More than ten minutes later, Su Yao and his family of three arrived at the door carrying their belongings.
Banxia poured hot tea for the group: "Didn't we agree that we would treat you to dinner? Why did you bring so much stuff?"
Fang Yunyun said enthusiastically, "I only brought some snacks, let's eat them together later!"
Although her family had plenty of supplies, she wasn't someone who didn't understand social etiquette, and she wouldn't have the nerve to eat and drink for free at a time like this.
However, she also knew that Su Yao and Nan Xing had a relationship better than brothers, so she brought small snacks such as nuts, biscuits, potato chips and fruits. This way, she could be polite without being too cold-hearted.
Nanxing set out the bowls and chopsticks and invited everyone to sit down and eat: "Wife, Sister Yun, Su Yao, Su Xiao, dinner's ready!"
They and the three members of the Su family can all handle spicy food, so the broth was spicy and numbing. Enjoying a warm hot pot on a cold winter's day is truly the ultimate pleasure!
"Hiss—" Su Yao swallowed several large gulps of milk because of the spiciness. "Where did you buy the base sauce? It tastes really good! So satisfying!"
Nanxing smiled and said, "I bought it from Yikouxian."
Yi Kou Xian is a very famous hot pot restaurant in City A, and you usually have to make a reservation in advance to eat there. He bought it before Banxia woke up, and he only had about ten bags of it at home.
Su Yao couldn't help but sigh: "I really don't know if I'll ever have the chance to eat at the restaurant again."
The people at the table fell silent instantly. How could the world have suddenly become like this?
Even those who don't use the internet much know that hospitals and crematoriums are overflowing, and there's no waiting list for either the living or the dead.
Fang Yunyun suddenly slapped Su Yao on the back: "Even delicious food can't stop you, you're just talking nonsense!"
Banxia, fearing the couple would argue, quickly changed the subject: "There's beer in the fridge, would you like a drink?"
Su Yao asked curiously, "It's so cold, why didn't you turn off the power to the refrigerator? Don't you think the generator wastes fuel?"
Banxia: "It's too cold. Vegetables are easy to freeze if they are not refrigerated. Putting them in the refrigerator will keep them in the best condition."
The inventor of the refrigerator probably never imagined that one day it would serve the purpose of keeping things warm.
Su Yao and the others were also surprised and praised Banxia for her thoughtfulness.
Banxia took three bottles of beer from the refrigerator and handed them to Nanxing, Suyao, and Fang Yunyun. She and Su Xiao did not drink alcohol.
With Su Yao, a lively person, around, the atmosphere quickly became harmonious again. The group ate for two hours before finishing the meal, and in the end, except for Banxia and Nanxing, Su Yao and the others got off the table while holding their stomachs.
Su Yao rubbed his stomach. He saw Banxia and Nanxing eating and started eating too, but he almost vomited from overeating.
“When did you two start eating so much? Especially Banxia,” he looked at Banxia in confusion. “Didn’t you used to be full after just a small bowl of rice? I remember Nanxing found a lot of traditional Chinese medicine doctors to prescribe medicine to regulate your spleen and stomach so that you would eat more.”
Nanxing, fearing that Banxia might be embarrassed, picked up the conversation: "After the black fog ended, our appetites increased. Didn't you notice that your appetites increased too?"
Su Yao and the others looked at each other in bewilderment. They had been eating and drinking excessively every day for the past few days, thinking that the cold weather meant they needed more calories, and never considered that their appetites had increased.
Su Xiao suddenly looked worried: "Brother, sister-in-law, how about we go to the supermarket again tomorrow to stock up on some food?"
She read a lot of apocalyptic novels while staying at home, and knew that food was the most precious thing in the apocalypse. She was afraid that one day she would run out of food and have to eat cockroaches and other insects like the protagonists in the novels.
Su Yao ruffled his sister's hair vigorously, then slumped onto the sofa: "Putting aside the purchase restrictions, even if we could buy, where would we have room to put them?"
He pulled many strings while stockpiling supplies, and his house was piled high with stuff that there was no room to walk. But it wasn't just his family; almost every household across the country had stockpiled food and fuel. Even if it didn't last for ten or eight years, it would definitely last for three to five months without any problems.
Of course, this excludes those who are stubborn and refuse to listen to advice.
Su Xiao sighed, "That's true. By the way, have you seen the news that the experts said an extreme heat wave will follow the extreme cold spell?"
Fang Yunyun's eyes were lifeless: "Dinosaurs were so powerful tens of millions of years ago, yet they went extinct. If things continue like this, won't humans go extinct in a few years too?"
Banxia recalled the events of her previous life and suddenly felt a little worried.
Before the apocalypse, the population of Rabbit Country was about 1.6 billion. Before she died, it was said that there were less than 80 million survivors left in the country, and that was only the fifth year of the apocalypse.
As for other countries, after the meteor shower, all the satellites in the sky fell back to the ground, and all countries lost contact with each other. It is unlikely that things are going well.
But does the planet Water Blue really have no intention of giving humanity a way to survive?
It doesn't seem so.
Despite humanity's insatiable demands on the Blue Planet, it still sends down black mist that can improve the physical condition of all living beings.
Perhaps, as some scientists have speculated, this is a global evolution, a process of survival of the fittest.
"bite--"
Several people's phones rang at the same time, pulling Banxia out of her thoughts. She took out her phone from her pocket and checked it; it was a message from the administrator of the Miaomiao Mountain homeowners' group, tagging everyone in the group chat.
She opened the group announcement: "Dear homeowners, experts predict that after the extreme cold ends, extreme heat will follow. Given that there are a lot of green plants in the villa area, they are prone to spontaneous combustion during extreme heat. Therefore, I suggest that each household send one person to clean up the flowers, plants and trees in the villa area starting tomorrow."
"What? Isn't this your property management's responsibility?"
"Exactly! We pay over a million yuan in property management fees every year, and this is how you do things?"
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