The fish were taken from the space; living by the sea and eating fish is also a story.
I gathered some dry branches, built a makeshift grill, skewered the fish, and grilled them until they smelled delicious.
The fish is almost ready, but Xiao Hao still hasn't returned.
Ning Qiang shamelessly sidled up to them, picked up the fish, and started eating.
"Hiss, hiss, it's so hot, so hot! It smells so good, so delicious! Sister Zuo's cooking is really good."
Zuo Ling glared at him, unable to see that the fish were all grilled by Pei Nan.
"Sister Zuo, is this cod? Where did you catch it? We usually catch small flatfish, tiny ones, not this big."
Ning Qiang may seem unintentional, but his words are full of traps.
"Just lucky."
Zuo Ling brought out the cod because cod is a sea fish; even if there were doubts, who could say it wasn't caught from the sea?
"Next time you go fishing, take me with you, so I can share in your good luck."
If Ning Da Ge and the others heard this, they would definitely think they were hallucinating. "Sister"? My god, when has the Second Young Master ever been so sweet-talking?
"Heh, I'm afraid you'll drag us down with you."
Zuo Ling refused without giving her any face at all.
Licking the seasoning off his hand, Ning Qiang was still not satisfied and reached out to take another, when a pebble hit his hand.
Turning around, Xiao Hao glared at him angrily.
The dog barked twice in the snowy night, as if to say, "You stole our food, have you no shame!"
Nothing was convenient on the ship. Zheng Ming spent more than two hours decocting the medicine, and Xiao Hao was getting annoyed waiting.
Upon seeing Zheng Ming, she gave him a cold look and shoved the medicine into his hand. "My sister said not to throw away the dregs. Boil them again; they'll help a little. She doesn't have any extra for you."
While I was still in a daze, Xiao Hao had already walked far away.
Pushing open the door, she exclaimed with delight, "You're awake?"
Gao Manshu leaned against the side of the boat, feeling much better.
Who are you talking to?
Zheng Ming didn't answer. He touched his wife's head and felt relieved when he saw that her fever had subsided. "Let's give her the medicine first."
Gao Manshu took a sniff; the smell of Chinese medicine was very strong. They were on a boat; where would they get Chinese medicine?
Thinking of something, his expression changed. "You... went to see her?"
Zheng Ming subconsciously removed the medicine, hesitated for a moment, and said:
"Yes, I went to see her. But this medicine isn't because of me, it's because of your 10 million. She gave us a chance to ask her for help because of the 10 million."
Gao Manshu opened her mouth, and after a long while, she finally said:
"Oh, I see. Then I have to drink it. It would be a waste not to drink such an expensive medicine."
Zheng Mingsong sighed; he was afraid his wife would get angry and refuse to take her medicine.
Before, Zuo Ling's life was not as good as his wife's. After the apocalypse, their circumstances were reversed. Zuo Ling was like a thorn stuck in his wife's heart. Zheng Ming was very afraid that his wife would be stubborn and hold a grudge against him.
After taking two sips of her medicine, Gao Manshu asked Zheng Ming, "What else did she say?"
"she……"
Zheng Ming felt a lump in his throat as he recalled Zuo Ling's cold and resolute face.
"What, did she say something really nasty?"
Zheng Ming shook his head:
"No, she said that once she helps this time, we're even. In the future, even if I kneel down in front of her and beg, she won't lift a finger."
Gao Manshu's gaze lingered, and she sighed softly, "It was what she said."
"You talk as if you know her very well."
Gao Manshu leaned closer to her husband: "You don't understand. Women understand women best."
After being lost in thought for a while, he said again:
“I used to think I was a ruthless woman. I had to be ruthless to get by among men. But that day, Zuo Ling just watched people die one by one in front of her, and she was unmoved. I knew then that she was much ruthless than me. No wonder she dared to ask me for 10 million. Now that I think about it, I guess she knew the end of the world was coming back then, which is why she agreed so readily.”
He sighed deeply, "She's really ruthless. Even a hint wouldn't have been enough..."
Recalling those days at the American base, Gao Manshu felt waves of pain, and her eyes gradually became bloodshot.
Zheng Ming's eyes darkened slightly; he was also thinking about this question.
Just moments before the volcanic eruption, Zuo Ling ordered the ship to set sail. Did she really have the ability to foresee the future?
Did she also foresee the end of the world?
She must hate herself so much that she wouldn't even remind him of something so important.
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