that if this was indeed the richest man, he would have to curry favor with him, as there might be more benefits for himself in the future.
"Did you see the address clearly? Do you know where it is?" Meng Ci asked.
Zheng Yan replied, "Yes."
Since Zheng Yan had been selling items for wealthy families, he was naturally familiar with the area.
Moreover, Villa No. 8 was particularly special here.
"How far is it?" Meng Ci asked.
"Half an hour," Zheng Yan answered.
Half an hour was enough for Meng Ci to ask about the situation on the way, so he asked Zheng Yan to lead the way.
On the road, Meng Ci inquired about the specifics of the West Mountain Wilderness. Since Zheng Yan had received something from him, he naturally spoke freely.
Villas numbered one to fifty in the West Mountain Wilderness were reserved for the wealthy, but by now, only fifteen households had moved in.
The remaining villas, numbered fifty-one to fifty-five, were used for office purposes.
Other villas had been demolished, and many buildings had been constructed in their place.
Currently, there were over twenty thousand government officials and military personnel here, while other ordinary residents numbered around two thousand.
The reason there were few people on the streets during the day was that everyone was working.
They were digging through the snow to find things or digging holes.
As for Zheng Yan, being alone and unwilling to do hard labor, he made a living by selling items, so he often wandered around, hoping to pick up some odd jobs.
"Digging holes?" Meng Ci asked, puzzled.
Zheng Yan explained, "Yes, I heard it's mainly for digging deep wells and building underground houses."
Meng Ci understood.
During extreme heat, the ground became unbearable, and living underground might be better.
When the temperature rose above fifty degrees and there was no rain, they could only dig deep wells for water.
Half an hour was enough for Meng Ci to understand the situation here.
"We're here!" They saw a villa in the distance, its walls a different color and thickness compared to the others they had passed.
Moreover, the gate of the villa clearly indicated high security.
"Many people wanted this villa during the initial heavy rain and snow, but the owner refused them all."
Hearing this, Meng Ci asked, "Is the owner inside safe?"
Zheng Yan shook his head, "Yes."
The main reason was that the government and the military had taken control of the area, ensuring good security, which deterred those who wanted to seize the house.
Knowing that the person in the villa was safe, Meng Ci felt relieved.
He then took out two cans of cockroach meat and handed them to Zheng Yan.
"Thank you for telling us these things."
"Since we're almost there, we'll go on our own from here."
Giving Zheng Yan a few cans was not only a way to express gratitude but also because there were too many such cans in his space, and he wanted to get rid of them.
Zheng Yan, being perceptive, realized that Meng Ci did not want him to follow, so he took the cans and left.
However, he still slipped Meng Ci a business card, indicating that he could be contacted if there were any issues in the future.
It wasn't really a business card, just a rectangular piece of cigarette box paper with Zheng Yan's name and address written on it.