The defense of the mourning community

The vegetable greenhouses in Manhattan and the green gardens in the last days, under the guidance of the farming expert Niu Ben, and after the hard work of the owners of the whole community, finally came the good news on the eve of the Chinese New Year. It only took five days to germinate .

Everyone was stunned. After all, at the beginning of farming, everyone thought it was nonsense, fictional and unrealistic, but now it is really planted. What does this mean?

It shows that the innate skills flowing in the blood are a kind of inheritance, just like you will never forget once you learn to ride a bicycle in this life!

Others staged a biohazard in the doomsday zombie nest, and the people in Manhattan are learning the Martian Rescue down-to-earth. No pains, no rewards, Manhattan people deserve it!

Disinfectant water supplies were forgotten in an instant, and the owners rushed to the greenhouse in a swarm. At this moment, they all realized what the joy of laborers' harvest is, and what bicycles do they need?

Although it is still far away from a good harvest, Shelley said, can spring be far behind when winter comes?It has already sprouted, and it is not a certainty that it will turn out to be mature. What's the problem if you are happy in advance?

The more the owners thought about it, the happier they were, and they began to accelerate to the limit. Ling Qing and the rest assured that the property owners took the lead, using four-wheel drive to rush to the front.

It's not because they are anxious to see the buds, but they can understand the mood of novice farmers, and assist Niu Ben to maintain order at the entrance of the greenhouse, so that the owners can enter the greenhouse in an orderly manner to watch the fruits of their labor without causing chaos.

The greenhouse is a bit stuffy and the temperature is a bit high, but everyone's enthusiasm will only increase.The scorching eyes fell on the green buds inlaid on the dark brown ground, and no one spoke for a while.

The vegetables grown in the greenhouse not only sprouted cabbages and radishes, but also sprouted green onions, onions, potatoes, and lettuce. The lettuce grew even better than the cabbage, but there was no movement on the tomato side.

But it doesn't matter, this result has made everyone very satisfied.

An owner who has a glorious record of raising two pots of cacti at home even took out his point-and-shoot camera to take two consecutive photos of the sprouting plants, and said with emotion: "Times have changed, my family, I actually planted things Live the day."

For a while, everyone was beaming, wanted to run wildly and scream, wanted to return to their ancestors and become an ape-man and slapped their mouths with their hands, but the decency of being a human made everyone keep their senses, shut their mouths tightly and leave after reading, never disturbing these plants sleep.

After all, sleep more to grow taller, and grow taller to make them eat well.

The owners of Manhattan have jumped back and forth between mercy and evil spirits, and have been in a chaotic and evil state for a long time.

Qin Dali expressed his admiration for Niu Ben, holding his hand and expressing that he would write a poem for him: "Brother Niu Zi, you are the reincarnation of Shen Nong."

Niu Ben was very moved, but he still had to correct his address: "Call me Benzi, brother. I feel uncomfortable when you call me that."

"Ben Ben, you will be the strongest farmer in our Manhattan from now on." Qin Dali chose a refrain for intimacy, "Whether we can have a bite of fresh vegetables depends on you."

The owners echoed repeatedly, looking at Niu Ben with admiration in their eyes. Niu Ben, who has never had so many attentions, suddenly felt the pressure on his shoulders, but secretly rejoiced in his heart——

Xuenong can really save the Chinese people!

With the happy event in the greenhouse, the mood of the owners has improved again. When discussing with Ling Qing that each household should distribute drinking water for disinfection, everyone did not dig into the horns.

Ling Qing was ready to analyze various factors with the owners to battle this issue, but they took a step back and nodded to say yes, you are right, and directly abstained.

Winning without a fight, Ling Qing was actually a little disappointed.

But it's better this way. The New Year's Eve will be spent peacefully with less disputes and peace, so that the new year will go smoothly. The old ancestors' sayings can be superstitious.

After the most important airdrop materials were distributed, the big boxes were saved first, and everyone gathered together to discuss the remaining two airdrops.

One has zombies as security guards at the corner of the street and cannot be easily approached.There is also one that falls in the direction of Darunba, which cannot be seen. All in all, none of them can be easily obtained.

Ling Qing: "Judging from the current situation, I think it's better to start from a nearby airdrop. Because we can't be sure if there are survivors in other places, maybe they will find a way to take the airdrop away."

"Indeed." Yan Shuai nodded, "I just don't know if they are doing well."

Liang Xirui thought for a while and affirmed: "There is a high probability that we are not doing well without us."

Everyone fell silent for a while, thinking that if people outside know that Manhattan is like Xanadu, where everyone raises chickens and grows vegetables, and currently eats vegetables and meat, will they make some extreme behaviors.

The granary knows the etiquette, and the food and clothing are sufficient to know the honor and disgrace.Everyone is an adult, and they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs run. They understand that at this time, some people are more terrifying than zombies.

"However, our meat and vegetable reserves are also limited. After all, the vegetables are only sprouting now, and the chicks haven't hatched yet, so the airdrops are definitely available." DJ Ma said that he must have a sense of crisis.

Ling Qing nodded: "If we can get it, we will definitely get it, and in the future, we may have to go out to find supplies, so as to ensure that everyone's life can continue."

"Isn't there an airdrop? Maybe the rescue will come soon." Like most of the owners, Liang Xirui maintains an optimistic attitude.

Ling Qingwen said: "Rescue is really hard to say, but there has been no call so far. If there is rescue, I think they should go to the power plant as soon as possible to ensure that the city's power supply is restored, and it will be more convenient for them to carry out rescue operations later. "

What he said made sense, Yan Shuai listened and nodded: "Then shall we go out and get the airdrop today?"

"Do you want to go today?" Ling Qing threw the question back to the owners.

Today is New Year's Eve. According to past habits, everyone should go home for a reunion now, and prepare a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner to send off the old year and usher in the New Year. No one would want to risk their lives on a reunion day like New Year's Eve.

The owners didn't speak for a while, and silently answered Ling Qing's question.

Ling Qing smiled and looked at Yan Shuai. Yan Shuai also understood what everyone meant, coughed and said, "Then let's go tomorrow. Anyway, the airdrop is at the intersection where everyone can see it. What do you think?"

The owners voted with a show of hands, and basically all of them raised their hands to express their agreement. The world is big and the Chinese New Year is the biggest. We will discuss anything next year.

All the things that need to be said have been said, everyone hurry up to work, watering, cleaning and disinfection, and disinfection. There is still a part of the east gate that has not been reinforced with reinforced concrete, and they are rushing to work all the time.

Ling Qing looked around and found that there was nothing wrong with him, so he immediately turned and went upstairs to see how Yi Chengli was doing.As a result, when he opened the door, he heard Qian Meili was keeping accounts and pressing the calculator to zero, while Yi Chengli was still sleeping soundly on the sofa.

"Has the fever gone?" Ling Qing asked, "I'm going to call Dr. Meng to have a look before the fever goes down."

Qian Meili didn't raise her head: "It's still burning, but the temperature has gradually dropped. I just woke up for a short while, drank a couple of sips of water, took some medicine, and asked me who changed the clothes on him."

Ling Qing paused: "What did you say?"

"Tell the truth." Qian Meili looked at him, "I just said that you changed him with gloves on. Mr. Yi seems to be a little injured, and he has repeatedly emphasized that this kind of cold should not be contagious."

Ling Qing: ...

Ling Qing: "Li, sometimes being too honest is cruel to others, you have to learn to tell white lies."

Qian Meili paused, then nodded to Ling Qing, expressing that she will definitely next time.

Knowing that there is nothing to do today, Qian Meili looked at Ling Qing and asked in a low voice, "Then what are we having for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

Ling Qing was taken aback: "Us?"

"Yes, we must also celebrate the Chinese New Year." Qian Meili smiled, and said in a low voice: "I didn't use the credit to go to the convenience store to pick up things a few days ago. I just waited for today. Dali also asked Now, shall we eat stir-fried vegetables or dumplings."

The New Year is lively when there are many people, but Ling Qing hasn't celebrated the New Year with others for a long time.

He was silent for two seconds and said: "I don't care, you can eat whatever you want."

Qian Meili clicked her tongue: "You can do whatever you want at other times, but you can't be casual on New Year's Eve. You have to eat well for the last meal of this year, so that you can be full next year."

"There are so many strange rules." Ling Qing laughed, remembering that his grandmother had said the same thing, he paused and said, "Didn't you say you want to eat hot pot? How about we have hot pot."

Qian Meili had a meal, and then said: "The hot pot is good, but there is no stove."

"It would be good to just take one of the cassette stoves at home. I remember that there are fat beef rolls and hot pot meatballs in the convenience store. I haven't used my quota yet, so I just go and get some." Ling Qing thought for a while and said, " Just take the hot pot base from home, and tell me I stocked it.”

He looked at the vegetables, peppers and garlic he grew on the balcony, raised his chin and said, "You can also pick some there."

"It's better to take less of your stuff." Qian Meili said seriously, "You saved it with your own money. Our property center used to distribute some groceries, so it's good to eat them out."

Ling Qing laughed: "The things you buy are meant to be eaten, and if you don't eat them, it's not a waste."

But in the end, the dishes from Ling Qing's house were not used, because the owners spontaneously sent some things to the property to express their gratitude.There are sausages and bacon, as well as home-made fresh noodles and small kimchi, plus some vegetables, and the hot pot shabu-shabu is completely arranged.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yi Chengli finally woke up from his continuous desert hot pot relay nightmare. When he opened his eyes, he saw several heads looking at him in front of him, and asked in unison, "Are you awake?"

At this moment, Yi Chengli thought he was lying on the operating table.

He was silent for two seconds to calm down, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I heard that you have a fever, and everyone came to see you." Ling Qing took the thermometer next to him and pointed it at his forehead: "36 degrees [-], the fever is completely gone."

Qin Dali helped him sit up, and said anxiously: "Brother Yi, you finally woke up, everyone is waiting for you to have the New Year's Eve dinner."

"That's right." Lian Han sat on the side chewing gum, "We are all waiting for you."

Yi Chengli saw that everyone looked concerned, and instantly felt warm and caring, and asked with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm too tired and can't wake up."

"Don't worry, they just happen to be preparing dishes below." Qian Meili stretched her arms, "Boss Yi, you're awake at this time."

Yi Chengli nodded, and asked casually, "Then what shall we have for New Year's Eve dinner?"

Ling Qing: "Eat hot pot."

Yi Chengli: ...

The author says:

Yi Chengli: If you don't love, please don't hurt.

Niu Ben: This is the glorious moment in my life, the great Niu Tsby!