Chapter 122 Are there still mosquitoes in the winter?

The next morning, the couple rushed to work again.

Su Heng felt that the side effect of being too idle recently had come, which was that she would be very busy in the next period of time.

It seemed like everything came at once.

The newly recruited people certainly won’t be able to get started right away, so she and Zhang Xinghe have to teach them first.

Just like when Pu Fengliang taught Su Heng and others, they took basic professional courses.

If the current weather does not allow it, we should take them directly to the fields and let them learn how to farm first.

But once the greenhouse is built, they can also grow crops in winter.

Thinking of this, Su Heng remembered the report he had not finished writing.

Forget it, let’s do things one by one.

Seeing the three girls coming towards her and greeting her, Su Heng smiled and asked with concern: "Are you used to your stay last night?"

Several people nodded: "It's good. We just had breakfast in the cafeteria. The buns are delicious."

Here they can have their own beds. At home, they basically have to share a room with their sisters, and those with more people can't even stretch their legs.

Song Zhaodi felt that this place was a much more comfortable home than her home, so how could she not be used to living here?

Besides, there were white bread rolls for breakfast. It was the first time that she could eat dry food in the morning besides going hungry and drinking wild vegetable soup.

They had just arrived and had not received any tickets or benefits, so Su Heng suggested letting them "eat for free" for a few days and then make up for it when their salaries were paid later.

It not only makes things convenient for newcomers, but also saves the laboratory money.

"That's fine. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. Come in first. I'll tell you about the upcoming tasks once everyone is here."

As soon as Su Heng switched to talking about business, several people felt their scalps tighten.

Song Zhaodi felt that this was right. Since they enjoyed such good conditions, they should do more.

But when Zhang Xinghe brought the boys in, they were dumbfounded when they heard the mission.

It turned out to be studying in class.

Wouldn't it be a loss for the laboratory to pay them a salary and recruit them to teach?

Su Heng saw what they were thinking and shook her head.

As the saying goes, if you can't lead a team, you can only work yourself to death.

Their current training will pay off many times over in the later stages, otherwise there would be only three of them, the master and the apprentice, in the laboratory, and they would be exhausted every day.

"Okay, stop daydreaming and pay attention in class. There will be exams every week. If you don't study hard, you might end up doing worse than the last time."

Su Heng said with a sense of malice, and found it very amusing to see how the faces of several people turned gloomy when they heard about the exam.

There is a sense of urgency only when there are exams. Otherwise, how would they know the results of their teaching?

So Su Heng and Zhang Xinghe’s beginner class started.

They each stayed for half a day, so the one who was free used this time to write a report.

Su Heng has to rush to make clothes when she gets home from get off work.

After a few days of hard work, the clothes were finally finished and the report was submitted.

The big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

The first snow of this year also came quietly.

Looking at the heavy snow all over the sky, Su Heng couldn't help but push the door open and reach out to catch the falling snowflakes.

Feeling the coolness of her palms, she felt a little happy.

I can’t remember how long it has been since I last saw snow.

It’s been a long time.

It's been less than a year since I came to this world, but it feels like the wasteland world is a thing of the past life.

There is no snow in that world, only scorching sun and acid rain.

Things were a little better when she was at the base, but she had deliberately forgotten the hardships of those few months when she was forced to survive in the wilderness after the base fell.

It was something she never wanted to think about again in her life.

It is said that human hearts are evil, but there is still room for change. However, when faced with the cruelty of nature, there is not even room for struggle.

She wandered in the wilderness for a long time but did not find a second base or any trace of human beings.

That was the third year of the apocalypse, and there wasn't even a single zombie to be seen.

It was a loneliness that made one tremble to the core.

The wind blew through the old sheep horns on the top of the dead tree, making a muffled humming sound, like a human elegy.

She thought at that time, let her meet someone of the same kind.

Even if she is an unforgivable villain, the worst that can happen is a fight, but at least she will know that she is not the only one in this world.

But she never met them until her death. Instead, she encountered a group of mutated wasteland rats.

In extreme weather conditions, they may have eaten the rotten flesh of zombies, and each one grew to the size of a dog.

There were simply too many rats, and she, with her fourth-level supernatural power, couldn't outlast the endless stream of rats.

But being eaten by something like this is such a disgusting way to die.

So she chose to detonate her own supernatural powers, turning the rats and her into dust in the wasteland.

This way, at least you won’t be eaten by mice.

Lu Mingchuan looked at Su Heng outside the house, and for a moment, he suddenly felt an indescribable sadness surging from her.

A trace of inexplicable panic flashed through his heart, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"It's cold outside, come in." He walked over and said in a gentle voice.

Su Heng came back to her senses and glanced at him.

There will be no apocalypse in this world, and she has her own home.

Su Heng smiled and said, "Look, it's snowing."

"Yeah, it's snowing."

There was a gentle smile in Lu Mingchuan's eyes: "When there is more snow, we can build two snowmen in the yard."

Su Heng understood what he meant, and then added: "Then make one for the Fortune Teller as well."

"Okay." Lu Mingchuan agreed, then took Su Heng's slightly cold hand and said, "Let's go inside."

"Well, let's go. We should just stay at home in this kind of weather. Lu Mingchuan, I want to eat hazelnuts."

"Okay, I'll peel them for you. Do you want some chestnuts?"

"want!"

"Then I'll pack some together to peel."

"OK."

…

There were several more snowfalls in the following days.

There were two big snowmen in the yard, and a cat squatting in front of the snowmen.

Lu Mingchuan would clear the path in the yard every day to prevent Su Heng from slipping.

During the holidays, the two of them would stay at home with nothing to do. The kang was burning warmly and the whole house was filled with warmth.

But once he had nothing to do, Lu Mingchuan had something to do.

Su Heng rubbed her waist and climbed up from the kang, with a rosy look in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, looking so lively.

Lu Mingchuan's expression changed again, but Su Heng kicked him away.

She never wanted to lie in the house with Lu Mingchuan in broad daylight again.

This is really ridiculous!

No, I have to find something to do.

Su Heng suddenly thought of something that she almost forgot.

Chen Xiang and Luo Yan’s clothes!

In the afternoon, she quickly rode her bike to find Chen Xiang and Luo Yan to measure her size.

The two of them happily took out the cloth that had been prepared long ago. It was finally their turn to have clothes made.

Su Heng's sewing machine had not been moved to Lu Mingchuan's place yet, and her tape measure and other tools were still in her room.

Chen Xiang took the measurements and said with a flattering smile, "You must make me a style that looks good and suits me."

Luo Yan also said: "Mine too!"

"I guarantee it." Su Heng patted his chest and guaranteed.

But he accidentally revealed the kiss mark on his neck.

Chen Xiang: "What's wrong with your neck? Are there still mosquitoes in the middle of winter?"