Life is a rare journey, and eating is the most important thing in the world!
From a post-apocalyptic wasteland, she transmigrated to a poor, cold farm family. Even if she encounters a disable...
Chapter 79 A Box Full of Hope
The drunk Song Zhenping didn't wake up until the next morning, holding his head.
"Ah! What's wrong with me? My head hurts, and my throat hurts too. Yun'er, Xiao'an, where are you?"
Song Zhenping looked at the bright window, then looked at himself lying on the kang, and was suddenly shocked. He had never slept in the morning before.
I heard a noise in the house, the door curtain was suddenly lifted, and a round cotton ball jumped in.
Heijin pounced on the edge of the kang, grinning at Song Zhenping and barking.
Song Zhenping had always been afraid of Heijin's ugly face. Seeing it barking at him, he quickly pulled the quilt over himself and kept shouting, "Go away, go away!"
Seeing that Song Zhenping was not having any fun at all, Heijin stopped trying to scare him. He jumped off the kang and rushed out the door in the blink of an eye.
A moment later, Xiao An and Song Liyun came into the room one after another.
Xiao An held a bowl of lukewarm sour soup with an anxious look on his face: "Brother, soup."
Yesterday, after Song Zhenping came back, he cried and talked, and fell asleep because he was tired.
No matter how much I shouted, I couldn't wake him up, and he was really scared.
If Song Liyun hadn't repeatedly assured him that everything was fine and that Xiao An had never left his brother's protection, he wouldn't have known how he would have gotten through the night.
Song Zhenping's throat was dry and sore, so he took the bowl and gulped it down in one gulp, feeling much better immediately.
Putting down the bowl, Xiao An took off his shoes and climbed onto the kang, then untied his hair and pressed it on top of his head.
"Xiao An, how did you know to press my head?"
While talking to Xiao An, Song Zhenping glanced at Song Liyun: My sister doesn't look right today.
Song Liyun patted Heijin's head and said, "Heijin, take Xiaoan out. There are some cooked potatoes in the stove. You two can eat them now."
When he heard there was food, Heijin laughed, jumped onto the kang, picked up Xiao An who was still reluctant to leave, and ran out.
"Yun'er, what's wrong with me?" Song Zhenping scratched his neck with a confused look on his face.
"You can't remember anything?" Song Liyun frowned. He must have lost his memory because of drinking!
Song Zhenping pressed his forehead and tried to recall: "I think I drank! With Xue, Brother Xue."
After saying that, he looked at Song Liyun again and said hesitantly: "It seems he said something else!"
Song Liyun pursed her lips and sighed, "Brother, don't get drunk outside anymore."
Song Zhenping nodded vigorously, and he suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have said.
Thinking of Yun'er's treasure bag and how to make acorn flour, his face suddenly turned pale: "Yun'er, did I say something? What did I say? I, I don't think I said anything."
He slapped his head hard, trying to figure out what he had said when he was drunk. His second uncle would always quarrel all night long when he was drunk, so he must have quarreled too.
But he couldn't remember it no matter how hard he tried.
Song Liyun just wanted to scare him, but she didn't expect anything bad to happen. She quickly grabbed his arm and said, "You didn't say anything. You just said we used to live in Qingping Town."
"Really." Song Zhenping calmed down and looked at Song Liyun with a lucky look. He wanted to confirm that he had not caused any trouble.
Song Liyun nodded.
Song Zhenping got drunk yesterday and kept crying on the way home. She was also restless when she got home.
He held Xiao An and kept talking to himself, saying that he was finally living a good life now, and that he would take good care of his younger brothers and sisters so that his parents would not worry.
When Xiao An heard those words, she cried and her eyes were sore.
She had heard these words before. They were her parents' last wishes when they passed away: that she must live well, so that they would rest in peace in the grave.
With the confessions of Han Dasha and Jin Sanchong last night, Song Liyun no longer needed to ask whether Song Zhenping had said anything wrong, or what was Xue Zhuang's purpose in getting him drunk.
It was just last night when Han Ming suddenly came to her rescue.
Song Liyun thought about it all night and began to seriously think about her future.
At the end of the world, she hopes to find a quiet and pure land where she can live a peaceful and worry-free life. This place basically meets her requirements.
However, there is no absolute pure land anywhere.
In the end times, we need to guard against beasts more than humans.
We need to guard against more people here, and also against animals.
It’s just that human hearts are more complicated than animals, so it’s more difficult to guard against them.
Now that I am living in the human circle, the things I have to encounter are more complicated and more numerous.
As life gets better and better, it will definitely attract more covetous eyes, and there will be more and more people like Jin Sanzhong.
Safety cannot rely solely on the guard post. Far water cannot put out a nearby fire. Now the safety of the family depends on myself and Black Gold's defense. There will always be times when I am careless.
We still need to add appropriate manpower and build our own strength to protect our families.
Although Song Zhenping is awake now, he is still feeling weak and has been feeling uncomfortable all day.
I would have a splitting headache if I moved a little, so I could only lie on the kang to rest.
He was not bored lying like this, as Xiao An and Hei Jin were on his left and right, accompanying him every step of the way.
When he wanted water, it was handed to his mouth; when he wanted food, it was brought to the kang. Xiao An rubbed his head, and Hei Jin considerately scratched his back to catch lice.
If Song Zhenping hadn't been sweating profusely, he would have been enjoying the meticulous care.
The house was filled with a scene of brotherly love and respect.
It was very quiet in Song Liyun's room.
She was sitting cross-legged on the kang, with an ordinary light blue suitcase in front of her.
The color of the box looks new, but the wheels have fallen off and the box is covered with scratches, obviously having experienced some ups and downs.
In the morning, she went to Boss Mu's place to deliver acorn tofu. She also asked about the things happening in Suijin Town. After she came back, she locked the door and took out this box.
This is the only relic left by Song Liyun's parents, and also the expectations and wishes left by her parents before they passed away.
She opened it once ten years ago and rarely opened it again since then.
In the chaos of the century at the beginning of the end of the world, the food and clean fresh water stored in various places were quickly consumed.
My parents took me to refugee camps in various regions.
They wanted to find a place where they could settle down as a family and live a self-sufficient life.
In this box, they prepared a variety of small amounts of grain seeds, as well as a set of detailed planting and breeding technology books.
This is also what the government encourages every citizen to prepare for before the end of the world.
It is illustrated and easy to understand. We do not expect everyone to become an expert, but only hope that people can increase their chances of survival in the wild.
But after the war, nuclear pollution is everywhere, and mutated plants and animals have destroyed the last living space for mankind, leaving no suitable place for planting.
Song Liyun's parents died unexpectedly before they could enjoy the benefits of her awakened abilities, leaving behind only this box full of hope.
In ten years, Song Liyun did not find the pure land that satisfied her parents' hopes.
The safe main urban area is occupied by oligarchs and capital. If you want to live there, you can only be controlled by others.
Song Liyun didn't want to become someone else's tool, so she didn't open the suitcase again.
Ten years have passed, and she has buried this matter deep in her heart, and only remembered it now.
I have made up my mind to live in Suijin Town and establish my own power here, which requires financial and material resources at the beginning.
Materials are the source of all power.
The Wu Dynasty was a feudal agricultural society, and the government had strict population management, so it was impossible for private individuals to raise an army.
The only path you can take is doing business and farming.
(End of this chapter)