The counterattack of the scheming beauty of the apocalypse

Wei Yan has never met such a child. Most of the children in the last days are silent and well-behaved.

Children without parents have to worry about their own rations, and those with parents, their parents are too busy to care about them.

Today, this child is definitely one of the lucky ones in a million. His mother loves him, and his father is probably very capable, otherwise he won't be the same as before the end of the world.

Probably because they all went to work, the traffic on the street became thinner, and no one came to ask the price for a long time.

Wen Ruxuan took his wife into his arms, and played with his slender fingers for a while. It was really aggrieved to wash his clothes and cook with such tender hands: "Yanyan, are you hungry?" His wife ate a meal at noon A little bit, popcorn doesn't fill your stomach.

Wei Yan was a little hungry, but there were still fruits on the stand, obviously he couldn't go home now: "Not hungry."

Wen Ruxuan touched it and found that his stomach was deflated. It's no wonder he wasn't hungry: "Take this rice with you and go shopping on the street to see if there is anything to eat. Buy some."

"Don't go, it's too hot."

Wen Rujue took off his coat and put it on his wife's head: "Put it on."

Wei Yan: "Uncle Wen, you live a long life this year, have you passed menopause, why are you so long-winded?"

"Little friend, do you want to be spanked if you are disobedient?"

Wei Yan: "..."

The dog man has changed, really changed, how could such a thing be said before.

"Anyway, I'm not going," Wei Yan couldn't help but began to play tricks, moved to the side, leaned against the wall, and covered his face with his clothes: "I'm going to take a nap, I'm sleepy."

There is no cure for his wife cheating on him. Go to sleep, go to sleep, and you won't be hungry when you sleep.

Wei Yan originally pretended to be asleep, but he really fell asleep after leaning against the wall for a while.

Wen Ruxuan was also a little sleepy, so he should have brought a few comic books to pass the time.

Waiting to be bored, he gently moved his wife to his lap, untied the original braids, and started braiding.

So when Wei Yan woke up, his head was full of thin braids, which were tied behind his head with a rubber band, so damp.

He looked at the man quietly: "You tied it, you have to be responsible for untying it for me."

"Go back to solve it at night", Wen Ruzhuan blushed a little for some reason.

Pulling my wife's hair from behind or something, I can't think about it.

As the sun slanted to the west, there were finally more people on the street.

A few more people came over to ask the price one after another, even though they were talking about it, Wen Ruxuan still insisted on killing the original price.

Those who have children at home grit their teeth and buy it. Children must supplement vitamins.

It’s fine if you don’t have children at home. It’s a pain to eat such an expensive fruit.

Next to them was a stall selling dried sweet potatoes.

The stall owner was a gray-haired man who probably came here after work.

Wei Yan picked up two oranges from his stall and asked him to exchange them for a bag of dried sweet potatoes, and the stall owner started talking: "This orange is really big, it looks sweet."

"Your dried sweet potatoes are also quite sweet," Wei Yan replied.

"That's right, I dried it with sweet potatoes. By the way, why don't you sell the fruit outside the laboratory? The people over there are rich."

"Where is the laboratory?"

"Here, go east, go straight, and you will arrive when you see the only small building on the third floor." The stall owner pointed and asked, "First time here today?"

"Yes."

"From the nearby village?"

"Ah."

"Then don't set up a stall, pack up and go back quickly, when it gets dark," the stall owner lowered his voice: "Recently, there are a lot of refugees coming from the base next door, so it's not safe."

Being reminded again, the two of them remembered that Yan Qingyang had also said this, and immediately packed up the oranges and prepared to go home.

The stall owner hurriedly grabbed the basket: "Brother, brother, can you give me the orange?"

After finishing speaking, he found that this sentence was ambiguous, and the stall owner immediately added: "I mean, I will sell it for you."

"How do you calculate the price?" Wen Ruzhuan asked. It is indeed better to have someone sell it on behalf of you than to go to the base and guard the booth yourself.

"It's still your original price, two oranges and one catty of rice, but you can only supply it to me. It's up to me what price I sell."

"Okay", such a good thing, a fool would not agree: "What if you can't sell it?"

"Don't worry," the stall owner said firmly: "I have a relationship, but you have to make sure that the oranges in the future will be the same as today."

"Of course it grows in the same field," Wei Yan answered.

"That's not necessarily true. The dolls crawling out of a mother's womb all look different." The stall owner smiled: "I didn't bring rice today, so use dried sweet potatoes to pay for it. You have five more here, and I'll give you three." How about a catty of dried sweet potatoes?"

"Yes", the dried sweet potatoes are very fragrant, it's better to change some more and keep it at home.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, bring me another thirty oranges. Deliver them to the gate, no need to come in, so you don't have to pay the fee. My son is guarding the gate. If you say you are looking for Liu Kaide, give it to him..."

"Okay, let's go, goodbye." It was getting late, and Wen Ruzhe didn't want to talk to the stall owner any more, so he pulled his wife onto the bicycle, kicked off, and drove out like the wind.

The stall owner looked at the backs of the two of them. He hadn't finished talking yet. Young people nowadays are impatient.

After leaving the base, there was no one to be seen on the road.

Evening breeze.

Hongxia connects the sky and the earth.

Tomorrow will be another sunny day.

Wei Yan hugged the man's waist with both hands, and pressed his face against the man's back.

Wen Ruzhen pedaled hard: "Is it heavy, can you bear it?"

Three catties of dried sweet potatoes, and I asked if I could bear it, who did I look down on: "It's not heavy, I can bear it."

"If you can't bear it, just say it."

Wei Yan snorted softly, he's not that useless.

The two of them were lucky, and went back to the village without any accidents. Wen Rujue unloaded his wife to the door of the house first, and then went to Yan's house to return the stool.

Wei Yan was so hungry that he ate dried sweet potatoes while washing rice for cooking.

The red clouds in the sky faded.

Dusk fell over the mountains.

The villagers shouted loudly for their children to go home for dinner.

Wen Ruzhuan returned the stool and came back, fetched water to wash his hands, and went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Wei Yan fried an eggplant with minced meat, and added a plate of fried vegetables with shiitake mushrooms.

The shiitake mushrooms are a bit stale, but the vegetables are freshly picked.

Add watercress to the minced meat eggplant, and cut a few pickled peppers, which is perfect for serving with rice.

A sweet potato was cut into the porridge, which tasted slightly sweet.

Wen Ruzhu consciously scooped all the sweet potatoes into his own bowl. His wife had a weird taste. She liked sweet potato porridge, but she didn't like the sweet potatoes in the porridge. Occasionally, she enjoyed roasting two sweet potatoes.

Stir-fried pork with green peppers likes to eat green peppers, but not dry fried green peppers.

I like tomatoes mixed with sugar, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes only eat eggs and not tomatoes.

It's hard to get by.

Wei Yan didn't see that the dog man was complaining about him in his heart, and took a sip of the porridge happily, feeling like he was alive.

Perhaps it was because of a bad mouth at noon. After dinner, both of them felt that something was missing. They looked left and right, and finally set their eyes on the bananas in the living room.

Make fried bananas for a late night snack, you should still have bread crumbs in the pantry.

There are no eggs at home, but there are duck eggs.

Light a candle, and Wen Rujue goes to light the fire.

Wei Yan peeled and cut the banana into sections.

Take out another duck egg and break it into a bowl, add two drops of white vinegar and stir it up.

Turn the breadcrumbs out and pour them into a plate.

Coat the sliced ​​bananas with egg wash and bread crumbs, and put them into the pan when the oil is [-]% hot.

Fry until golden and remove.

In the distance, the little donkey who was drinking wild vegetables shrugged his nose: "Mom, I seem to smell fried bananas."

The donkey mother picked up a chopsticks of green vegetables for her son: "It's a dream, no one eats fried bananas at this time."

"Really, you smell it, it's sweet and fragrant."

"I didn't smell it."

"Mom, smell it carefully."

The little donkey began to miss going to school. Going to school is to do homework, but there are pocket money to buy snacks. There are many snack stalls at the entrance of the school. There are spiked potatoes, fried bananas, fried chicken tenders, milk tea, and spicy sticks... …

It's good to read.

Wei Yan didn't expect that a plate of fried bananas would arouse the little donkey's desire to learn.

After carrying the plate to the yard, the two of them slumped on the rocking chairs and rested.

Mosquitoes have disappeared in late autumn.

Unlike summer, when legs and feet are exposed, you have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes.

Wen Ruxuan began to dig up old accounts: "Yanyan, you call me uncle today, do you dislike me for being old?"

Wei Yan was stunned by the question: "No", just barking for fun, the dog man was not angry before.

"I think you think I'm old," Wen Ruzhuo pretended to be angry.

Wei Yan had an ominous premonition: "Brother Ji, what do you think this is for?"

"I said it during the day, children who are not good will be spanked."

Wei Yan: "..."

It was completely dark.

The candles in the house were also extinguished.

There were sobs in the bedroom.

That night Wen Rujuan knelt on the washboard again.

Wei Yan fell asleep on the bed like a little turtle.

The man was so strong that he was swollen.

When Wen Ruzhe came back from delivering the oranges, he found that his wife hadn't woken up yet. Because of crying too much, the tip of her nose was red and her eyelids were still a little swollen. She was really a pitiful little girl.

He watched quietly for a while, then put on his apron and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

I have to get something good to supplement my wife.

So Wei Yancun's eight eggs that were going to be soaked in salted duck eggs were seeded.

Wen Rujue made a big pot of steamed dumplings with leeks and duck eggs.

The eggs and leeks are well placed, and the dumpling skins are so thin and transparent.

Dip in balsamic vinegar and chili sauce, it is a fragrance.

"Yanyan, wake up."

Wei Yan was pushed, opened his eyes, saw that it was a dog man, and threw a pillow over him.

Wen Ruxuan was speechless, still angry: "Hey, don't be angry, get up and eat dumplings."

When Wei Yan heard the dumplings, he immediately became energetic. The so-called dumplings are not delicious, so he didn't want to stop eating because of anger, so he stretched out his hand.

Wen Ruyi took advantage of the situation to pick up the person, and touched her hands cheaply. The pain caused Wei Yan to gasp: "You are so annoying."

"Yes, yes, I'm annoyed", he said so, but still didn't take his hand away.

Wei Yan once again felt that the dog man was thick-skinned, snorted a few times, and bit him.

Wen Ruxuan was already used to being bitten, with that little strength, at most a red mark could be bitten, and it disappeared in a long time, but he had to cooperate with ouching.

Only then did Wei Yan calm down, and ate the dumplings happily.

The dumpling skin is thin and the stuffing is big, and it is steamed, which is more chewy than boiled.

The leeks are tender and raw, and the duck eggs are delicious.

"How many eggs did you put in?"

Wen Ruxuan took a bite of a dumpling, eating without looking up: "Eight."

Wei Yan: "...Didn't I say that I would save salted duck eggs?"

Wen Ruzhu: "..."

"Go kneel on the washboard."