During a Typhoon, Parents Refuse to Stock Up Supplies and Ultimately Suffer the Consequences

Chapter 7

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I headed straight to the largest wholesale store in the city.

Since no one had realized the importance of stocking up yet, the shelves were still fully stocked.

I filled my cart with instant noodles, bottled water, bread, and crackers, then added a variety of snacks I liked.

Despite earning a good income, I had spent most of my money in the past buying furniture for my parents or giving them gifts.

I couldn’t even bring myself to splurge on something as simple as fresh fruit.

But now, it felt liberating to put myself first for once. Every penny I earned was finally mine to spend however I pleased.

By the time I carried all my supplies home, it was already noon.

I made sure to order a portable gas stove and a hand-crank flashlight online.

Just as I finished, ready to take a well-deserved break, I heard someone banging on my door.