This is of course a joke.
Sister Yun was able to bring this out from home. Even if she didn't know what it was, she vaguely knew the value of this wooden skewer.
The fat man said, "It has to be Sister Yun. I have been busy for several days, but it is still not as good as Sister Yun's move."
"If I take it for free, I will be embarrassed to ask you, Sister Yun, for help in the future." Yu Xifeng said, "Others use food to collect it, but I can't ask Sister Yun to pay for it. I can't take advantage of only one person."
"We have known each other for such a long time, and I am still someone else." Sister Yun glared at Yu Xifeng, "This thing is useful to you, just take it, and don't say nonsense."
Sister Yun turned around to change the charcoal in the fire bucket. Yu Xifeng stayed where he was, and seeing the fat man scratching his head, he also started to scratch his hair.
The fat man said, "Why are you looking at me? Sister Yun gave it to you. I can't make the decision."
Yu Xifeng smiled and said, "Okay, the Dragon Boat Festival is in a few days, I'll send you something sweet then."
"I have forgotten how my life has gone. I am getting more and more confused day by day, and now it's almost the Dragon Boat Festival." The fat man took the boiling water down from the fire bucket.
Yu Xifeng told her about the burglary at her house.
Sister Yun and Fatty couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to cause trouble for Zhao Yao.
"I've already slapped her. This was most likely my stepmother's idea. It takes courage to break through your own bottom line. Zhao Yao hardly ever left the house before coming to the underground shelter. Sister Yun, you are implicated by me."
Sister Yun shook her head: "If it wasn't her, it would have been someone else. We were getting along OK before, but I didn't expect it to end up like this. It's really disgusting."
Yu Xifeng thought for a moment and said, "Leave it to me. I will make them pay the price."
The fat man said, "I can't get any bamboo leaves now, but I still have some dry lotus leaves. I'll wrap some glutinous rice with them later, and it will add to the atmosphere."
Sticky rice.
There are dozens of tons in Yu Xifeng’s space, which were collected from Zheng Weiyang’s factory.
It is difficult to digest too much glutinous rice, but if you divide it into steamed packages and add some candied dates and brown sugar, it will be perfect for making steamed cakes.
Yu Xifeng became interested.
She hasn't cooked any food for a while.
It’s a good time to make a batch of them by taking advantage of the Dragon Boat Festival’s east wind.
Zhang Qiu sent Yu Xifeng to his doorstep.
Sand painting also appeared at the door of Yu Xifeng's house.
Has the preaching spread to the inner circle?
People in the inner circle can go out, but people from other areas who want to come in need to register with the patrol team.
Judging from what Wang Anmin had said before, the patrol team's control is being tightened.
This sand painting was probably made by residents of the inner circle or people who are related to the inner circle.
Yu Xifeng stopped and thought about it.
In the underground shelter, people who believe in this sun god cult are not necessarily pious or poor, but they definitely like to take advantage of others.
In the next room, Sister Zhang had already brought Deng Feiyu back to the inner circle. When she met Yu Xifeng's sight, Sister Zhang hurriedly drew the curtains.
Zhang Qiu took off a piece of jade from his neck and handed it to Yu Xifeng.
Yu Xifeng was still thinking about sand painting.
The Sun God Cult grew stronger.
A lot of information can be seen from the sand painting at the door of the house.
The appearance of sand painting means that this is the person the church wants to win over.
The sand paintings are kept intact and even carefully protected and maintained with screens by believers.
Destroying it is also an expression of attitude.
Yu Xifeng stepped on the sand painting and then looked at the kind-looking Guanyin on the jade pendant, and his brain skipped a beat.
"Is this also your dowry?"
Zhang Qiu's face was hidden behind the mask, with hot air coming out from his ears.
"That one belongs to the old man, and this one is mine. It will be useful to you, so take it."
Yu Xifeng touched it and it was warm, with Zhang Qiu’s body temperature.
The space was surging in Yu Xifeng's consciousness.
Yu Xifeng said, "What do you want?"
Zhang Qiu thought for a moment and said, "Give me a zongzi for Dragon Boat Festival? I want a sweet one."
Yu Xifeng took a deep look at Zhang Qiu and smiled: "Okay."
Sister Zhang in the next room saw it through the crack in the door and sighed with regret.
That person promised that as long as the residents were in the inner circle, he would give her two packs of compressed biscuits for every person she persuaded to participate in the Holy Word Prayer.
Sister Zhang brought white porridge and steamed buns and went to look for Yu Xifeng twice. The first time, Yu Xifeng was not there, and the next time, Yu Xifeng did not open the door for her.
The crack in the door could be smelled either from the hot steam of glutinous rice, the sweet fragrance of candied dates, and the taste of meat.
This loser woman.
She deserves to eat such good food.
Sister Zhang took a deep breath.
If Yu Xifeng had been a good girl and married her son, it would be her and her son who would be enjoying the life in the house right now.
The Dragon Boat Festival is here in a blink of an eye.
It was a rare moment when there was a smell of food wafting from outside.
There are always people who remember the calendar and festivals.
Festival, for the end times, is destined to be a luxury word.
A chorus of hymns floated in from the outer circle.
The priest stood on a tattered platform. Below the stage were a number of pale and thin faces. They looked up, following the priest's opening and closing lips with their eyes.
Wang Anmin led the patrol team, standing aside fully armed.
The higher-ups have turned a blind eye to the proliferation of churches.
Life in the underground shelter is not easy, and the survivors need a spiritual sustenance.
The hymn should have been an ethereal tune, but the chorus of hundreds or thousands of people was hoarse and noisy.
Wang Anmin was distracted for a moment.
People are dying in the underground shelters every day.
Many of them spent all their wealth and went through untold hardships to get here.
Many more people died on the way here.
Some froze to death, some starved to death, some were killed by others, and some died of disease.
If there really is a god above, can it see these?
The priest looked down at the survivors with an indifferent expression, glancing at Wang Anmin vaguely.
An ominous shadow passed through Wang Anmin's heart.
He thought of the letter whose whereabouts he had never been able to find.
If the low temperature is not the end.
Will this catastrophe ever end?
Can humans really survive?
At the end of the hymn, everyone was given a bowl of white rice.
A bowl of white rice that is soft, fragrant and filling.
It feels heavy in the hand.
The atmosphere reached a climax.
The believers shouted the name of the sun god loudly, praised his great power, and kissed the tips of the sacrificed shoes one by one.
Then he made a bloody cut on his fingertips and smeared the blood on his forehead.
The carnival further worsened the already poor mental state of the survivors.
Yu Xifeng wrapped the candied date glutinous rice cake in lettuce leaves and tied a rope around the lettuce leaves.
The sweet rice dumplings that Zhang Qiu wanted are ready.
Yu Xifeng also brought two salted egg yolks and meat, preparing to share them with Old Man Cai and Sister Yun.
She had made up her mind: she would have lunch at Old Man Cai's and dinner at Sister Yun's.
With a crackling sound, the power went out.
The underground shelter relies entirely on artificial electricity and has no external light source.
The power outage caused total darkness everywhere, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of you.
Yu Xifeng was stunned for a moment, then stood up.
A flashlight appeared out of thin air in her hand.
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