The usually quiet little building became much livelier after the Bai family moved in.
Fireworks, which hadn't been seen in a long time, were set up in the living room.
Plates of fragrant food were steaming with wisps of white smoke.
They used an earthen stove, and Bai Yifan was in charge of tending the fire, his face covered in soot.
While wiping his face, Bai Yifan complained, "Dad, why do I always have to start the fire?"
As a child who grew up in the city, I only ever saw my grandparents cook over an open fire.
It's been several months since the apocalypse, and I haven't cooked in a long time, so I'm a bit rusty.
"If you don't burn it, who will?" Bai Anhai silently rolled his eyes.
Doesn't she know her own status in the family?
Bai Yifan glanced at it and said nothing more.
Okay, okay, he knows now. It's just because he has a low status in the family!
"Mom, when are you going to have a third child?" Bai Yifan leaned close to Wang Yiyun and said with a grin, "Just in time to give us a little brother!"
As long as it's not his sister, his status in the family isn't the lowest!
"Are you sure it's definitely a younger brother? Are you sure it's definitely a handsome younger brother? Are you sure it's definitely a handsome and obedient younger brother?" Wang Yiyun glanced at Bai Yifan sideways. "If it's not, you'll raise him like a parent, make him drink your milk powder and wear your diapers!"
"I was just joking."
Bai Yifan shook his head frantically, then immediately became very obedient, sitting to the side to prepare for dinner.
Forget it, I don't want a younger brother or sister.
He doesn't know whether his younger siblings will be good-looking or well-behaved in the future.
He knew that with the arrival of his younger siblings, he would definitely lose his supply of baby formula.
Zhang Yiming watched the Bai family bickering, his eyes filled with envy.
How wonderful it would be to live in a family like that in the future.
We bicker together, eat together, and travel together.
Yes, no.
He can't even cook together.
Even though Xiaozhu didn't despise his filthy body, he still drew a line in his mind with extreme care.
Don't touch the bowls and chopsticks they've used, don't pick up food from their plates, and don't cook with them.
They were afraid that they might accidentally infect them with the virus.
"Brother Zhang, aren't you eating today?"
Bai Yifan looked at Zhang Yiming, who wasn't moving closer to the dining table, with a hint of curiosity.
Even though Brother Zhang was the host, he didn't come over; he just watched from afar.
Zhang Yiming paused for a moment, his fingers twitched, and he couldn't think of anything to say.
Before they knew they were zombies, they would eat a few bites together to cover it up.
But now that they know their identities, would they mind if they still ate together?
"Are you going to eat or not?" Leng Yebai's cold voice rang out. "If you're not going to eat, I'll eat it all."
After saying that, Leng Yebai placed the two bowls of rice that Bai Xizhu had served in front of him.
Clearly, one bowl of rice was served to Zhang Yiming.
Zhang Yiming pursed his thin lips, sat down next to Leng Yebai without saying a word, and snatched a bowl of rice from in front of Leng Yebai.
Fan Tangtang and Grandpa Fan were still doing math problems and couldn't stand the hustle and bustle of everyday life, so they simply decided not to come.
Dinner is finally served.
Leng Yebai's chopsticks spun rapidly, adding a large mouthful of each dish before calmly placing them into Zhang Yiming's bowl.
Bai Yifan secretly glanced at Leng Yebai, then at Zhang Yiming, his eyes gradually turning lecherous.
Leng Yebai glanced at Bai Yifan coldly, "What are you looking at?"
"Nothing, nothing." Bai Yifan shook his head vigorously, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. "I just think you look really cool when you pick up food with your chopsticks."
Leng Yebai: ...
Do you think I wanted to pinch you?
He wouldn't have gone to all that trouble if he wasn't worried about everyone turning into squealing little cuties!
Zombie saliva contains a large amount of virus; if you are bitten by a zombie, you will definitely turn into a zombie.
Whether eating a zombie's saliva will turn you into a zombie is something no one has tested yet.
They will most likely turn into zombies.
Therefore, Zhang Yiming never used his chopsticks to pick up food from the plate, while Leng Yebai tacitly took care of serving the food.
Zhang Yiming remained calm under Bai Yifan's lecherous gaze, continuing to eat heartily.
As long as he's not embarrassed, it's Leng Yebai who's embarrassed!
"Ahem, Brother Zhang, may I ask you a question?" Bai Yifan coughed lightly, looking at Zhang Yiming with a lewd expression.
Zhang Yiming swallowed the food in his mouth without expression. "Of course."
Bai Yifan rubbed his fingers together slyly and pointed at Leng Yebai, "How many cans of baby formula do you think he can get in return?"
"Which one?" Zhang Yiming asked in return.
"It's the kind you gave me last time." Bai Yifan grinned.
Zhang Yiming thought about it seriously for a moment, then held up three slender fingers.
Wow! So many!
Bai Yifan's eyes sparkled.
I always feel like I have a windfall waiting for me.
The prerequisite is that once I can beat Leng Yebai, I can make a fortune of three cans of milk powder!
Leng Yebai's face darkened, and he picked up a piece of chicken butt for Zhang Yiming.
Is he only worth three cans of milk powder?
What kind of baby formula is so expensive?
"Three spoonfuls, no more than that."
Zhang Yiming spoke calmly.
Leng Yebai is just a vegetable picker; it's already expensive for him to be worth three scoops of milk powder!
Bai Yifan: ...
Oh, never mind then.
It's too much trouble to make three scoops of milk powder.
Leng Yebai's cold face twitched slightly as he silently placed a clove of garlic on Zhang Yiming's plate.
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