"Can you drive?" Tang Feng glanced at the woman and asked.
"Yes, but I haven't driven since getting my driver's license."
"Being able to drive is enough." Tang Feng went into a few of the survivors' homes, and when the elders heard that he intended to take them away, their first reaction was to disagree.
Their reason was simple: they wanted to wait for their relatives to come back, and there was still food at home, and even the fields. If worse came to worst, the two old men could toil in the fields again; they wouldn't starve to death.
Tang Feng felt helpless, as he couldn't just bind people and take them by force. Whether they lived or died, it was their own choice.
In fact, at their age, they really weren't afraid of death anymore.
The woman also felt disheartened. She wished she could harbor the same hopes as these elders, but she knew that in this world, she might be the only surviving relative.
