At the end of the card drawing, not only vegetable seeds, but also Gu Yao got two portions of one square meter of nutrient soil.

Coming out of the small room, Liu Qing had already begun to prepare today's dinner with several other women.

Meng Meng is learning from Uncle Ying, how to lay water pipes to make the water pressure sufficient, so that everyone can use tap water for washing, and strive not to have to go to the well every day to fetch water.

"Do you know how to farm?"

Gu Yao took the seed and asked Meng Meng.

The little girl looked confused and replied very sincerely: "No, no. ”

Since they were born, farming has only been in the base laboratory.

As far as the eye can see, it's all scorched earth.

These skills have long been forgotten by people over time.

But among the survivors, Uncle Ying and another white-haired old man were a little excited and asked for help.

"Let's try ....."

Jian Zi consciously carried a few shovels on his back and followed to lay his hands.

As soon as Yan Chu heard that it was a vegetable, he hid his surprise in his heart and looked at it with him.

Vegetables are such things, in the last life, in the Heguang base, let someone grow it in a laboratory petri dish.

But vegetables are too precious and are only used for research.

There is not so much of it, so it is planted for people to eat as a daily dish.

After three or four people were studying, they buried the seeds in the nutrient soil, cut some lotus branches, and planted them on all sides of the soil.

It not only blocks light, but also protects against insects.

When I got it back, dinner was ready.

"Wash your hands and eat dinner!"

In the factory, the aroma of rice lingers, and the spicy smell of Lao Gan Ma stimulates people to secrete saliva.

More than a dozen people gathered around a large, long, homemade wooden table, eating, chatting.

The children cracked their toothless mouths, and their laughter was crisp and cheerful.

In the vicissitudes of life in the eyes of the old people, it seems that there is light again.

The sallow faces of the women also turned bloody, and their eyes were no longer panicked, but they ignited hope for a new life, and seemed to have truly come to life.

This kind of stability, in the last days, is like a peach blossom source in troubled times.

"Gu Yao ......"

Tang Shisan, who was leaning against the door frame, read the name lightly, and the anger in his eyes was a little restrained.

In the remote star base, it was even more peaceful than he thought.

That little girl, like Gu Yao, the hidden NPC of "Remote Star", is indeed a special and unique existence.

Compassion and salvation for the world are in the smallest details, not in the heroism of individuals.

It's just that in a base, 'Gu Yao' and 'Yan Chu' appeared at the same time.

Will the future be the same as in the game, or will there be new changes?

Tang 13 was holding Tang Dao, his expression unpredictable.

Should he be a passerby, or should he go to battle as he once did in the game......

"The vegetables are all planted, wait for the evening to cool down, and then water a little."

"It's finally time to eat......"

Yan Chu hurriedly rushed into the factory, and when he passed by Tang Shisan, he subconsciously pressed the bag on his waist, and then went to wash his hands without squinting.

Seeing that Gu Yao was already sitting at the table, he immediately stepped forward.

Before he could sit down, Tang Shisan's long legs had already stepped past him neatly.

He sat neatly at the empty seat beside the little girl, and no one was allowed to cross it.

Yan Chu wanted to go around and sit on the other side of Gu Yao.

The handle of the Tang knife was pressed against his stomach, vaguely threatening.

"What do you mean?"

Yan Chu frowned.

Tang Shisan didn't reply to him, but his eyes fell on his bag.

Although he didn't say a word, Yan Chu understood that there was a sentence written in those narrow and slightly picky eyes: stay away from her.

“......”

Yan Chu pressed the roast duck in his arms, but there was no squeak.

He really didn't hide any lethal weapons this time..... Could it be that roast duck can choke people to death?

Unwilling to clash head-on, Yan Chu knew each other very well, sat next to Tang Shisan, and began to quickly pull the rice in the bowl.

Although the old godmother is not meat, she really eats.

At the age when he was reborn, it was the time to grow his body, and he was still a little unsatisfied after eating a bowl of rice.

Touching the roast duck in the bag, just thinking about it makes my saliva go down.

Even if he had the soul of an adult, he couldn't resist it.