Grandpa Gu Bei had actually already prepared the meal. Today they steamed buns and made sweet and sour pork, stir-fried cured pork with garlic sprouts, and spinach and egg soup, which tasted much better than the luncheon meat with vacuum-packed braised eggs across the street.
But children always think that other people's food tastes better than their own.
Especially since the group of children were on the other side.
Ya Ya, holding binoculars, watched the five boys sitting in a row eating in the building across the street, her mouth watering: "Mommy, I want rice with fried luncheon meat, braised eggs, and pickled vegetables too!!!"
Energy is limited in the apocalypse, and the refrigerator at home has long been turned off. They cook only a fixed amount of food for each meal. Now that the meal is ready, if they cook a separate serving of rice for Ya Ya, there will definitely be a lot left over.
Qiao An'an didn't want to waste food, and even less did she want Ya Ya to develop bad habits, so she directly refused: "Lunch is already prepared, we can talk about luncheon meat tonight."
Ya Ya persisted, "But I want rice with luncheon meat, I don't want steamed buns!!!"
Food is especially precious in the end times.
We have food at home now, but what if something unexpected happens to our family in the future?
Qiao An'an felt that Ya Ya's bad habit had to be corrected.
She believes that children will naturally eat when they are hungry: "If they don't want to eat, let them go hungry, and they can eat whenever they want!"
Ya Ya pouted, looking extremely pitiful.
In this small courtyard, Chi Xiaoyu's favorite child is Ya Ya. Her childhood was incomplete, so she always wanted Ya Ya to enjoy a complete childhood for her.
Chi Xiaoyu wanted to speak up for Ya Ya: "It's just luncheon meat, it's not like it's anything valuable..."
Grandpa Gu Bei pulled Chi Xiaoyu back, saying, "An'an is educating her child to cultivate correct values. She shouldn't interfere at this time."
Chi Xiaoyu really wanted to help Yaya.
But she felt that what Grandpa Gu Bei said made sense, so she stopped talking and said, "Okay."
Grandpa Gu Bei stepped forward to coax Ya Ya, saying, "Didn't your mother say she would make rice and luncheon meat for you tonight? Ya Ya, eat your food obediently, otherwise you won't have the energy to play with Brother Xiao Bei and Sister Xiao Yu if you're hungry."
Qiao An'an and Grandpa Gu Bei played the good cop and the bad cop, respectively.
Ya Ya then obediently started eating her meal.
During the meal, Qiao An'an brought up the incident that had just occurred across from the apartment complex again: "It seems that the group of people who came this time know Shen Zhou and his group."
Gu Bei's little ears were quite sensitive, and he said what he heard: "The man said that he seemed to have gone to the new shelter before Chen Zhou and the others, but the new shelter also fell."
Grandpa Gu Bei's teeth weren't very good. As he broke the steamed bun into pieces and soaked them in spinach and egg soup, he said, "Luckily, we were teaching Chen Zhou and the others how to farm. Otherwise, if seven more mouths suddenly appeared on the other side, who knows what kind of trouble they would cause."
In the evening, Qiao An'an cooked rice, heated up the leftovers from lunch, and made pan-fried luncheon meat separately for Ya Ya.
They didn't have vacuum-packed braised eggs, but Grandpa Gu Bei used the brine he had used to braise pig heads and offal to make eggs.
Fuling pickled mustard tuber is definitely not available.
However, Qiao An'an has homemade pickled vegetables.
Ya Ya ate it, but didn't think it was very delicious: "Why do I think this fried luncheon meat isn't as good as Grandpa's sweet and sour pork?"
Qiao An'an replied, "Of course! Grandpa's sweet and sour pork is made with real pork, while your fried luncheon meat is just like finding pork in starch."
After dinner, everyone in the courtyard and the neighborhood went to rest.
Apart from the occasional zombie howl.
The surroundings were eerily quiet.
This night was destined to be a sleepless one for Aunt Fang and Nan Qiao. Because they were worried about Fang Yuyang, neither of them slept much all night.
As soon as it was light, the two arrived outside the unit door of Building 1.
At this moment, Fang Yuyang appeared inside the unit door unharmed.
Aunt Fang was about to move the sofa blocking the entrance to the building when Zhou Ya said, "Zombie mutations usually have a 24-hour incubation period. We can't be sure whether he will mutate until at least noon."
Aunt Fang was very angry.
Zhou Ya said, "I did this for everyone's safety, so please don't be angry with me, Aunt Fang."
Fang Yuyang, inside the door, advised his mother: "This lady is right. Anyway, it's not long until noon, so a few hours won't make a difference."
When Aunt Fang saw that her son said the same thing, she stopped insisting and went to get some biscuits and water, which she handed to her son through the iron gate.
At this moment, Song Chi walked over carrying Song Xing: "Aunt Fang, Xingxing has been making a fuss about wanting to see you..."
Previously, out of love for the children, Aunt Fang would voluntarily help Song Chi take care of Song Xing. However, after what happened yesterday, Aunt Fang no longer wanted to talk to Song Chi, and even disliked his children. She waved her hand and said, "My daughter-in-law is pregnant and can't be overworked. All five children brought from the base have to be taken care of by me. I'm already struggling to take care of five children by myself, so I can't help you take care of Song Xing anymore. Anyway, you don't have much to do, so you can take care of him yourself."
The phrase "Anyway, there's nothing much going on usually" made Song Chi's face flush.
There was nothing more to say, so he could only carry Song Xing away.
Fortunately, Fang Yuyang was still fine at noon.
The moment the unit door opened, she saw someone and burst into tears, hugging them tightly.
Days passed by.
It rained for several days in early winter.
Chen Zhou and his men opened the covers of the rooftop water tanks so that they could fill them with rainwater.
These water storage tanks were originally used to store tap water in case the pressure in high-rise buildings was insufficient. They can store a lot of rainwater. Once the tanks are full, the lids are put on, and the water can be stored, purified, and made into clean drinking water.
The water level in the basement of Building 3 is also full.
It's perfect for watering vegetables.
The corn grows slowly, but the bok choy and spinach sprout very quickly. Before long, Chenzhou and his family had green vegetables to eat.
Besides farming, Chen Zhou and his team also sorted out the items from the vehicles they had driven back from the factory.
In addition to water, a purifier, and food, they found more than a dozen canisters of liquefied gas and two solar panels.
These days they've been burning old furniture in the building every day, and everyone's worried about what to do when all the furniture is burned. These dozen or so tanks of liquefied gas are a lifesaver.
Shen Zhou and the others moved the liquefied gas into an empty room on the first floor of Building 2 where they lived and stored it. They also took out a liquefied gas and connected it to the gas stove in the kitchen of a household on the first floor. In this way, they could cook with liquefied gas in the kitchen, which was much better than burning old furniture outside.
In addition, they also installed several solar panels on the roof of Building 2.
Electricity is actually not very useful to them.
In the apocalypse, you can't turn on the lights at night.
A computer without internet is like a broken brick.
Even with a refrigerator, there's no food that needs to be stored.
The only use is that it can be used to keep the children warm at night. It's already very cold in December, and the first snow of the winter fell a couple of days ago. Several children have caught colds from the cold. With air conditioning, their winter will be much more comfortable.
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