Shang Tian chuckled, "Before the apocalypse, no one would hide red cloth."
"Back then, they could buy it again." Now there's nowhere to buy anything.
Shang Tian shook his head, "Now they can weave and dye again."
Su Qian nodded, seemingly understanding, but all she knew was that Shang Tian had grown up and was now dozens of times more cunning than before.
He overthinks even such a small thing.
Although they were married, Shang Tian still left early and returned late every day, and Su Qian still sat on the wall every day waiting for Shang Tian to come home.
The only busy person seems to be a mosquito.
The mosquitoes ransacked every house in the village, driving out those who had hidden red cloth from the village.
Those people are crying at the gate now.
"You're retaliating because you couldn't steal it openly."
"He has no conscience!"
Su Qian watched them cry, feeling quite pleased. "Where will they live from now on?"
"I don't know." After what happened with Tiger, Mosquito felt no sympathy whatsoever for these selfish people.
Su Qian sighed and said, "How pitiful."
The mosquito turned to look at Su Qian in surprise, "What's so pitiful about that?"
"It's a pity their parents didn't give them brains."
If they cause trouble here, I'm not afraid of upsetting them and then killing them.
In this world, there's no humanity to speak of.
Didn't you see other places? Did you even eat your own offspring?
In other words, they were living too comfortably in Jizhou.
Mosquito: "..." He felt that Ashen was right, what should he do?
Su Qian had just finished remarking on how good life was for Ji Zhou that morning, and then Ji Zhou got into trouble that evening.
Countless rats crawled out from underground at some unknown time, gnawing on whatever they could find.
Newborn babies, if adults aren't careful, can end up as nothing but skeletons.
People were filled with anxiety.
The rat extermination campaign was urgent. There were big dogs in Shangjia Village, so no rats dared to cause trouble. However, as soon as you stepped out of the gate, you could see slick rats running around.
Su Qian stared wide-eyed at the rat on the ground, which was the size of an orange cat. "Have rats mutated too?"
She darted forward, grabbed the rat by the neck, and lifted it up. The two of them stared at each other.
The mosquitoes were terrified. "A-Qian, be careful!"
You absolutely mustn't let these rats into the village.
"Oh." Su Qian nodded. "Why are you loitering in front of my house?"
"Squeak squeak squeak".
Unfortunately, the two, one human and one mouse, couldn't communicate. After thinking for a moment, Su Qian said to the mosquito, "Why don't we make it into jerky and sell it?"
Anyway, they are just some mutated rats, not zombie rats, and they don't have the zombie virus.
Mosquito's eyes lit up as it looked at the docile mouse in Su Qian's hand. "Qian, why don't we see if they can turn the ground?"
Su Qian nodded and said to Jingjing, "Go and talk to them and get them all to farm."
Jingjing: "...Host, are you sure you're not deliberately making things difficult for me?"
It had only ever heard of oxen farming, but never of mice.
Su Qian asked in a very nonchalant tone, "Just tell me, are you going or not?"
Looking quietly at the chip in Su Qian's hand, he immediately compromised and said, "The most beautiful host in the world, I'll go right now."
When Shang Tian returned, he saw a bunch of rats clearing land on the mountain east of the wall.
Shang Tian: "...What's going on?"
The mosquito glanced at Su Qian, gritted its teeth, and confessed, "Those are raised in our village."
Shang Tian glanced at him and said, "They're keeping small animals in the village? How come I didn't know?"
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