At around 8 o'clock, the long-lost sun rose in the sky of Wuhan City, and the sky finally cleared up!

Dukan put down the ingredients in his hand and took good protection and went out.

The fat man called, but no one answered the phone as yesterday. Dukan could only pray in his heart. This kid just said that he would never come to Wuhan.

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and Dukan wants to make a special lunch for the hospital's medical staff at noon today.

The prerequisite for this is to buy some fresh pork!

The vegetable market was no longer possible, so Dukan had to look at a nearby supermarket.

In order to make it easier for him to come back, he chose to drive.

After driving on the road, Dukan realized that the city today was empty and quieter.

Yesterday I could occasionally see some vehicles back and forth on the road, but today, except for myself, the only thing I could see was the ambulance that was driving by the alarm at a rapid speed.

The main road, which was originally traffic jam every day, has become less traffic!

Not only that, there are almost no people on the streets. Occasionally, the pedestrians passing by are carrying vegetables and food in large bags and walking forward with their heads down.

The city seemed to press the pause button overnight. The prosperity and prosperity of the past no longer exist, and only emptiness, coldness and viruses were replaced!

Du Kan drove the car silently, looking at all this, feeling indescribable.

Soon, Dukan arrived at the supermarket.

The underground parking lot has been closed, and the large square, which was originally not allowed to park, was neatly parked in various colors.

At the entrance and exit of the supermarket, pedestrians who occasionally enter and exit wear masks, deliberately distance themselves from each other, and an indescribable sense of defense is filled with the air.

Dukan stood in the distance and deliberately checked his mask and protective goggles, then walked towards the supermarket.

As for protective clothing, he had prepared two sets before, but this thing was so precious that he really couldn't bear to wear it.

After the staff checked their body temperature and sprayed disinfectant alcohol, Dukan walked into the supermarket.

The originally imagined hot scene did not appear. There were only some customers who were choosing shopping in the entire spacious supermarket. And when they saw Dukan come in, many people turned their heads and looked at him, and looked at him with vigilant eyes!

One or two customers who were closer to him quickly pushed the shopping cart and walked towards the distance, completely looking like everyone was in danger.

Dukan pushed a shopping cart and began to walk towards the fresh food area.

After leaving, I found that the shelves in many places in the supermarket were empty and were sold at all!

I won’t mention the foods such as instant noodles and noodles sold out. Even the seasonings are gone, and only a few bags of salt are left on the shelves. Not only that, the eggs, flour and rice in the distance are gone!

Empty, everything is empty, nothing!

When you come to the fresh food area, the same is true!

There is nothing, and even frozen chicken, frozen duck and other frozen goods that people used to sneer at, not to mention fresh pork and beef!

Dukan looked at the empty freezer and couldn't help but start to worry.

I can’t buy anything, how can I get the lunch box from this hospital?

The ingredients I ordered yesterday couldn't last long, and I don't know if the number of lunch boxes will increase every day. What should I do if this happens?

With a feeling of great loss, Dukan left the supermarket.

He was unwilling to give up and rushed to the next supermarket. The same situation happened again and was sold out!

After such a struggle, Dukan ran all over the supermarket within a radius of ten kilometers. In the end, he only bought a bag of flour, some dried goods such as kelp and mushrooms, and the quality was not very good. He bought a piece of fatty meat over two kilograms of pork, but he didn't buy anything else.

More than an hour later, Dukan wanted to go further, but the phone calls for ordering food at noon came in one after another, which forced him to give up his plan and start rushing towards the store.

Just as Dukan rushed back and started preparing to make lunch boxes at noon, a white refrigerated truck with a red banner hanging on it, slowly used the gate of the Liu pig farm in the hopeful eyes of everyone, and drove towards the nearest highway intersection.

There were two people sitting in the cab.

Song Yi was driving and Liu Dongyang, a fat man sitting in the passenger seat!

The original plan was that the fat man planned to kill two or three pigs and send them to Wuhan overnight with his own small box of goods. He could drive himself, and the difference was less than ten hours.

Later, after a discussion with his father Liu Jianbin, he decided that since he wanted to give him more, he would give him more, and directly slaughtered twenty large fat pigs.

Not only that, he also borrowed a refrigerated truck, so the fat man could not drive the truck, so he looked for the driver overnight, and many people were unwilling to go. In the end, Song Yi, who could drive the truck, volunteered to serve as the truck driver for the delivery this time when he heard the news from his father Song Qinghui.

"Brother Yi, I have to thank you for your hard work this time!"

Their fathers are comrades-in-arms and good friends. Fatty and Song Yi have also grown up since childhood, but they have gone their separate ways in the past two years and have been in the society for a few years. Song Yi is two years older than Fatty, so he usually calls him brother.

"Dongyang, look at what you said, what's the matter! Compared to uncle and you, I think I'm much worse."

Song Yi was telling the truth. He admired Liu Dongyang and his son from the bottom of his heart.

At this critical moment, this boy from Dongyang has to send him to Wuhan in person. This spirit is not admirable!

"I'm different. I'm single. You're going to get married soon. Now I'm going to Wuhan with me. I'm taking such a big risk. My sister-in-law will definitely be unhappy!"

Song Yi's marriage has been decided long ago, and even the invitation has been sent.

Everyone knows this in the village.

"Hehe, you're wrong! Your sister-in-law has no objection to this matter. We are all party members, so we have to rush forward at this time. Besides, she has applied to participate in epidemic prevention work. The only difference is that she is in our town, and I want to go to Wuhan a little further!"

"A model couple of party members, good example!"

The fat man gave Song Yi a thumbs up when he heard this.

"If one side is in trouble, all sides will support us! When we were hit by this incident, the counterpart support in Wuhan City helped so much, and we donated money and helped the construction. So even if I am not a party member, I think I will make such a choice. People cannot be ungrateful. If we don't say we will repay each other, at least we have to be kind to our conscience, right?"

Hearing this, Song Yi smiled slightly and said.

"Yes! My grandfather got cancer back then and had no money to treat him in the hospital. My pig farm almost went bankrupt because of the disaster. If it weren't for the help of others, I would have lost my family now! So my dad said that he would have got twenty pigs to go over this time. If it weren't enough, he would have taken over the remaining dozens!"

The fat man also echoed.

On the one hand, he wanted to send pork to Wuhan because he was worried that Dukan would not be able to cook for the hospital's medical staff. Another more important reason was that the fat man's family received assistance from the Wuhan Municipal Government, and later the family could survive the difficulties. So when he proposed it last night, Liu Jianbin agreed with his proposal without any objection.

“Hey…stop…stop quickly!”

Just as the fat man and Song Yi were chatting, a burst of shouts came from outside the car window.

"Brother Yi, did you hear it? It seems that someone is calling for a stop?"

The fat man heard it first.

"Hmm? It seems!"

Song Yi also heard it, so he quickly looked at the rearview mirror.

I don’t know if I don’t look at it, I’m shocked when I see it!

I saw several red tricycles chasing themselves on the road more than 100 meters behind the rear of the car. On the car headed, a familiar voice was waving a red scarf and shouting loudly in the cold wind.

Seeing this, Song Yi quickly stepped on the brakes. The refrigerated truck slid for a distance and stopped tightly.

The fat man in the co-pilot stuck his head out of the window and saw this scene. He couldn't help but exclaim.
Chapter completed!