The counterattack of the scheming beauty of the apocalypse

The man is strong, and last time Wen Fangfang pried the lock that Wen Fangfang hadn't pried open for more than half an hour, and Cao Yu solved it in a few clicks.

The two flashed into the orchard.

Bright red apples sway on the branches.

Wen Fangfang swallowed her saliva looking at the tree full of red fruits.

Cao Yu hesitated a little. In the same village, people who have no grievances or enmity always feel bad about doing this kind of thing.

Wen Fangfang tugged at his sleeve: "Hurry up, you go up the tree to pick it, and I'll pick it up below."

"Fangfang, why don't you forget it, after all, it's your brother..."

"He's not my brother. He doesn't even want to give me a piece of fruit. If you want to go, just go. I'll go up the tree and pick it myself."

How can I do that, what if I fall down?

Wen Fangfang said that she was about to climb up, but Cao Yu hurriedly pulled her down: "Little ancestor, come down, I'll go, I'll go."

"Climb higher and strip them all for me."

"There are so many, I can't finish eating them all."

"If you can't finish eating, throw it on the ground. Anyway, don't keep it for him."

after an hour.

The two left with a large basket of fruit on their backs.

The orchard was in a mess, with trampled and smashed fruits all over the ground.

Wen Fangfang returned home, proudly put the basket in front of Wen Dashan: "Dad, eat some fruit."

"Where did it come from, in your brother's garden?"

"Yes."

"Why did he give you so much fruit?" Wen Dashan still knew a little about his cheap nephew.

"I stole it, so forget it if you don't eat it." Wen Fangfang grabbed an apple and wiped it on her sleeve. She was about to eat it, but she was afraid of the cold. After hesitating for a moment, she took two apples into the kitchen and steamed them before eating.

Stealing is all about stealing, and people are offended. If you don't eat for free, you won't eat. Wen Dashan is not as particular as she is, so he just eats.

The cold apples refreshed him.

So sweet and juicy.

The imported fruits bought in supermarkets in the past did not have such a good taste.

However, I feel a bit bitter after eating too much, and I seem to feel a little dizzy.

Wen Fangfang just took two bites of the hot apple when she heard a loud bang in the living room. She walked over and saw her father was foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Dashan pointed at a few apple cores thrown on the ground with trembling fingers: "Poisonous...poisonous..."

Wen Fangfang froze, and she ate too.

Su Ping, who went to pick vegetables in the field, just came back. As soon as she entered the door, she saw her husband lying on the ground. The daughter seemed to be stupid, and immediately became anxious: "What's going on?"

Only then did Wen Fangfang find the backbone, and quickly hugged her mother's calf: "Mom, dad was poisoned, and it's all because of the bastard named Wen. He put poison on the apples, woo... woo... I ate it too, what should I do? Are you going to die?"

"What the hell, shut your throat and induce vomiting."

"oh oh".

Wen Fangfang followed suit, but the more anxious she became, the more she couldn't vomit.

As for Wen Dashan who was still twitching on the ground, Su Ping wanted to pick his throat to induce vomiting, but his masseter muscle spasmed, his teeth were clenched, and his fingers couldn't get in at all.

In the past, soapy water could be filled, but now there is no such thing.

Su Ping was so anxious that she slapped her head, thinking of something, went back to the room and brought the chamber pot, opened the lid, opened Wen Dashan's lips and poured it into it.

The chamber pot has not been poured for three days.

The smell of fermented excrement and urine is unbelievable.

Wen Dashan spit it out immediately.

The smell of vomit and excrement was even more smoky.

Seeing that her daughter hadn't vomited yet, Su Ping walked over with the chamber pot in her hand: "Hey, Fangfang, take a sip."

Wen Fangfang: "..."

Wen Rujue was already on his way back.

The weather was weird recently, and I didn't know when it would start snowing again, so I told Liu Kaide that they would not give away oranges and they returned.

Wei Yan was so excited that he was addicted to sitting on the 'ski tub'.

Although it 'rolls over' from time to time, it doesn't hurt to wear it thickly.

And he found that he was not afraid of the cold now, and he couldn't say he was not afraid of the cold. He still shivered when the wind blew, but he didn't have the feeling that his ears, nose and toes were about to freeze off like before.

Is it because the food is good?

Or is it because of the thick clothes?

Don't worry, it's a good thing anyway.

Running all the way to the entrance of the village, Wen Rujuan slowed down, and the children in the village also moved basins to play skiing. '

But they were playing on a frozen stream.

With sharp eyes, Wei Yan spotted two small fishes frozen in the stream, and quickly called the dog man in a low voice: "Brother Zhe, Brother Zhe, look."

Wen Ruzhuan looked along his wife's fingertips, and also found the two palm-sized fishes, silently went to the side to break off a branch.

I tried my best to thrust into the ice, but the ice was not broken, and the branch broke: "Yanyan, you wait here, I'll go back and get the hatchet."

"it is good."

Afraid of being discovered by others, Wei Yan moved the basin to the ice, covered the two small fish, and sat on it pretending to be nonchalant.

A curious child came over to take a look, but found nothing, and continued to chase and fight with his companions.

Noisy and noisy, there are children crying.

Wei Yan didn't intend to take care of it, it's common for children to cry.

"Dead people, oh...there are dead people"

"Wow... wow... help."

"Mom...I want mother..."

Why are you all crying?

What is not dead?

Wei Yan hurried over, and the little donkey was sitting on the ground, his face was flushed from crying, as soon as he saw him coming, it was like seeing a savior.

The other children immediately hid behind him and crowded into a long line, just like a mother hen leading her chicks.

"what happened?"

The little donkey sniffed, pointed to his feet, and a black-gloved hand grabbed his ankle: "Dead...dead man..."

"If you can pull you, you are still alive." Wei Yan guessed that this was a refugee who came from the next town. He was unlucky and fainted from the cold: "Everyone, turn him over."

A layer of snow had already fallen on this buddy, and he didn't know how long he had been lying down.

Hearing that it was not a dead person, the little boys were no longer afraid. Those who pushed their feet pushed their feet, and those who pushed their hands pushed their hands, shouting one, two, one, and working together to push the person around half a circle.

After turning over and revealing his face, Wei Yan realized that this man was quite handsome, with a straight nose and thin lips, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he belonged to the type who could rely on his face for a living.

He patted the man's face hard: "Brother, wake up."

The man was motionless.

With his finger under his nose, he was still alive, as long as he was alive, Wei Yan didn't have the slightest idea of ​​bringing the stranger home: "Little donkey, go and call the patrol team over."

"Oh."

The little donkey hurried away.

Seeing that he was a handsome guy, the other children were very interested. Children also have aesthetics. They poked around and poked around, forcing people to open their eyes.

Wei Yan was taken aback, the man's eyes were too cruel.

The cubs were also frightened, and swarmed to hide behind the tree.

Wei Yan couldn't run in time, and was pulled by his ankle: "You...what are you doing, my husband will be here soon."

Shen Yichun's head hurt from the noise: "Shut up."

Wei Yan: "..." What to do, what to do, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't mind my own business.

From a distance away, Wen Ruzhu saw his wife was about to cry from fright, and said violently, "Let go."

Shen Yichun tilted his head, was stunned, and really let go.

Wei Yan hurriedly hid behind the man: "Brother Zhe."

Wen Ruzhang protected his wife: "Good boy, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Wen Ruzhu?" Shen Yichun called out tentatively.

"How do you know my name?"

"I, Shen Yichun, your junior high school study committee member, remember?"

How could he not remember, Wen Ruzhuo can be said to have a deep memory, it was this person who made him realize that he liked men.

Looking at it now, he is tall and dark-skinned, his hair is so greasy that it is in strands, and he looks like a scorpion. How can he compare with a finger of his wife? His original aesthetics were really not good.

"Remember, why are you here?"

"I originally wanted to go to Lixiao, but it was too cold, and I accidentally fainted from the cold."

"Oh", Wen Rujuan didn't have the idea of ​​inquiring about the cause and effect, what he was hesitating now was whether to take him home for a night.

Seeing that the sky is cloudy again, and it is estimated that it will snow again later, people will freeze to death if they are left in the wild.

I was struggling, and the patrol finally came.

The patrol team has no place to release people. When they encounter refugees, they just drive them away. After discussing for a while, they should take them home and stay for one night. There shouldn't be any problems.

Wei Yan was not at ease, he could be sure that this person is definitely not a purely good person based on the look in his eyes just now: "Brother Zhe."

"Yanyan, good boy, just stay for one day." He actually didn't want to bring someone back to disturb the world of the two of them, but he couldn't bear to watch others freeze to death.

The two of them helped Shen Yichun go back, of course, they didn't forget to dig out the two small fish in the ice and take them away.

At three o'clock, heavy snow fell.

The three gathered together to drink fish soup and eat roasted sweet potatoes.

Shen Yichun didn't talk much, and took the initiative to wash the dishes after eating.

Wen Rujue pulled out the quilt and wooden bed and put them in front of the kitchen stove: "You sleep here tonight."

"Okay", Shen Yichun shook the water off his hands and came over to make the bed: "Thanks."

"What's there to thank?" Wen Ruzhe touched his head, feeling a little uncomfortable: "There are sweet potatoes at the foot of the wall, if you're hungry, throw a few into the stove to roast and eat, use as much firewood as you like, keep the fire high so you don't catch cold. "

Furious, Wei Yan turned and went back to the bedroom, and Wen Ruzhe followed him in. Just about to do something, he remembered that there was someone else in the house, so he turned back and locked the door.

The curtains are drawn.

Only the faint light from the charcoal basin remained in the room.

Wen Ruzhu hugged him into his arms, and rubbed his wife's tender face with his bearded chin: "Yanyan, show me the little skirt."

Wei Yan snorted coldly: "Be honest."

Wen Ruzhe was at a loss: "What are you going to tell me?"

"How dare you pretend to be stupid, what is your relationship with that outsider?"

Wen Ruzhuo stammered: "It's okay...it's okay", why did my wife see it?

"It's really related, don't tell me, I'll ask him."

"Don't, don't go." Wen Rujue hurriedly hugged him tightly: "It's really okay, it's just..."

"What is it?"

"I was not very sensible in junior high school, I was immature in aesthetics, and I had a vague liking, only a little bit, and now it's gone..."

"First love", Wei Yan died of acid.

"No," Wen Rujuan quickly denied, "I didn't chase him."

"First secret love", Wei Yan became even more sour, he said why the dog man was so awkward just now: "You have good eyesight, that buddy is handsome with wide shoulders and narrow waist."

Wen Ruxuan felt something was wrong, why did his wife praise others in front of him?

Wei Yan continued: "I think his nose bridge is high, so it must be big. If you are with him, who will be up and who will be down?"

Wen Ruxuan didn't want to hear these words, so he directly blocked his wife's chattering little mouth with his mouth.

Wei Yanfa bit back hard, and dared to take his old lover home, let you see how good I am today.

The author has something to say: Is the dog author late today?

late.

Do you dare tomorrow?

dare not.

Lie flat and get beaten orz~