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The furniture inside was covered in a thick layer of dust and was scattered haphazardly on the floor, clearly showing how hastily the homeowner had left.

"I'll split these pieces of furniture and use them as firewood; that should be enough to last me through the night."

Qin Yu picked up the stool that was lying on the ground and disassembled it from the broken joint.

It was hailing outside, so there was no way to go outside and collect firewood. This was the only way to make do in this emergency.

Ye Jingmo and Jiang Li went into the kitchen to see if there was anything they could eat.

Jiang Li took a flashlight out of her pocket and turned it on, instantly illuminating the kitchen.

The kitchen had an old-fashioned stove that required adding firewood to start a fire.

The spice jars on the stove were covered in mold and smelled disgusting.

There were sticky black marks on the countertop; I didn't know what they were.

Jiang Li covered her nose and went to the corner to search for the rice jar, but it was completely empty, with no trace of rice. It was likely that the family had taken all their food with them when they went out.

Ye Jingmo stood up, opened the storage cabinet on the high floor, and found a brick of brown sugar and some loose beans in the corner hidden by the bag.

However, inside the beans were tiny, frozen black worms, resembling black millet grains.

"Brother Mo, did you find anything?"

Jiang Li turned to ask Ye Jingmo.

"Only one piece of brown sugar?"

Ye Jingmo showed the brown sugar in his hand to Jiang Li.

"This rice jar is empty."

"If it weren't for the hail outside, we could have cut some of the beef from the back and taken it out."

Jiang Li sighed repeatedly.

As she was about to step out of the narrow space, her foot kicked something, causing her to stumble and almost fall.

Ye Jingmo reacted quickly and stepped forward to support Jiang Li's hand, preventing her from falling.

"What kind of junk is this?"

Jiang Li looked back at the protrusion under her feet, kicked it, and found that it was a board that could be hooked up.

She and Ye Jingmo looked at each other and saw the same message in each other's eyes: Could there be a basement here?

Ye Jingmo looked around and found a shovel next to the stove. He hooked the protruding part and pulled hard.

Sure enough, there was a passage below, but it was pitch black and we couldn't see what was inside.

Ye Jingmo reached down and turned on the lighter inside, making sure there were no problems before jumping down.

Jiang Li squatted down above and turned on her flashlight to provide light for him.

The basement was only about ten square meters, with a few jars in the corners and some withered vegetables nearby.

Ye Jingmo walked into the jars, randomly picked two jars, opened them to check, and found that one jar contained pickled cabbage and the other contained salted duck eggs.

He speculated that the family must have left in such a hurry that the jars were too heavy, and they might have overlooked them and not taken them with them.

Or perhaps they want to settle down before coming back to retrieve the jars?

No one knows the specifics of his thoughts.

Several months have passed since the apocalypse, and no one has returned yet; perhaps something unforeseen has happened to them.

Ye Jingmo carried two jars upstairs, but didn't touch the remaining unopened jars.

Seeing this, Jiang Li tucked the flashlight under her arm and used her free hand to take the can that Ye Jingmo handed over.

"A jar of pickled cabbage and a jar of salted duck eggs. I didn't open the others, we can't finish them all, so let's leave them for the lucky ones who find them later."

Ye Jingmo took a running jump, his hands reaching the ground, and a corner of his shirt was lifted up, revealing his strong abdominal muscles.

He braced himself against the ground and leaped up with all his might.

Jiang Li covered her chest with her hand, feeling her heart pounding; she was stunned by his handsomeness.

Ye Jingmo closed the basement lid and went out with Jiang Li.

In the living room, Qin Yu had already lit a fire. The firelight shone on the window, creating a hazy white mist, and the faint crackling sound of hailstones hitting the ground could be heard.

"Sister Jiang Li, did you find anything in the kitchen?"

Qin Yue came down from the second floor carrying a bundle of blankets.

"I found a jar of sauerkraut and a jar of salted duck eggs, but unfortunately I couldn't find any rice."

Otherwise, we could have pickled cabbage, salted duck eggs, and white rice porridge for dinner tonight.

Jiang Li said with some regret.