Yu Xifeng's house was well guarded, so there were very few cockroaches, and Xiaoju couldn't eat them all to her heart's content, and there weren't many left in the corridor.
Yu Xifeng never lets Xiaoju leave the 15th floor.
It reluctantly ate the cat food again.
Yu Xifeng chopped the cured spare ribs into pieces. A large piece of lean meat was attached to the bones, and the lean meat was covered with thick fat.
Yu Xifeng soaks dried mushrooms, adds chili peppers and stir-fries a full dish.
The smoke was filtered by the range hood and then entered the fresh air system, so this dish did not emit any smell.
Yu Xifeng took a small vegetable dish from the space and finished his dinner with white rice.
The power and internet were out.
The evening time is free and there is not much entertainment.
Yu Xifeng touched a small orange that felt very nice, then read a novel while lying on the bed, and then opened the fruit-cutting game before going to bed.
She has already set the record to 1,300 points.
It is quite difficult to break the record again now. If I am lucky, I can maintain the score around 900 on a daily basis.
The cockroach tide has passed, and although there are still many remnants, at least the corridors and the community are largely empty, and more kayaks have sailed into the community.
The supplies above make people's eyes red.
People often came to knock on Yu Xifeng's door, begging for some food.
There were faces Yu Xifeng was familiar with, such as Aunt Liu, but there were also faces Yu Xifeng was not familiar with, people from other buildings who had found ways to float over or swim over.
They lingered for a long time, coming every day, becoming thinner and thinner.
They first begged, then cursed at the camera, their eyes full of resentment.
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