Apocalypse: I have a supermarket stocked with supplies-Chapter 60 - : Start fighting

Chapter 60: Start fighting

“Uncle Lin, look at how many people you’ve brought with you; the supermarket floor is soaking wet. You’ll have someone mop it up for me, right?” Su Yinhe looked at him expectantly.

Lin Nianbei’s smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened, “Of course.”

Those two words came out with a reluctant and gritted determination.

“Then that’s great. I was worried that Uncle Lin not only wanted to freeload but also had no regard for cleanliness,” Su Yinhe sighed with relief, patting her chest.

Lin Nianbei: “…”

What was this brat trying to imply with these words?

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“How can you call this freeloading? I am doing this for the base’s…” Lin Nianbei began to say, but then he caught the subtext in Su Yinhe’s words.

“Yes, yes, yes, you’re doing it for the old, weak, sick, and disabled at the base, for the future of the base. You are selfless, devoting all your energy to the development of the base. You’ve never had the thought of owning the supermarket just because the owner is a woman, never thought about seizing the supermarket, let alone coveting its supplies. For the sake of the common people at the base, you’re willing to let your people get struck by lightning every day. I admire that, really admire it. You are the most, most empathetic leader I’ve ever seen,” Su Yinhe said with utter sincerity, which was accentuated by the earnest look in her eyes.

Lin Murong, who had been watching from the side, couldn’t help but snort with laughter.

When Lin Nianbei and Su Yinhe turned to look, he quickly waved his hands, “I didn’t mean to laugh, I just…hahaha…it’s just that hahaha…sorry, I couldn’t help it…hahaha…just that Little Galaxy, you have such great lung capacity, you don’t even need to catch your breath hahaha…”

Lin Murong’s laughter grew more exaggerated, and, while laughing, he fell off his chair and then lay on it, still laughing.

Lin Nianbei: “…”

This nephew of his was becoming increasingly inappropriate.

That dead girl was making insinuations about him, and Lin Murong wasn’t even defending his uncle, instead having the audacity to laugh.

He hasn’t learned a bit of sensibility from Xiao Xue.

Lin Nianbei’s look at Lin Murong grew increasingly disappointed.

But Lin Murong didn’t care at all; he was still laughing, evidently touched by some hilarious nerve by Su Yinhe’s words earlier, and now he was laughing so hard his legs were weak.

Laughter might be contagious, Qin Mingzhou’s mouth was also stretched wide in a grin, and though Chi Yan wasn’t laughing, his eyes were curved with a hint of amusement.

Lin Nianbei felt like he was turning into a mutant monkey; his face was green with rage.

This troublesome nephew needed to be taught a lesson, spending each day nested in this supermarket playing cards; what was this behavior?

“Murong, come see me later today, I have something to discuss with you alone.”

“Come on, Uncle, can’t you say whatever it is now?” Lin Murong asked as he wiped tears from the corner of his eyes with his fingertip.

He had laughed so hard that tears had come out.

“Don’t worry, they’re all my good friends, we’ve been through life and death together, I trust them completely.” They had watched the same melodramatic dramas where the female lead died, then lived, the supporting actress died, the supporting actor died; this was worth at least three lives.

People who share his interests, no matter how you look at them, can’t be bad people.

“You…” Lin Nianbei pointed at him, so angry he was at a loss for words.

“What’s wrong, Uncle? You’re not coming down with a cold again… ah no, looking at you now, it seems your cold hasn’t even cleared up,” Lin Murong looked at him with concern, “Why don’t you hurry back and find Lin Muxue? She’s the most considerate, let her take care of you, I’m sure you’ll be better in no time.”

Lin Nianbei was even more furious.

Xiao Xue was still burning with fever. Xiao Xue had been lying in bed for so many days, still not better. As her brother, he didn’t even go to see her once, instead he was here playing cards with others?

Was that proper behavior?

“Uncle, I know, I’m not as good as Lin Muxue. Every time you look at her, you’re all smiles, but when you look at me, it’s like seeing a scourge,” Lin Murong said dejectedly, “I’ve always been considerate too, rarely appearing before you, so as not to infuriate you to death.”

Lin Murong paused, “So Uncle, why don’t you hurry up and go back to find Lin Muxue, don’t stay here any longer. You have to keep an eye on me here, what if I accidentally do something to anger you? If something happens, Lin Muxue will come after me.”

What he said was true—Lin Muxue really cared about her support system. If she knew he’d ruined her backup, she’d indeed fight him to the death.

Because he spoke the truth, Lin Murong’s tone was even more sincere than Su Yinhe’s.

But it was precisely this sincere look that made Lin Nianbei so angry his face turned purple.

In the end, Lin Nianbei could only force a smile, “I’m not at ease with Xiao Liu, I’ll go check on him.”

His figure betrayed a sort of flee-in-panic vibe.

“Uncle, why don’t you go find Lin Muxue? Xiao Liu won’t take care of people.” Lin Murong even called out loudly a couple of times.

“Lin Murong,” Su Yinhe looked at him, “you’re quite clever, huh?” She had always thought he was only good at eating and couldn’t understand the subtext. But unexpectedly, Lin Murong could also sling sarcasm.

Truly beyond her expectations.

“Nonsense. I’m Chi Yan’s good brother, he’s so smart, could I be any worse?” Lin Murong said with pride.

Chi Yan, who got shot without doing anything: “…”

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Su Yinhe was startled and quickly swept Chi Yan with her gaze.

For some reason, she hadn’t dared to look him straight in the eye all day today, now exploiting Lin Murong’s words to sneak a peek.

Speaking of Chi Yan, Lin Murong asked a question.

“Brother Chi, what’s so good about this book?” It’s not like him to read so slowly for such a long time.

“It’s better looking than you,” Chi Yan replied blandly.

Yet this comment felt like a tremendous insult to Lin Murong.

“Brother Chi, how can you say that. I’m so handsome, how could I possibly not look better than it?” Lin Murong felt he needed to defend his honor.

Although he was fond of eating, usually sunny, and lively, they shouldn’t overlook his looks.

He could receive dozens of love letters in a single day during high school.

He even considered becoming a celebrity; if the apocalypse hadn’t happened, he might have had millions of fans.

Lin Murong was bizarrely confident.

Lin Murong’s words brought silence to all three people present.

One didn’t like to talk, one loved to make saucy comments but couldn’t find the right words at this time, and one was too shocked to remember to speak.

In the end, it was Qin Mingzhou, the one who loved saucy comments, who broke the silence, “A book is a book, a person is a person, they’re not good to compare.”

“Hmph. He started the comparison, how could he say I’m not as good-looking as a book? A lousy book, how can it compare to my Hua Rong…ugh, handsomeness,” Lin Murong accused Chi Yan.

Chi Yan: “…”

Regretting, why did he ever choose such an idiot.

“Little Galaxy, you be the judge, isn’t he wrong?” Lin Murong set his sights on the silent Su Yinhe, insisting she take a side.

“He…you…you guys…” Wait, why should she judge, it’s none of her business. Su Yinhe was conflicted halfway through, then suddenly she had an epiphany.

“You guys could fight it out, whoever wins is right,” Su Yinhe seriously suggested.