The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 264 - 262 Second Young Master Ma has sent supplies.

Ma Zhixuan felt his brother was too emotional.

He pushed Ma Yongchun’s hand away and strode out of the house, visibly angry.

Outside, everywhere was covered in snow; if their villa hadn’t been situated at a higher location, it would have already been buried by the heavy snowfall.

After Ma Zhixuan had walked aimlessly for a while, two men with tattoos on their faces and bodies stopped him.

"Second Young Master Ma, right? One of our brothers is trapped in your C City resource warehouse. We hope you can lend a hand to save him."

The man leading them spoke, his facial tattoos resembling some kind of ancient totem.

They gave off a vibe that they were not to be trifled with.

Ma Zhixuan tried to walk past them, but they twisted his wrist and stopped him.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch... Ah, what exactly do you want me to do?"

His cries of pain gradually dissipated into the snowy surroundings as the two tattooed men took him away.

Behind him, Ma Yongchun in the villa had no inkling of the danger and simply continued to stand in front of the window, watching the heavy snow outside, piling up halfway against the windowpanes.

Finally, Ma Yongchun pulled out his phone and called Qin Zhen.

The phone rang for a long time before Qin Zhen picked up.

For a while, neither of them spoke.

Time ticked by until Qin Zhen, growing impatient on the other end, asked,

"What is it?"

Ma Yongchun then dryly said,

"I heard our child is already one month old?"

Qin Zhen scoffed on the other end,

"Isn’t it rare for you to take the initiative to ask about the child?"

"What about it? This past month, he’s fought through so many struggles and who knows what hardships await him. How has your dear brother been recently? Eating well, sleeping well?"

The newborn had pneumonia, jaundice... Prematurely born Qin Jianqiang had been through it all, and just now, Xin Qiuru had notified Qin Zhen that Qin Jianqiang had a fever again.

Every time Qin Jianqiang fell ill, Qin Zhen would entertain a possibility, wondering if the child had been born full-term and naturally.

Would his constitution be somewhat better than it was now?

Would it?

Unfortunately, the world doesn’t deal in ’what-ifs’, and the fact that Qin Jianqiang had survived a month already was considered a medical miracle.

Qin Zhen never dared to hope for too much.

Ma Yongchun opened his mouth to speak, knowing that any more words at this moment were in vain.

At this time, he didn’t even have the right to ask to see the child.

Just as Qin Zhen was about to hang up, restless and impatient,

Ma Yongchun started to say,

"Qin Zhen, when did we become like this?"

Maybe because he hadn’t talked to Qin Zhen in a long time, Ma Yongchun opened up and talked a lot about the past.

From their first meeting to their marriage, to handling all sorts of affairs in C City together, fighting side by side, and guarding the economic miracle of C City.

He was a competent man to begin with and only suffered a setback on the issue involving Ma Zhixuan. But aside from Ma Zhixuan, Ma Yongchun and Qin Zhen had truly once been very happy.

It was only after Ma Yongchun finished speaking that Qin Zhen coldly said,

"The resource warehouse can’t be opened. It’s not that I don’t want to open it, but the people inside have weapons, and they locked themselves in."

"Ma Yongchun, you don’t need to reminisce with me here. Isn’t all this talk just your way of trying to regain control over the resource warehouse?"

Ma Yongchun was at a loss for words; he was simply, genuinely reminiscing with Qin Zhen about the past.

But what was the use? Ma Zhixuan was his own brother, and his brother had nearly killed his and Qin Zhen’s child. That conflict had become irreconcilable.

Until the moment Qin Zhen hung up the phone, Ma Yongchun’s heart was still aching.

After thinking for a long time, he called Zhong Zimo to continue keeping watch in front of the resource warehouse.

Ma Yongchun was about to leave C City for a while, preparing to head to D City,

"A man cannot pin all his hopes on one lifeline. Hua Mi’s resources are plentiful, but having an extra channel for supplies can only benefit C City."

Zhong Zimo on the other end of the phone agreed, and Ma Yongchun added,

"The managerial hierarchy in D City has much we could learn from. Without any outside help, they’re nearly through connecting Xiang D Highway with CD Highway. That’s their capability."

"I’m going to D City to learn about their management experience. I’m entrusting you with the resource warehouse. Once it opens, we must get hold of the fabric first."

Zhong Zimo agreed, hung up the phone with Ma Yongchun, and then pulled out a notebook, flipping through it.

It listed all the types of resources that had appeared in Xiang City and the records of the import and export of resources for every city before the disaster.

Finally, Zhong Zimo made a bold conjecture.

Hua Mi had weapons.

Possessing a vast amount of supplies,

She had the capacity to acquire so many resources amidst such a catastrophe.

Was it possible that she could also obtain a large number of weapons?

A large cache of weapons!

Could it be that the contract Shi Caixia refused to divulge a word about also involved weapons?

Was the garrison queuing up for new weapons provided by Hua Mi, as Zhou Cheng observed?

Excited by this speculation, Zhong Zimo was about to call Ma Yongchun when suddenly an administrator came in to report,

"Second Young Master Ma has brought a supply delivery."

Since the resource warehouse couldn’t be opened, the administrators under Ma Yongchun could only have supplies sent over from outside.

It was unexpected that Second Young Master Ma would personally lead the delivery team.

Zhong Zimo immediately went out with the administrators to meet them,

Just as they ran into Zhou Cheng returning from a patrol at the frontline outpost.

Zhou Cheng glared at Zhong Zimo with a look that was akin to seeing the murderer of his own father.

So Zhong Zimo stopped and greeted Zhou Cheng,

"Commander Zhou, look at this weather, so cold it could kill a man. Our guys have brought us supplies; if you need something, I’ll send it over to you later."

On the deep snowy ground, Zhou Cheng ignored Zhong Zimo and kept walking.

"Then please have your outpost allow our men to pass."

Zhong Zimo looked up at Zhou Cheng’s retreating back with a hearty laugh.

One of the administrators nearby, looking anxious, asked,

"That garrison commander seems tough to deal with. Could he intentionally block our supplies to prevent our people from passing?"

"No."

Zhong Zimo shook his head, watching the long procession of snowmobiles approaching slowly on the snowy ground,

"Isn’t that them, already letting us through?"

With that said, Zhong Zimo waved towards the line of snowmobiles, signaling them to stop here.

Shi Caixia on top of a snowdrift, still holding her binoculars, said to Hua Mi, who had just finished "dealing with" 500 bodies and was sitting down to rest,

"Ma Yongchun actually arranged dozens of snowmobiles to deliver supplies to Zhong Zimo, he’s really loaded."