Doomsday Food

They woke up early, originally planning to make fish balls, but each household had to clear the roads around their own homes, as well as the trees on the side of the road from the village entrance to the village.

This tree can't be done without digging, if it is not dug, when the tree grows up, it will completely block the way out. The terrain is dangerous, and if the road is gone without those old people with handicapped legs, they will really stay here completely.

Every family that can provide labor has come, and those who have no labor can do simple farm work near their homes.

Life was good before, and some people here raised cattle but no one wanted to raise pigs, so the grandparents just fed the chickens, watered them and let the cattle herd.

But fortunately, it is still very fast for all the labor to dig the tree together.

The village head ordered the trees to be chopped into firewood, which could be distributed to every household, and they could be piled up in the yard to dry so as not to have to go to the mountains to collect firewood.

The folk customs in Xicheng are simple and honest, they get along well with each other, and they do things quickly.

After working for a day, it can be regarded as a good road.

When they dug, they found that the roots of these trees were getting deeper and more numerous, as if trying to absorb nutrients in order to grow up.

If it was later, their roads would indeed be rotten. The reason why they are not rotten now is that these trees were originally small saplings, which grew to such a large size after the end of the world.

When Lu Yan and Zhao Yichen returned home with their tired bodies, it was already evening. After working hard all day in summer, they really didn't have much appetite.

Zhao Damiao had already returned home, lying on the porch and lazily looking at the yard door, feeling that they were still meowing coquettishly when they came back, as if asking them why they came home so late.

The firewood dragged in the yard was scattered in disorder.

At the door of the earthen stove kitchen, there were blood spots, which were the prey Zhao Damiao hunted to feed his master.

Zhao Yichen took a closer look and found that it was a snake as thick as his arm. The seven-inch belly of the snake was bitten by Zhao Damiao so badly that it couldn't die anymore.

As a feline, Zhao Damiao likes to eat fishy food. Zhao Yichen thought about how happy it was eating fish yesterday, and planned to use this snake to exchange some fish for Zhao Damiao to eat.

While thinking about it, he still cautiously cut off the snake's head with a machete, then stretched out his hands to lift the snake's body, and sat down by the well to pick up the snake's body.

The main thing is to remove the internal organs, cut off the snake body and put it in the refrigerator.

Lu Yan went to take a bath first, then went to the kitchen to cook some noodles, took them out of cold water, mixed them and called Zhao Yichen to come and eat.

It's not okay not to eat, after all, he is so big, even if he loses his appetite, he still has to eat.

Zhao Yichen packed the snake meat in a bag and put it in the refrigerator, buried the snake's head under the cherry tree, and then went to eat the noodles made by Lu Yan.

Zhao Yichen was a little relieved. The taste of this bowl of noodles was just right, and he liked it very much.

After eating the noodles, my appetite seemed to wake up.

Zhao Yichen looked at the dust on his body and decided to take a bath first.

Lu Yan walked under the cherry tree, climbed the stairs and picked a few big cherries, washed them clean.

He saw that Zhao Yichen wasn't full yet, and overeating wasn't good, so he picked some fruits to fill his stomach.

Two people sat lazily beside Zhao Damiao, each eating a cherry that was bigger than a man's fist.

Zhao Damiao is a cat who is not picky about meat. Fruits are usually just curious to smell, and then turn away with no interest and disgust.

The fur of the white lion cat is soft and smooth, and the light green cat eyes make it extraordinarily noble and glamorous. Zhao Damiao licks its fur from time to time, and even licks Zhao Yichen.

Zhao Yichen threw away the cherry stone, buried his whole face in Zhao Damiao's chest, and sucked the cat by rubbing his fur.