Chapter 32 It's Snowing
He Lian shook her head and smiled, "Our Miao Miao is really easy to raise. A box of yogurt can do the trick."
"That's right. No matter who raises me, it won't be a loss. However, I only follow my sister. I am my sister's person in life and my sister's ghost in death." Miaomiao looked proud.
Lan Shiruo said disdainfully, "Don't, Xiao Lebao's father will be jealous."
"I'm a woman, my brother-in-law wouldn't be so stingy."
"You're calling him brother-in-law before you even meet him?" He Lian teased.
"Whether you've seen him or not, he's my brother-in-law. He's my Lebao's biological father. Sister, my brother-in-law is very handsome, right? Just look at my Lebao and you'll know. He must be handsome. Lebao looks like you except for his mouth. Everything else is different. He must look like my brother-in-law."
Lan Shiruo stared at her own son, maybe.
Han Qingquan was used to being alone, and this was the first time he saw several women sitting together and chatting. It felt very strange and a little uncomfortable, but he didn't reject it.
Does Xiao Douding's mouth look like Lan Shiruo's? How come she can't tell?
Lan Shiruo saw Han Qingquan staring at Lebao in deep thought and smiled, "He is my son, his name is Feile, little Lebao, do you want a hug?"
Han Qingquan was stunned. "Me?"
Lan Shiruo didn't wait for her to object and directly put Xiao Lebao into her arms, "Hold him tight, don't drop my son."
Han Qingquan's body was as stiff as iron. The little bean was so small and soft that she was afraid she would break it if she used even a little force. "Quick, take him away." Within a dozen seconds, sweat broke out on her forehead.
He Lian was drying Jiang Xiang's fur. Seeing her like this, he laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. "You seem very brave, but I didn't expect you to be afraid of holding a child. Relax, Le Bao is not that fragile. You will make him uncomfortable if you do this."
Han Qingquan said that she couldn't relax. Jiang Xiang came closer and stared at Han Qingquan closely, fearing that she would accidentally drop her little master. "Woo woo," Be careful.
Lan Shiruo took a look and didn't worry about anyone. She found a room to take a shower and bandage her wound.
The team was still very harmonious after it was expanded. It took three days for Yunshui Yao to start jumping around. The vines were too badly injured, and the leaves on the young seedlings had fallen off. Only a bare and wilted branch remained, still in a deep sleep. Thunder is the natural nemesis of all vegetation, and it was a blessing to be able to keep its life.
The injuries of the other three people and the mastiff were almost healed, and the small team began to sweep the southern suburbs.
Although the houses in the southern suburbs are all called farmers' households, each one is a small villa that retains some of the original characteristics of a farmhouse, such as wood stoves, raising poultry and livestock, storing their own food, and being self-sufficient.
They have also adapted to modern development. Every household has contracted hundreds of acres of land to grow various grains, vegetables, fruits, and all kinds of agricultural equipment are also the most advanced.
The grain and poultry had been completely looted. Basically, anything edible was gone. Lan Shiruo collected the firewood stored by the farmers. Oil and gas were limited, and firewood, as a traditional fuel, could play a role to a certain extent. The vegetation had been destroyed, and firewood would become a scarce commodity in the future, so it would not be a loss to collect it.
Most of the firewood stored by farmers is portable and enough for a family to use for a year, so the quantity is considerable.
Then there are various agricultural tools. These are what Lan Shiruo wants most. Space planting depends entirely on them.
However, the poultry and livestock she wanted to raise were gone. They had either mutated or been eaten by others. She could only rely on her luck in the future.
Some seeds were found, but not many. They must have been missed by someone. Lan Shiruo did not despise them. With one seed, if she was given time, she could harvest a large area.
Then we went to the seed farmers' trade market. The scene was very miserable. We searched and picked up only a few usable things. We dug out a few small bags of surviving seeds from the ruins, and there was nothing else.
The only lucky thing was finding a chicken, festering and dying. Others might have thought it had contracted a virus and mutated into a rotten chicken, which was why it wasn't eaten. In reality, it was simply injured, its wound untreated, and the harsh environment had caused it to become inflamed and festering. Furthermore, it hadn't eaten and had been living on the soil for so long that it was on its last legs.
If Lan Shiruo didn't despise it and raised it carefully, perhaps all the eggs in the future would depend on it. If she could get another rooster, she would have a place to lay the chicks in the future.
The southern suburbs are very large and open. It took two months to search them all. We didn't get much, but they were all valuable.
There weren't many people here, nor were there many rotting corpses. The small team lived a very comfortable life, eating and drinking well every day, without having to worry about being targeted.
The vines have also woken up, and the small seedlings have grown a lot, constantly camouflaging the villa. From the outside, it looks like a dilapidated house that has been abandoned for a long time, and people would not even bother to go in when they pass by it.
With the arrival of winter, the temperature dropped sharply and everyone put on thick cotton-padded jackets. Even generals and ministers wore cotton vests, which were tailor-made by the skillful He Lian. As a secretary, he was so good at sewing.
Five people and a mastiff sat in the living room on the ground floor of the villa, warming themselves by the electric stove. There was an electric blanket in the middle, and little Lebao lay on it, chewing his feet and occasionally doing a graceful somersault. Little Lebao is stronger than the average baby and had mastered this move two weeks ago.
In order to reward the little guy, Lan Shiruo put everything aside and spent the whole day with him.
The generator used for power generation is good in every way except that it is very noisy.
One person was holding a glass of red wine, with a lot of fruits and snacks placed beside him. Even the generals and ministers had a plate of red wine and a plate of meat.
"This is what life is all about." Yunshui Yao shook her little hand, and with the red wine and red lips, she looked charming no matter how she looked at her.
Miaomiao didn't have her temperament, she just stuffed the meat into her mouth, "I've never had such a good life before, so I have to hold on to the right thigh."
"Yes, if it weren't for you, I would be either a dry bone or a rotten corpse now. Every minute and every second of being alive now is earned. Come, let me toast you a glass." He Lian fits her name very well. She can always express some sad insights into life anytime and anywhere, which sounds tragic and pitiful.
Han Qingquan had been with them for two months and felt much more comfortable. He didn't say anything, but he raised a glass with them.
Lan Shiruo took a sip. The wine was bought from the supermarket. It wasn't a famous brand, but in this world, it was a luxury. "Enjoy the rest of your time. From now on, you won't be able to do that again."
"What do you mean?"
“It’s snowing.”
They turned around and saw heavy snow had begun to fall outside. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. "When did it start snowing so heavily?"
Lan Shiruo put down her wine glass and sat down next to Xiao Lebao. She was still feeding him, but she wasn't supposed to drink. However, since psychics' bodies were different from those of ordinary people, it didn't affect her, so she didn't drink much. "It's only been snowing outside for a dozen minutes, so you can imagine how cold it is. It's definitely cold, but the important thing is, don't touch the snow. It contains a special substance. Once your skin gets on it, it will fester, spread rapidly, and be extremely difficult to heal. While you won't end up rotting, the pain will be unbearable. Once the rotting area reaches a certain level, it can be fatal. You all should be careful."
"Really sis? How did you know?"
(End of this chapter)
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