Chapter 201 Give me a smile
"The meal is ready—"
Geng Duofu's familiar shouts gathered together the people scattered in front of and behind the house.
In one of the rooms of the half-derelict house, two large pots were set up: one for cooking rice, the other for vegetables. The stove was a makeshift structure of broken bricks and stones. The pots were carried wherever the chefs went, and the ingredients were packed in backpacks, which everyone took turns carrying.
Some people in Wen Jiaojiao's team died and some were new. The number of people was about 20 to 30. Qiao Lan was not very familiar with these people, so when they were traveling together, she did not expose her space and pretended to carry all her things on her back.
We are now in the south of the city. We have been walking all the way since leaving the base and are almost out of the city.
We can just stay in this abandoned house tonight. Tomorrow, we will go to the suburbs and stay away from the fighting in the city.
"The meal is finally served. The aroma is so tempting." Wen Jiaojiao led the team, walked to the pot and praised it, then ordered the team members to get the meal according to the rules.
The food was divided equally into two halves, with each team taking half. Everyone took the tableware they brought with them to get their food, a bowl of rice and a bowl of vegetables, and each found a place in the room to squat or sit, and started eating.
Everyone was eating very seriously. In the apocalypse, food was precious, and being able to eat hot, fresh meals straight out of the pot was even more rare, so everyone cherished it.
For a moment, the only sounds around were smacking and swallowing.
Both quiet and lively.
Qiao Lan took the bowl and went out of the house, found a place where no one was around, and ate alone in silence.
Soon Wen Jiaojiao came over.
"We have a good life here. We have rice, sweet and sour pork, dried vegetable and kelp soup. It's so delicious. So why are you unhappy?"
The boss ate and smoked at the same time, and the light gray smoke floated onto Qiao Lan's face.
The smell of tobacco mixed with the rich aroma of food and the faint body fragrance of the eldest sister.
Qiao Lan chewed the crispy, sweet and sour sweet and sour pork and turned to look at her. "Are you happy?"
"Happy."
"Happy for what?"
"Um……"
Wen Jiaojiao took another puff of the cigarette and held it in her mouth. A faint smoke came out of her nostrils. After a while, she opened her mouth and spit out all the smoke. It looked a bit like a smoking incense burner.
"For example, this cigarette makes me very happy." Xianglu said, "It's delicious and strong. It's a gift from you. Why shouldn't I be happy when I smoke a good cigarette given by a friend?"
She took a bite of the sweet and sour pork, and there were a few crisp sounds.
He mumbled, "For example, this meat. It's crispy on the outside and sweet and sour on the inside, orange-yellow, and wrapped in a juicy, sweet, crispy skin. It's so refreshing and delicious when chewed, which makes me very happy... Paired with fragrant rice, it's absolutely perfect... Um, the soup, this soup is delicious too, especially delicious."
While she was busy eating and drinking, Qiao Lan pulled the cigarette between her slender fingers and took a puff.
“Cough cough cough!”
He choked immediately and his face turned red from coughing.
Wen Jiaojiao laughed and took the cigarette back, "Don't smoke if you can't, little brat."
With red lips, manicure, and wavy hair, she looks beautiful and enjoys the way she holds the cigarette to her lips and puffs out smoke.
Qiao Lan recovered her breath and said helplessly: "You seem to be smoking quite a lot, thinking that smoking while eating will make the food more delicious."
"That's because I'm in a good mood. Everything I eat tastes delicious, and everything I smoke is exciting. Even if you pick up a few dead leaves from the roadside for me to use as tobacco, I'll still enjoy smoking them." Sister Wen's beautiful eyes moved as she finished her meal and glanced at Qiao Lan. "Unlike you, you can't eat when you're in a bad mood. Don't waste such delicious food. If you don't eat it, I will."
As she spoke, she took the food that Qiao Lan had only eaten less than half of, poured it into her mouth, and quickly finished it all.
Xiaosha stacked up the two people's empty bowls, shouted "Wash the dishes!", and threw them away.
"Okay!" A person immediately came out from the other side of the room, quickly caught the empty bowl, and took it inside to clean it up.
"Cushion!" Wen Jiaojiao shouted again.
Whoosh, the little follower in the room threw several soft pillows and cushions to her.
Wen Jiaojiao placed these on the ruins, adjusted the angle, and leaned against them comfortably, half lying and half sitting. With her hands behind her head, her long, straight legs crossed, the posture was so comfortable.
"It's a nice nap after dinner." She squinted her eyes and enjoyed it. "It makes me happy too. So why you're not happy is baffling to me."
Qiao Lan thought for a moment, "Is it because you are poorer than me?"
"Um?"
"Being poor is joyful. The richer you are, the more melancholy you feel. Perhaps I have a disease of affluence?"
"Beat you up."
"hey-hey."
Two people were lying and sitting in the ruins with their backs to the setting sun.
Shadows, stretched too long by the afterglow, covered the bricks and rubble on the ground, the unmelted snow, and the mottled ground of ice and earth. Further away, there were more desolate ruins and twisting roads, stretching to the end of the sky.
The sunset glow in the west is blue and purple, and in the east is light pink, together forming the edge of the light blue sky above.
The sky is vast and exquisite, and the earth is desolate and dilapidated.
Between heaven and earth, humans are very small.
The two of them stayed in silence for a long time, neither of them speaking. It wasn't until the sky grew darker and darker, and night finally fell, that Qiao Lan looked at the lonely golden star in the sky and said, "Thank you."
"Thank you for accompanying me, sister."
Wen Jiaojiao opened her squinting eyes. "I was just about to fall asleep when you woke me up. What are you thanking me for, my dear? You've been a bit too polite these past few days, thanking everyone. What? Are you trying to transform into a lady?"
"Am I not a lady?"
"You have basically nothing to do with those two words. Are there any ladies who carry guns and shoot all day long?"
"Hey." Qiao Lan laughed dryly.
"Hey!" Wen Jiaojiao kicked Qiao Lan on the shoulder. "I like you even if you're not a lady, but I don't like you looking half dead now. Cheer up!"
hiss……
Qiao Lan covered her shoulder and dodged, it hurts!
"Sister, your heels are too sharp. If you use a little more force, they'll pierce through my flesh!"
"Really? Even such thick flesh can penetrate?"
Wen Jiaojiao turned over and stood up, approaching Qiao Lan's dodging body, leaning forward, leaning over, raising her chin and glaring coldly.
He reached out and pinched Qiao Lan's cheeks, pulling her closer to him.
The two of them were chest to chest, their faces almost touching.
"Smile for me, be cheerful! Smile!" Wen Jiaojiao said fiercely, "Otherwise, I will poke a hundred thousand holes in you with my heels!"
"sister……"
"laugh!"
Qiao Lan grinned fearfully, giving a dry, not-so-standard laugh, like one handing in homework.
Wen Jiaojiao raised her long eyebrows, looked at her carefully, and after a while she clicked her tongue and let go of the hand that was pinching Qiao Lan's face.
Lying back on the cushion, she snorted coldly, "Isn't this just a way to laugh? Laughing makes you happy and energetic, you know?"
"Got it, sis."
"Then why aren't you smiling again?"
Under the threatening gaze of the other party, Qiao Lan quickly rubbed her sore face and smiled again.
"That's right. Are you happy now?" Wen Jiaojiao asked.
"Well...I'm happy."...right?
"Very good, then let's talk about something unhappy next." Wen Jiaojiao raised her lips, "What are you going to do about Xiao Tang?"
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