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

Thinking of this, Wang Xingsheng turned to look at Zhang Shimin and Zhou Bengao behind him.

“This time I’m planting potatoes, I’ve done my best by not picking you two out on the 18th floor.

You must remember to pay back the food you owe others, and pay it all back within one month. If you can't do that, don't blame me for killing you two directly. "

Zhang Shimin touched his son's head. Because he had not had enough to eat for a long time, Zhang Lanyi's head hung like a ball on his thin body.

His eyes looked extra large and his cheeks were sunken.

"Dad, it is true that you did something wrong in this matter, but I know you did it for me and grandma. I will go out with you to find food."

Zhang Lanyi looked up at him: "Dad, I'm not afraid of starving to death, but my mother said before she passed away that no matter how hard life is, you can't harm others without conscience."

Zhang Shimin's eyes suddenly turned sour, and the guilt in his heart became heavier when he thought of his deceased wife.

"Dad knows that he will change his ways, pay off the supplies and then apologize to Miss Song."

He touched Zhang Lanyi's head: "Miss Song is the savior of our family. If it weren't for her potatoes, your grandma would have starved to death.

Dad is not a heartless fool. I was wrong before and I will definitely change it in the future. "

Zhou Bengao also raised his hand and swore: "Even though I was dizzy at the time, I will definitely look for supplies and apologize to Miss Song."

Wang Xingsheng saw that both of them realized their mistake, and after expressing their attitude, he said no more.

The night passed quickly, but Song Jinhe did not get up too early and go downstairs the next day.

It takes time to prepare the soil and lay waterproof materials on the ground. Although she has to supervise the work, she won't have to stand in the room and freeze in vain.

I had xiaolongbao and freshly made soy milk for breakfast, which tasted good together.

Song Jinhe stuffed the steamed dumplings into his mouth, lay down on the sofa in 1801 and yawned.

"It should be about time for the two of us to go downstairs around 10 o'clock. Why don't we rest for a while now."

She waved her hand, obviously not used to getting up early, and her whole body looked a little tired.

Cheng Qianhuai brought her a quilt and tucked it in before looking at the time: "No problem, you go to sleep first, and I'll come up and call you when it's o'clock."

He got dressed and planned to go downstairs: "Although it is boring to watch them prepare these things, we cannot let them do it as they please. There must be a standard.

Otherwise, if something happens in the future, it may be difficult to modify it. "

Song Jinhe put on a steam goggle and waved his hand lazily: "No problem, then it's up to you."

Cheng Qianhuai stood there and looked at her cute and delicate look, smiled silently, closed the door carefully and walked out.

When I arrived at the door of 1601, I found Wang Huanghua lying in front of the door like a shrew, not allowing anyone to open the door and enter.

"What are you doing? It's quite lively."

He walked down, his thick plush cotton boots stepping on the tiles on the ground, making a dull sound.

Xu Qingkang, who was standing at the front, came forward as if he had seen a savior.

"You're finally here. We wanted to take care of the ground in 1601 before others came back from searching for soil, but this woman blocked the door and refused to get out of the way.

No, this made 1401’s Li Pengyun blush. "

The bald man on the side covered his face in embarrassment and smiled awkwardly at Cheng Qianhuai.

Seeing him going downstairs, although Wang Huanghua felt a little afraid in her heart, she had already put herself in this embarrassing position, so she had no choice but to continue making trouble.

"What's wrong with me just not getting out of the way? Why don't you take us 1702 with you if you have any good intentions? Aren't we part of Building 3?"

You guys were scheming against each other some time ago, but now you are reconciled?

They are all pretending and isolating our whole family, right? "

Cheng Qianhuai stood there and looked at her quietly without saying anything. After a while, he sneered: "I've never seen someone as shameless as you."

He spoke without leaving any emotion at all. Wang Huanghua's face turned red and she rushed forward to scratch Cheng Qianhuai's face, but he kicked her away.

"My life creed has never been about not hitting women. I hope you won't try to get me to spare you just because of your gender."

His expression instantly turned cold, and his calm eyes looked at Wang Huanghua, who was lying on the ground and writhing in pain.

“Today is the first day, and I just hope that the business will be successful without any bloodshed.

I hope you won’t force me to break the habit. "

Wang Huanghua shuddered subconsciously when she saw Cheng Qianhuai's terrifying look.

"You, aren't you just a pretty faceless person?

He followed that bitch and held her up all day, and he didn't look like a man at all. "

She cringed and crawled back half a meter, but her mouth remained stiff. She had to say something to make Cheng Qianhuai unhappy to make the trip worthwhile.

But the other party didn't retort as angrily as she imagined. Instead, he burst out laughing.

"I just like to hold her and follow her."

Wang Huanghua lost her words to refute what he said, and in the end she just trembled and held back a few words.

"You are shameless!"

The smile on Cheng Qianhuai's face continued: "Go home alone or let me send you away directly? Choose one."

Wang Huanghua swallowed, climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and staggered up the stairs.

The door of 1601 was successfully opened, and everyone brought useful things at home, including plastic bags, foam boards, tape, etc., all placed in a small box.

"Then let's get to work."

Xu Qingkang smiled at Cheng Qianhuai, and then got busy with the others, quickly tidying up the bedroom with the largest space.

The ground was made of plastic bags, and the second layer of foam board was thickly affixed to the top layer with tape, trying not to leave any gaps.

They don't have too many people now. Song Jinhe meant that this room was probably enough for growing potatoes, so he didn't expand the area to a larger area.

Cheng Qianhuai watched them waterproof the bottom layer, and the people who went out to look for soil for flower pots also hurried back with a lot of things in their hands.

After breaking open all the flower pots and pouring the soil into them, someone melted ice cubes beside the brazier and poured them with ice-melted water until they were half wet. It felt pretty good to the touch.

"The temperature in this room is really too low. We need a charcoal pot or something like that to keep us warm, and we also need special lights to fill in the light."

As soon as Cheng Qianhuai's words came out, everyone else was a little embarrassed. The charcoal basin was not even enough for people, so how could they be used to raise these young seedlings?

It's even more impossible to fill up the lights. Now that the water and electricity are out, even if there is a light, I'm afraid it won't light up now.

Xu Qingkang stretched out his hand tentatively: "I am a physics professor, if you can trust me and there are parts for me to use.

I should be able to make a power generation device, and it shouldn't be difficult to provide a lamp for heating and lighting. "

Naturally, Cheng Qianhuai would not refuse. After a moment of silence, he said, "I'll go up and ask Ah He. I have a scrapped generator there, as well as lamps and the like. I can take them down for you to use."