Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

With Uncle Ma's repeated assurances, Yang Qingdai and Tang Danni finally let him go.

Su Mo called Zhang Guochang over to help them carry a bucket of hot water for Uncle Ma and Grandma Ma to wash up.

Yang Qingdai and Tang Danni also went back to their rooms.

As soon as she stepped into her bedroom, Yang Qingdai couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. It was almost the same as when she left, except that there were two new quilts on the kang.

There was a bucket of hot water with white smoke coming out of it in the house. I didn’t expect Su Heitan to be so thoughtful.

He locked the door, slipped into the space, and headed straight for the hot spring without saying a word.

There is nothing better than soaking in a hot spring on a cold winter day.

After a day and night of fear, I can finally sleep soundly tonight.

Yang Qingdai felt that ever since she came to Hong Kong, she seemed to be busy every day, and she didn't even know what she could get.

Thinking of this, I fell asleep in the hot spring without realizing it.

The light in the dream is blurry.

I dreamed that I went back to the time before the end of the world, working 996 in the office every day. In order to earn more commissions every month, I was as humble as a grandson in front of the client.

When I returned to the company, I met another group of colleagues who were engaged in verbal battles, just like those in palace fights or house fights.

In order to keep his meager basic salary, he had to bow and scrape before his boss and leaders. At one point he thought he could no longer stand up straight.

The scene changed, and he was in the end of the world again, with zombies running rampant on the streets. For convenience, he shaved his head, and the dagger in his hand was covered with black stains.

Again, he chopped off the head with the same clean and neat method as peeling fruit. His technique of extracting the crystal from the corpse should not be too sophisticated.

The scene changed again, and this time it was himself tied to the test bench, and Li Qinghong was laughing with a smug look on his face.

"So what if they have storage space and can fight?" Li Qinghong grinned, "They are still being captured as test subjects.

I told you long ago that in this world of cannibalism, those who fight alone won’t survive long.”

Afterwards, Yang Qingdai saw from a God's perspective that Li Qinghong was pushed out of the laboratory by a group of people wearing protective clothing.

She was lying on the experimental bed, with various instruments, data and catheters plugged into her. She was also given an ability inhibitor and anesthetics, so she couldn't move.

All I can do is watch myself being slaughtered like a laboratory rat.

Yang Qingdai even felt that the scene was very familiar, as if it was the same thing she had experienced before she was sent here.

However, she was sure that she and Li Qinghong died together shortly after being caught.

Yang Qingdai woke up suddenly and lay beside the hot spring pool, gasping for breath. She felt like she was experiencing the end of the world again.

My heart was pounding violently.

He dried his body and blew his hair dry. This time he didn’t worry about whether Xiaodao had come back or not. He just slipped out of the space and lay down on the kang.

Yang Qingdai, who thought she would suffer from insomnia after having such a dream, slept till dawn.

It was not until Su Mo came and knocked on the door that she slowly woke up.

With a messy head of hair, he lay in bed for a long time before waking up, secretly complaining to himself that he was so careless that he could sleep so soundly after such a nightmare.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Su Mo's dark face that showed his extreme disgust towards her: "You can sleep a little deeper, so that if someone moves away in the middle of the night, the thief will feel more at ease."

"Pah, can't you say something more auspicious so early in the morning?"

Yang Qingdai raised her foot and kicked, but he dodged it easily.

Su Mo waved his hand in disdain, "Go wash up quickly, we are the only ones who don't mind your slovenliness."

Yang Qingdai was just washing up with hot water.

Xie Qiyun rode his bicycle to bring them steamed buns and steamed bread.

Seeing the fire burning in the kitchen stove and the porridge simmering on the small stove, he said with a smile: "I was worried that you would have to eat it with boiled water since I only brought steamed buns and steamed buns."

"Mmm, good morning~" He lowered his head and continued brushing his teeth.

"Aunt, you want them to compromise on food. That's impossible."

Su Mo held a bled pheasant in his hand and was ready to pluck its feathers.

Yang Qingdai was shocked: "Su Heitan, how early did you go out to the mountain?"

Even the chicken was killed.

Did I really sleep so soundly?

He turned around and looked around, "Where are Zhang Guochang and Sister Danni?"

"What? You suddenly remembered that there are two people missing?"

Su Mo's hands did not slow down, "I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things early in the morning. Otherwise, you will have to eat the northwest wind and snow today."

Yang Qingdai: ...

Is it necessary to say it so miserably?

At least she could still have a hot meal at Secretary Yang's house.

Xie Qiyun watched them playfully with a smile, "I'll heat up the food on the stove, you guys can eat it later. I'll go see Uncle Ma first."

Yang Qingdai quickly washed up and served a bowl of porridge. "Have you eaten?"

"I've already eaten it, and you're the only one left."

Su Mo washed and cut the pheasant into pieces, put it in the pot and cooked it. He said, "Would you like to go up the mountain with me after we finish eating?"

Tang Danni checked on Uncle Ma and said that he was recovering well, so she followed Zhang Guochang out.

"go!"

I haven’t been to Qingshan for a long time. I finally came back and I had to go for a walk no matter how hard I tried.

After saying hello to Uncle Ma and Granny Ma, the two of them walked up the green hill, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs.

The habits I developed in Qingshan Brigade have not changed at all. I will pick any herbs or wild fruits I see on the roadside and throw them into the bamboo basket.

Seeing Su Mo had a toothache, he said, "Crazy girl, can't you be kind enough to leave these wild fruits for the kids in the team to enjoy as a snack?"

You are such a rich person, why are you still so stingy?

Yang Qingdai: ...

Rubbing his nose awkwardly, "Well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. When I saw these small wild fruits, I couldn't control my hands for a moment, hehe~"

Su Mo was speechless. How could one have such a habit?

The two men came to Uncle Ma's house, cleared the snow inside and outside, and washed the blood stains on the threshold.

Before they left, Uncle Ma told them to bring over all the food that did not last long, as there were also new pickled cabbage and beans in the cellar.

When Yang Qingdai heard these two things, her saliva started to flow wildly.

She was looking forward to Zhang Guochang and Tang Danni buying her some pork ribs, which would be perfect for stewing with sauerkraut and pork ribs.

Su Mo couldn't help laughing at the cowardly way she was taking out the pickled vegetables.

It was a rare opportunity to see her show the expression of a child. Su Mo didn't know whether he felt sad or heartbroken.

Thinking back to when they first met, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was able to support herself and Yang Ziling's family.

Relying on her stubborn character and the knowledge she had "back then", she actually managed to carve out a world of their own.

While Su Mo was still immersed in memories of the past, Yang Qingdai had already grunted and moved a large jar of sauerkraut out of the cellar.

"Su Heitan, come and carry it home."

Looking at the jar of pickled cabbage that Yang Qingdai was pointing at, Su Mo fell into deep thought...