The villa had two basements, and the entrance was originally under the stairwell of the hall. After Father Xu and his son’s modification and reinforcement, there was no trace of the entrance from the outside.
Xu Xiangyang took a lot of effort to remove all the bulky furniture piled under the stairs, and removed the camouflage wall to reveal a welded sliding door, cut and opened the iron lock, and opened the iron door, revealing a deep path down the stairs.
Chu Qianxun followed Xu Xiangyang down. The basement was neatly organized, and various living supplies and food were placed in different categories.
Only on the ground near the stairs were scattered boxes of instant noodles, which were obviously thrown in in a hurry at some point.
“When the thugs started to attack the gate, my dad and I hurriedly threw food inside.” Xu Xiangyang walked and explained to Chu Qianxun what happened at the time, “Then they burned the gate and we had no choice but to block this place, open the door and run out. The food that was moved out before was robbed by those people. Fortunately, there weren’t many.”
“As long as people are here, things will be lost.” Although Chu Qianxun said so, looking at the full basement, she was still happy.
Everyone who had experienced the apocalypse had the habit of hoarding things. Sufficient reserves were the only way to reassure people and improve their happiness.
The basement was full of medicines, food, dry goods, clothing and other daily necessities, but also barrels of diesel and two generators. One of them had been installed and could provide electricity for the entire villa.
Of course, because of the preciousness of diesel, no one was willing to use diesel for electricity.
The father and son who were engaged in the renovation obviously had not been idle these days. In addition to looking for various materials to strengthen the villa, they built a wood-burning stove in the kitchen and transferred a solar power device from the roof of the neighbor’s house onto their own roof. They also made a vegetable plot in the yard.
“Since being robbed of so much food by that group of scum, my father has always felt guilty and sorry for you. We were afraid that you would not be able to explain to your friend, so he sealed the basement door and disguised it and never opened it again.”
Chu Qianxun looked at her cousin who was fascinated by food, and thought that the chubby uncle who was guarding the pile of food could actually make himself hungry to the point of thinness. It was incredible for their excessive pedantry.
But it was not a bad thing. With their personalities, in the past few months, perhaps the appearance of lack of food and clothing kept them safe.
“There is no need to save it in the future. The person who asked me to buy things will not come. Let’s use these things ourselves.”
“Really?!” Xu Xiangyang was so happy that he almost jumped up. Chu Qianxun spent millions on these things before the apocalypse, and so it was an amazingly huge fortune.
Xu Xiangyang guarded the treasure in the basement, which he could only watch and couldn’t use. He worked hard every day to find work but couldn’t even fill his stomach. When he was dizzy with hunger, he didn’t know how many times he wanted to pry open the basement door.
“Use them with confidence. From now on, don’t be afraid. Since I’m here, I won’t let you be hungry,” Chu Qianxun picked a piece of smoked ham, and then added some dried scallops, mushrooms, squid, sea cucumber and other dry goods, put them in Xu Xiangyang’s arms, and prepared to take them upstairs to the kitchen.
Xu Xiangyang had an uncontrollable secretion of saliva in his mouth. He swallowed his saliva, “Well, you are a girl, and you still have a brother to make money. Now the world is not peaceful, you finally returned home, so stay at home with peace of mind from now on. Brother is also an ability holder anyway and can feed you.”
These kind of awe-inspiring words didn’t last three seconds, and he showed a dogleg expression, “You really don’t need to return them to the person who owns these things?”
Chu Qianxun was thankful that she had coded the screenshot of the transfer that Xu Xiangyang saw, otherwise it would be hard to explain.
“The owner is dead. Things are unowned, you don’t have to think about it, Cousin,” Chu Qianxun got enough food, walked up, and said.
Xu Xiangyang showed a smile of joy, but thinking that the person had died, being happy may not be good. So he hurriedly suppressed the smile and came up with a distorted and funny appearance, holding a big bag and followed Chu Qianxun upstairs.
Because of the supplement of ingredients, the dinner was prepared very well.