Doomsday pen fairy

Someone found Feng Zixuan, and suggested that a variety of potatoes and sweet potatoes should be the staple food, because there are so many greenhouses in the city now, there must be no shortage of vegetables, salt is in short supply now, but as soon as the snow melts and traffic resumes There will be no shortage.

Right now, it’s better to grow some staple food. When I plant the land next year, the most scarce food is before the harvest. At that time, the food grown in my own greenhouse must be valuable, and I can sell more houses with the government for a good price.

Of course Feng Zixuan thought about this, and immediately refuted this suggestion. The reason is very simple. How could the government not have thought of something that everyone in the village could have thought of?Now the government opens up food warehouses to ensure that all hungry people will not starve to death, but it can't afford such a huge consumption.The staple food that can be eaten now is a rare item, and the rest will not be considered until the staple food is free of worries.

So don’t look at so many plastic greenhouses and greenhouses in the city. Most of them are cold-resistant and high-yield things like potatoes and sweet potatoes. There are definitely very few vegetables, and some of them are used to supplement the nutrients needed by the human body, but absolutely not much.

That's why Feng Zixuan chooses vegetables. He can't receive the goods at any time and sell them at any time, so he pickles them and sells them when Lutong is done.

It can only be said that after following Yu He for a long time, the eyes can see the long-term.

When he was free, Feng Zixuan would accompany him to help pickle vegetables, but after working for two days, his hands and feet were not hands and feet, and as the master of the base, he was thrown away by the members.

Feng Zixuan had no choice but to go back to the mountain to be his ascetic monk. When he was free, he used the Internet to communicate with his parents, and made some decisions remotely.

When Feng Zixuan was in the National People's Congress, his parents gradually let Feng Zixuan decide for himself. In most cases, the two parents even listened to Feng Zixuan's arrangements, because there were basically no loopholes in Feng Zixuan's decisions. Even Yu He who was beside Feng Zixuan would speak up in time.

Feng Zixuan and Yu He, who became the backbone of the whole village, were lying on the bed shamelessly chatting, occasionally stealing a sweet, and no one could tell who was taking advantage of whom.

"How long do you think I can live?" Feng Zixuan asked casually.

But Yu He stopped his voice and didn't speak. It would be fine if he said something casually, but Feng Zixuan asked Feng Zixuan instead without answering.

Yu He shook his head: "I don't know either."

"Tsk, aren't you a god? Can't you figure it out by pinching your fingers?" Feng Zixuan might believe this sentence?

"Because you are special." Yu He stretched out his hand and pressed Feng Zixuan's chest, just simply pressing without any caress.

Feng Zixuan felt a little strange being pressed, and asked: "It's special there. Don't tell me that I am special because I am with you."

Yu He laughed: "There is a reason." He lowered his head and kissed her twice, and Yu He sighed contentedly, "This is so good."

With your lover in your arms, life is worry-free.You can't do whatever you want just yet, but it won't be long before you can.

"What about my parents? How's their life expectancy?"

"The end of life. I won't tell you this, so as to save you from being sad in advance when you know their death. Don't forget that they are all people who drink the water of Yaochi for a long time, and they will not live short-lived."

"Hearing what you said, I hope they die after me." Feng Zixuan half-jokingly said.

As soon as these words came out, Feng Zixuan was hit on the buttocks.Yu Hewen scolded angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."

Feng Zixuan was stunned, and instead of getting angry, he smiled: "Gods are also taboo to talk?"

Yu He finished the beating by himself, and began to feel distressed again. He stretched out his hand and rubbed the place where he passed it: "Anyone who cares will not dare to talk nonsense. What he said will not come true, but whoever thinks about it will feel better." .”

Caught off guard, Feng Zixuan's words caught Feng Zixuan, and Feng Zixuan had a bright smile on his face, and kissed the tip of Yu He's nose flatteringly: "I'm just joking, don't be angry."

Yu He directly caught Feng Zixuan's lips, asking for it repeatedly.

The clothes faded off gradually, the air became scorching hot, Feng Zixuan breathed heavily, let Yu He make trouble on him, squinted his eyes and only cared about enjoying himself.

"You don't dare to think about it, but have you ever thought about it, you are a god, I am a human being, you are immortal, but I will grow old and die one day. You love me so much now, but if I become a person in a few decades Bad old man, do you still like it?"

The sudden entry made Feng Zixuan lose control and make a sound, his body was not fully prepared for being invaded unexpectedly, and felt a little painful.

Yu He didn't answer, but repeatedly attacked Feng Zixuan with gnashing of teeth, which made him have no energy, let alone think about those messy things.

The next morning, Feng Zixuan can be imagined, there is not a single place in his body that is not sore.

Just one sentence last night was not in line with Ancestor Yu's wishes. This guy tormented him for most of the night, with strawberries piled up on his body, and his back is still numb.

This feeling doesn't have to be that much stronger the first night.

Feng Zixuan looked at the ceiling in a daze for a while, and finally made a conclusion: "The thief is so cool."

It turned out that Yu He was also so wild, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything with the lights off last night, otherwise he really wanted to see what Yu He's expression was last night.

Feng Zixuan stretched his waist to make himself more comfortable, and turned around to continue sleeping.

Yu He, who was beside him, watched the psychopath wake up in a daze, and continued to sleep without looking at him while he was lazy.

Yu He's first thought was: "Are you angry?" After 2 minutes, the second thought came to the surface: "Did he make you stupid?"

Yu He lifted the quilt and painted Feng Zixuan's body with something. They were all good things brought from the fairy world. They were absorbed into the skin when they touched the skin. The hickey marks on his body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. , and quietly sealed Zixuan's back, it was all swollen.

Yu He painted all the pictures, Feng Zixuan kept squinting his eyes, and when all the uncomfortable feelings in his body were gone, he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

It was already afternoon when I woke up again, Feng Zixuan yawned lazily, and asked Yu He sleepily: "Did the animals feed me?"

"Ah."

Feng Zixuan turned over and planned to sleep again, but was picked up by Yu He: "Okay, it's [-] today, go home for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Feng Zixuan was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was Chinese New Year, and he and Yu He went up the mountain to give the animals plenty of feed to keep them going for two or three days, so that Feng Zixuan could stay down the mountain for a few more days.

This time Feng Zixuan was in good spirits, sat up and asked Yu He to dress him, put on his shoes and go out to go home.

There is no reason why, going home is only a blink of an eye, Feng Zixuan is no stranger to watching the scenery change when he was standing on the mountain one second and standing outside the village the next second.

When they got home, the family had already started cooking New Year's Eve dinner. Feng Ziqi had been managing the people living there in Nine Layers of Wonderland before, and only came over to cook a New Year's Eve dinner together during the Chinese New Year.Xiao Shiyue can already leave, and is being played with by Feng Zihao.

Seeing that the two of them came back, I asked them why they came back. If it wasn't because Yu He was a god, he would have gone to the mountain now.

The reason is enough to make people blush, Feng Zixuan only said that last night Yu He took him out to play all night, he only slept in the morning so he just woke up now.

The family went into the kitchen and was busy processing all kinds of ingredients. The fish was frozen in advance. Because of the heavy snowstorm, the Dayao Pond on the mountain could not be visited at all, and the fish pond at the bottom of the mountain was washed away because of the flood, so There will be no fresh fish this winter.

"By the way, will all the fish in the Dayao Pond on our mountain freeze to death?"

"No." Feng Fu, who was picking vegetables, said, "Although it's cold, the fish pond can't be frozen. At most, it's lack of oxygen. But there are a lot of aquatic plants in it, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Only then did Feng Zixuan feel relieved: "In the coming year, we will sell fish well, at least it is meat. Now there are not many fish in fish ponds across the country."

Father Feng nodded: "It's no problem to enter for a year or two. There will be more fry in time, and it will not be rare at that time."

"That's right, as long as there are no other disasters in two years, other livestock will be able to breed. Even if our boss's surname is extinct, the country will definitely find surviving ones to breed."

Chickens, ducks, and geese are the easiest to reproduce, and the speed of reproduction is also the fastest. I believe that the supply will be restored in about a year, but the price at that time will be very expensive. After a few years, it will return to the past. The speed of pig reproduction is still low. Well, cattle and sheep are too slow, and it may not be easy to eat as much as before.

"You guys are enough." Feng's mother, who is the chef, waved the frying spoon, "Don't mess with me when it's Chinese New Year, and don't mess with me after finishing the dishes. Go back to the living room and watch TV."

Feng Zixuan and his son stuck out their tongues.

Little Luootou hugged Yu He's thigh and didn't let go, making faces for Feng Zixuan from time to time. Feng Zixuan would grab any snacks and stuff them into Little Luootou's mouth. The drum chewed hard, like a little hamster.

Feng Zixuan was very satisfied and gave himself a thumbs up, look at how good my future father is.

There is still a Spring Festival Gala this year, and they are all familiar people, but there are a lot of interviews aimed at inspiration. The interviews are all small people, urban residents, or villagers in the countryside.Everyone's face was filled with smiles, and they all praised the government.

The words that come out are so shocking and full of hope.

Now most of the TV stations are broadcasting the TV series of the previous two years, and the news reports are all inspirational and good things, giving people a healthy and uplifting environment.

At least for now, it seems that everything is fine in the country. Although the disaster swept through and took away the lives of more than half of the people in the country, the remaining people are still there, starting to build new residences and a new environment.It may take time to adapt, but the adaptation time will not be too long, because human beings have always been creatures with strong adaptability, so they can live in most corners of the earth.

The family had eaten dumplings, and it was almost zero o'clock, so they didn't watch the New Year together anymore, and went back to their own houses.There are no firecrackers, no red lanterns, and no words pasted upside down.

But everyone is content, at least alive.