"They brought back supplies; we finally have something to fill our stomachs with!"
"The People's Liberation Army uncle is back! Will mom and dad have something to eat now?"
The sanctuary was abuzz as people saw the huge load of supplies carried by the managers, Yang Changxu and his team. Their faces welled with excitement and greed, but the sight of the guns at their waists reined in their greed, and they could only wait hopefully.
"Let's distribute the stuff to everyone, old rules apply, no distinction of age or gender, it will be divided equally per head," instructed Yang Changxu to the man beside him as he and his companions separated, each carrying a large bag of supplies. Then he watched as the man gradually distributed the goods.
Suddenly, he saw a woman rush over, her child crying "wah wah" in her arms.
