Lu Wei dragged his weary body home.
His sister had already fallen asleep. The logistics team didn't have much work, but for a child only seven years old, it wasn't exactly leisurely.
The camp does not raise wastes.
Even a weed must show its value, or else there is only one outcome: being kicked out of the camp.
Lu Wei did not resent this. Though his sister was young, she did tasks within her capability, and thanks to the patrol team, there was no deliberate bullying during her work.
A warm house, food to fill the belly, and security; compared to the hell-like environment outside, the work they did now was nothing.
The girl didn't sleep soundly. Her entire fair right leg was exposed. At this moment, she lay comfortably in bed, seemingly dreaming, with a hint of a smile on her lips.
People should look forward.
Cannot always live in the past.
Although his sister often still felt sad about their parents' death, she was waking up from nightmares less and less.
