To everyone's surprise, the sound of firecrackers started around 3 PM. A loud bang followed, and then a series of explosions.

Both those from far away and those from near.

It seems there are quite a few people living here!

She benefits from others setting off fireworks. She'll just pretend the sound was hers!

It's Chinese New Year. We definitely need to eat something good.

Feng Ran dragged a large table over to sit around the stove.

A table was laden with dishes.

Spicy crayfish, garlic crayfish, boiled fish, spicy blood curd, mala tang, stinky tofu, spicy shrimp, crab, dry pot duck head, crab stew... and then rice wine, and pulled out Sprite and Coke!

The table was laden with food. Every appliance was heated. A variety show was turned on. They ate and laughed, not forgetting to get a few jars for Jinbao and stew two old hens. One for each person and one for the dog later.

...

"Dad, did my sister say she's coming home for the New Year?"

The family of four sat on the sofa. Feng Yingying asked her father with a smile.

The words she speaks are incredibly gentle. Anyone who didn't know better would think they had a very close sisterly relationship.

"The assistant said she refused."

Feng Ran is 63 years old and is quite well-maintained, if you ignore his belly. However, he does give off a rather kind and gentle vibe when he speaks.

At first glance, he doesn't seem like the kind of person who would mistreat his adopted daughter.

"Oh, I was thinking of getting together for the New Year. I didn't expect this. Dad, you've already gone home. She didn't even come to see you." Feng Yingying said, pouting.

"It's alright. The virus is serious right now. We'll talk about it later."

Oh, by the way, Nan Gui, have someone send her some food tomorrow.

Also, Meixue, Fengran is still our daughter, even if her household registration is changed. I'm too lazy to bother with your usual petty squabbles.

But at the very least, she should show some concern. Feng's father was very dissatisfied with this. He wasn't short of money; he shouldn't skimp on an adopted daughter.

"Alright! I know! Let's eat during the New Year!" Mother Feng said, a little disgruntled. All he does is talk. Why don't he actually do anything? She complains that she's not good at cooking, but he's rarely home. Even when he is, he just grumbles a bit, but he's never actually given that girl any real care.

At this moment, Feng Nangui frowned. However, he still nodded in agreement.

Sending food is still possible. Having someone wear protective clothing shouldn't have a major impact.

Then, the following afternoon, there was a knock on the door of the Feng Ran family.

She received a truckload of food.

Dog food, cat litter, dog bed, toys...

Vegetables, fruits, beef, lamb, chicken, duck, fish... and seafood. There are also many vacuum-packed snacks.

"This... was all sent by Feng Nangui?" Feng Ran was a little incredulous. He'd said such harsh things last time.

The staff member who had already retreated outside the gate said through the protective suit, "No, Young Master Feng said it was sent by his father."

However… the delivery slip was drafted by Feng Shao.

After the two staff members left, Feng Ran closed the door and immediately stored the items in her spatial storage.

...

In late February and early March, a season when grass should be growing and birds should be singing, the whole country was barren!

This is something that not only biologists, but also farmers and even urban residents find abnormal!

Residential areas, shopping malls, schools, parks... no place was spared! All the plants withered and died!

It seems like it happened overnight, yet it also seems like it was planned for a long time!

As people often say, leaves don't turn yellow in a day, and people's hearts don't fall apart in a day!

The virus has been effectively controlled! A vaccine has also been developed, and after everyone was vaccinated, isolation measures gradually eased. As long as people wear masks and disinfect when going out, there's no problem.

Even if you are unlucky enough to get infected, it is now curable! Unlike when the virus first came out, you are not at a loss.

However, a small percentage of people may die from other illnesses caused by this. Alternatively, some pregnant women who have been infected may give birth to children with congenital health problems.

Recently, short videos like this have been circulating online.

The more I scroll, the more disheartened I become.

In just a few months, the national death toll has reached 16.79 million! The number of infections is even more terrifying! Fortunately, most of the population has recovered.

Who would have thought that before the virus was completely over, problems arose with the land...

This... will truly affect the very foundation of people's livelihoods!

Without food... you really will starve to death! Humans need to eat, and animals need to eat too! In other words, if the land problem continues to worsen, not only will we lack food, vegetables, and fruits, but we'll even run out of meat!

"Chirp chirp chirp~ chattering..."

"twitter……"

Fengran was sitting on a chair in the yard, resting and browsing the news, when a few birds flew by, mostly sparrows. The noise gave her a headache.

We had to move to the living room.

When I was scrolling through short videos, they were all from all over the country, showing trees, foundation piles, and vegetables dying.

Even greenhouses can't avoid it!

At this rate, I doubt we can last more than a few months...

What chilled Feng Ran even more was that... since that heavy snowfall, it seemed like there hadn't been a single rain shower in the area. She wondered if it was the same in other places.

Feng Ran opened her browser again and started searching. And sure enough, it was true.

Just pick any place and you'll find...

...

I opened the short video app again, and the first news item was still trending, with 1.08 million people having read it.

It's a greenhouse for raising livestock, growing celery and watermelons.

The greenhouse owners, a couple, collapsed to the ground in tears upon seeing the dead seedlings in several greenhouses. In the comments section, some suggested seeking insurance, while others suggested applying for government subsidies.

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