In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Luo Fengchun was still chewing on the black steamed bun in his hand, and threw the potatoes he was given into the fire to roast, with fire dancing in his bright black eyes.

Song Jinhe was relatively familiar with her, so he simply moved a simple bench and sat next to her.

"Why don't you keep your stomach open for potatoes? Your cornbread is too rough, and it's not easy to digest even if you eat it."

She frowned slightly and looked at the uneven surface of the bun. It was obviously filled with moldy brown rice and black beans, and it definitely didn't taste like roasted potatoes.

Luo Fengchun smiled sheepishly, rubbed his chest with some difficulty, and swallowed the bun in his mouth.

"Potatoes, I want to keep them for my mother and my brother.

The cornbread I brought was our family's remaining food supply. The two of them had never treated me badly when they were hungry, so naturally I should think of them first when I have good things. "

Talking about his mother and brother, Luo Fengchun had a happy smile on his face.

Song Jinhe stared blankly at the dark hair, and then looked away.

Wowotou is indeed nothing compared to potatoes. Although it is unpalatable and difficult to digest, it is already a rare food in this foggy weather.

It seems that Luo Fengchun is indeed having a much better life than the other survivors. The key is that she is just a girl, and her family members actually put her first in everything.

Song Jinhe, on the other hand, has never felt this kind of preference since his mother passed away.

She did not continue the topic, sat on the bench and straightened her somewhat loose scarf, and then sat there in a daze.

The potatoes crackled in the fire, and the skin gradually gave off a familiar burnt aroma.

The sound of stomach growling, the sound of swallowing, and the voices of each other interweaving joyful music in the vegetable shed.

Song Jinhe curled his lips slightly and looked at this scene, feeling that his mood had improved a lot.

In the past, she had always treated these people with indifference or vigilance. Now that she has integrated into the circle of ordinary survivors, she feels that although their lives are difficult, they are also fun.

Everyone is enjoying themselves in hardship. Although they don't have enough food or clothing, they all seem to be in good spirits.

Everyone has their own way of living. Song Jinhe has abundant supplies, so he lives a rich and comfortable life.

Although these ordinary survivors lacked food and clothing, they did not blame others and still insisted on earning supplies with their own hands.

"Today is December 12th, and the new year is about to begin. Do you all have any wishes?"

Song Jinhe asked.

I didn’t have much communication with her before, but the pile of potatoes successfully brought her closer to everyone, so the survivors present looked at each other and began to express their wishes.

"I want to take my daughter to the food court to buy a bun to eat. She has been craving it for a long time."

A simple and honest man scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"I want to earn more food so that my children can have enough to eat and grow up safely and happily."

The speaker was a woman wearing a shabby cotton coat. She was sitting close to the fire, her face flushed by the warm firelight.

"I want to buy two new clothes for my parents. Actually, summer is pretty easy. Our family only has one set of winter clothes, which everyone wears when they go out.

Now that I go to work, my parents have to stay at home wrapped in quilts. I feel very sorry for them. "

The young man looked at the cotton-padded clothes on his body and smiled bitterly.

"I want to buy an egg to eat, but it's too expensive and requires several kilograms of grain."

"I want to eat the dumplings made by my mother. Her cooking is excellent, but I will never have such delicious dumplings again."

"I want to buy a fairy tale book for my daughter. Life is hard enough today, and I can't keep suffering for my children no matter what."

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Everyone began to tell their wishes, and the atmosphere became more harmonious and warm.

Song Jinhe looked at their simple faces and felt a little touched in his heart.

Perhaps after experiencing the apocalypse, she always felt that people should be selfish and ruthless, and would do anything to survive.

But she seemed to have overlooked one thing. What caused such consequences was just a hateful natural disaster.

Before this, everyone was kind, gracious, and willing to help each other.

Who is not forced to have his hands stained with blood, who is not stealing desperately to survive, and risking death to snatch food.

It's just fate. The end of the world is approaching and people have only one way.

"Captain Song, what about you? What is your wish?"

A middle-aged man in the crowd plucked up the courage to ask a question. The scene suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on Song Jinhe.

They were all curious, what else would a person like her who had no worries about food and clothing have other wishes?

Song Jinhe did not lose his interest, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "I hope that the planting area will get better and better, that the natural disaster will pass soon, and that Blue Star will regain its vitality again."

Hearing what she said, the other workers also looked yearning.

Yes, this is everyone’s wish. Who doesn’t want to return to a peaceful and happy life?

Although rebuilding one's home requires efforts of several generations, no one is afraid of hardships and fatigue.

"Oh, the potatoes are baked! Everyone, hurry up and start eating!"

The potatoes in the fire were pulled out with wooden sticks, and each person was given a potato the size of an adult's fist. Even the skin with black ash was reluctant to peel it off, and he just took a bite.

"It's delicious!"

Everyone laughed, and even though their upper chests were swollen from the heat, no one was willing to spit it out. They just laughed, pointed at each other and bent over.

Song Jinhe also took out a potato from the fire and took a bite following their example.

It is indeed delicious. It turns out that it is so simple, without any seasoning and even the potatoes with dust on them are so delicious.

She was so hot that she breathed out, and she couldn't help but laugh.

This may be the meaning of the safe zone. Although we don’t have enough food and clothing, we can at least sit together and laugh and look forward to the future.

Maybe the haze has blocked the road to the outside, but everyone believes that one day they will be able to see the blue sky and the broad avenue.

The lunch time was warm and happy. Seeing that it was time to go to work, everyone stopped smiling, picked up the farm tools standing in the corner and continued to work.

Song Jinhe walked to the brick house to sort out various information sheets. It took more than three hours before he heard the noise in front of the planting area.

She walked out and took a look. Cheng Qianhuai and Tao Shuangxue came in with a large group of newly recruited workers.

Those selected are those who go out to search for supplies all year round. They are physically strong and fully qualified for the work of clearing land, sowing seeds and setting up greenhouses.

Song Jinhe nodded with satisfaction and called Luo Fengchun to register information for the group of people one by one.

"Those who have registered come directly and stand behind me. I will take you to the fields to familiarize yourself with the environment later."

Song Jinhe took out a loudspeaker. The fog was really too big, because there were too many people selected, and there were many people whose figures were hidden in the fog. If her voice was lowered, they might not be able to hear her.