food crisis [end times]

Xiang Luo ignored the matter, but he found him after a while.

Xiang Luo is hitting the last roadblock.The wood is sharpened and nailed together. It is stable and firm. If the zombies break in hard, they can still hurt the zombies.This is based on what it looks like in the game.

Finally, put nails on the wood to make the damage more powerful, and it can also prevent someone from driving hard.

At this moment, a brand-new Chevrolet stopped not far away, and when the door opened, two middle-aged people came out to report this infant.

Xiang Luo glanced over at the sound, and immediately recognized his third uncle and aunt, Xiang Jianguo and Qian Shurou.What they held in their arms was the little grandson they had worked so hard to get. He was born six months after his son's death and should have just turned one year this year.

"Xiao Luo, here's the work!" It's far away.Qian Shurou's distinctive voice had already been heard.

Just by hearing this tone and attitude, Xiang Luo knew that she had something to ask for.Otherwise, she has the personality of feeling that others owe her everything, and it is rarer to be enthusiastic when she is not asking for help than when the sun comes out in the west.

Resigned to his fate, he put down the tools in his hand and looked back at them. At this time, they had already walked in.

"Oh! Let me see, this is tall again, you said you are 23, just two years older than my Xingwen, it looks like every year!" Qian Shurou's face is not very good , but still insisted on exchanging warm greetings to Xiang Luo.

Xiang Luo glanced at the child in her arms. The child was a little thin, but his complexion was stronger than that of an adult.

At this time, the third uncle Xiang Jianguo said: "How are you doing recently? There are so many things to do now, and you live alone again. You must suffer!"

This is still a human saying, Xiang Luo just wanted to reply, but Qian Shurou suddenly stopped Xiang Luo's words, and said with a smile: "It's needless to say, I didn't look at this and I lost weight! When I came back last year, I was fat and white The fat one is dark and thin now. Hey... No one is taking care of you, and you don’t know how to find someone to marry. Now the city doesn’t know what’s going on, but there are lunatics biting people everywhere. We’ll be back soon Is it? It happens that the house has to be cleaned up for two days, and your uncle and I think we are a family, and we just live in your house for two days. It happens to take care of you and cook you something delicious."

This sounded nice, but it was up to Qian Shurou to decide what would happen after they moved in.

Xiang Luo ignored him and looked at Xiang Jianguo. Xiang Jianguo nodded to Xiang Luo with a sad face. He really wanted something from Xiang Luo.

Xiang Luo didn't want to cause this trouble at home: "There are already three people living in my house, including me. If there is no room for one room, there is no way to toss out the West Room to force it. Of course it's good if you want to come, but you can't live in it."

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is Xiang Luo's excuse. If he really wants to stay, let alone three grandparents, even ten of them can live.

Qian Shurou's expression froze a bit: "Sleep at your house at this time! This is causing trouble to others? Don't you know how to go back to your own house?"

How ridiculous these words sounded, Xiang Luo only said: "That's my buddy, and he didn't live in vain, so he gave me a few bags of rice. It happened that my family was worried that there was no rice for the pot, so I stayed. He is a city The child of a rich family in the village is inherently squeamish. If you want to do this, I will discuss it with him again."

These words reveal a lot of information, for example, Xiang Luo's family has no surplus food, for example, the people who live with him are hypocritical and difficult to get along with.

This time, Qian Shurou's face darkened completely, and when he was about to say something, Xiang Jianguo stopped him, and after thinking about it, he hugged the child from Qian Shurou's hand: "Xiao Luo, look at your eldest nephew!" , this year is different every day, but it is rare."

Xiang Luo didn't reach out to take it, but he took a look.

Bloodline itself has an inexplicable smell in it.In fact, Xiang Luo and Xiang Xingwen, the son of the third uncle's family, never got along with each other since they were young, and they often fought.But when he saw this little nephew who just turned one year old, he didn't lie, and his heart softened a little.

This child's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to his own, and no one can create any barriers against such a young child.

"One year old." Xiang Luo asked.

"I just passed my first birthday, and I started to learn to speak." Xiang Jianguo looked at the child, his eyes turned red, "Your little brother left early, and this child has never seen his own father. But this child is really sensible, no It's worrying. There are people in your family, and your aunt and I won't bother you. We can go home first and clean up while we live, but the children can't be with us."

Xiang Luo understood his hint, shook his head and said, "I don't know how to serve children. You should find someone who has children."

Xiang Luo is a rough old man who has never even touched a girl's hand. He bent like a mosquito coil since he was in high school. It is impossible to have children in this life, so how can he know how to take care of children?

At this time, Qian Shurou said sharply: "If others trust you, can they use you?"

This is Qian Shurou's normal performance, Xiang Luo retorted: "I can trust it, who else can't?"

Xiang Jianguo glared at Qian Shurou, and said to Xiang Luo, "Don't be like your aunt. I also know it's hard for you. But I heard it as soon as I entered the village, and most of the people who become lunatics are older. Yes, so the left and right neighbors, Shebalabala, are unreliable. It’s just that your family is simple, so you can rest assured that the child will let you go.”

This is a bit reserved, Xiang Luo's parents are dead, he lives alone, and he is withdrawn and rarely interacts with others. Naturally, he is the safest candidate.Although there are still two outsiders living in the family, it is better than other families.

Xiang Luo glanced at the child who was smacking his mouth in his dream, and his watery little mouth was still pouted.

And it's a bit unreasonable to push back.After all, he and his own father are brothers.

"Well, you pick it up during the day and send me to sleep at night. You prepare whatever you eat, otherwise I don't understand, and it won't make sense if you don't take good care of it. You go home first, I still have to finish the work. .”

Xiang Luo is watertight, and this is also a way.

The third uncle and the third aunt came, and when I turned around, I saw the uncles who were working together were whispering.Xiang Luo didn't pay any attention to it, and buried himself in his own work.

More than 60 people came back in one morning, four of them were bitten or scratched, and were blocked by the village director, Xiao Yiming and others. Temporary living in isolation in vegetable greenhouses.

No one from outside the village came over, and no zombies were encountered for the time being.

Until noon, everything that should be done was almost done, and Xiao Yiming divided everyone into shifts, taking turns to work and patrol.Xiang Luo was arranged until tomorrow, so he will go back to rest for the time being today.

After returning home, he entered the courtyard and locked the gate.From the dawn of the day to the present, even though he often works out and has plenty of energy, he still feels very sore at this time.In addition, I have barely closed my eyes for the past three days, and what I want to do most at this time is to fall on the bed and take a deep sleep first.

Opening the door and entering the east room, he was startled when he raised his eyes.

Zhu Yan was leaning on the head of the bed, with his feet relaxed together, holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand, which was the one he often smoked.

Seeing people coming in, Zhu Yan raised his eyes and looked at him, Xiang Luo only felt that half of his body was crisp.

After all, Zhu Yan suffered a serious illness, and fell asleep for three days and three nights with a fever.When he woke up, his complexion was not very good, his frail body set off a softer face, and the tear mole under his eyebrows added a bit of ecstasy to his eyes.

In fact, he didn't feel like this at all when he was healthy.But wherever this sickly look goes, it's very...

No wonder the ancient times so highly respected Xi Shi.

Xiang Luo didn't look at Zhu Yan like this for a long time, and he was stunned.

Zhu Yan saw that the man stood in a daze at the door as soon as he entered the room, frowned slightly, and shook the cigarette case in his hand: "You also learned to smoke?"

"No." Xiang Luo replied subconsciously, and then belatedly thought that the cigarette case in Zhu Yan's hand was the one that Zhu Yan had left behind that he had exchanged with Hua Zi and the driver before.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

He doesn't smoke, but there is a box of Zhu Yan's cigarettes of the same style.Even if Zhu Yan didn't know that he left behind the pack of cigarettes, he could see what Xiang Luo was thinking.

No one spoke. After a while, Xiang Luo coughed in embarrassment and looked around: "Where's your friend?"

Zhu Yan took advantage of the situation and went downhill: "In the Westinghouse, I think he is noisy."

Anwei is quite talkative.But it is a good hand to adjust the atmosphere in this world.

Zhu Yan took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it in his mouth, motioned for Xiang Luo to fire, and Xiang Luo went over and took the cigarette out of his mouth and put it back into the case: "Don't smoke when you just wake up. Have you eaten yet? I'll give it to you." Would you like something to eat?"

"I can't eat." Zhu Yan sat up and pressed his forehead. When he spoke, he obviously lacked confidence and was very weak. "How long have I been sleeping?"

"Three days." After Xiang Luo finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen to get a pack of individually packaged rice of about 100 grams. At present, all the rice in the house has been divided into small packages by Xiang Luo, and the largest one is only about a catty.This is still not easy to open.This small package of 100g and 200g can be opened one pack at a time.Just enough for a meal, not afraid of mold infection.

After cooking the porridge, I cut an intestine and fried it with pickles.When it's ready, bring it into the house and put it on the bedside table.Then start undressing.

Zhu Yan just watched Xiang Luo take off his jacket and trousers and get into the bed with cold eyes. He turned around and picked up his rice bowl and just ate two bites when he heard Xiang Luo snore.

In fact, the snoring is not loud, and it does not sound irritable.

It is normal for people to snore when they are extremely tired.

Just listening to Xiang Luo's snoring, Zhu Yan couldn't eat anymore.

When the door opened, Anwei poked his head in and saw that Xiang Luo was asleep and Zhu Yan was eating with a bowl, so he couldn't help smelling the aroma: "Did you take me?"

Zhu Yan stuffed himself with porridge: "Look at the pot yourself."

An Wei went to the pot to see that there were still some, and hurriedly poured a bowl into the house to eat with Zhu Yan.

Looking at Xiang Luo while eating, he whispered, "Has he eaten?"

"No." Zhu Yan said.

"This is really exhausting." Anwei smacked his mouth and said, "You didn't mention him much before, I didn't know he was such a good buddy. You don't know, you have a fever for three days. Every time I see you, he always sits on the sidelines. I never saw him close his eyes. I suspect that he hasn’t slept at all in the past three days. Your situation is also scary. Just take the antipyretics for a while, and the fever will continue immediately after the effects of the medicines wear off. The doctor in the village was also taken away. You are also hardened."