The woman first looked at He Jun, who was sitting motionless on the ground, and then at her man, and said, "The baby has been crying, maybe he is hungry." ”

"I see." The man smiled and nodded, "Coming soon!" ”

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to He Jun: "I'll go make some milk powder for the child." He was unremarkable on the surface, but his heart sank suddenly.

My wife doesn't have much milk, and after drinking this can of milk powder, what should I give my children to eat in the future?

He Jun watched the man skillfully dig a few spoonfuls of milk powder and knock it into the bottle, pour water and shake it to test the temperature, and finally sent it to the bedroom as if nothing happened, and suddenly there were bursts of warmth and envy in his heart.

Thinking of his parents who were far away from home, his eyes were sour, and he almost burst into tears.

The man brought the bottle into the bedroom, and the baby's crying immediately stopped.

The man kissed the child's little face, exited the bedroom and closed the door, the expression on his face suddenly turned cloudy.

"What's wrong?" He Jun asked curiously.

The man sat down opposite He Jun again, looked up at the ceiling and said: "There is not much milk powder, there is a lot of food at home, but there is no water, no electricity and no gas, and the things that can be burned are only a few packs of activated charcoal left over from the decoration, and half a box of machine-made charcoal left over from last year's barbecue, how will you live in the future!" ”

He Jun was silent for a while, and looked out the window again: "There are woods outside, let's burn firewood." ”

The man's eyes widened in astonishment, and he was speechless.

Modern people who are spoiled by modern material life, all of them are hand-incapable action cripples, it's no problem to light a gas stove, how many can you use firewood to make a fire?

What's more, lighters, igniters and other things are all modern products, and sooner or later they will run out one day.

Thinking of this, He Jun suddenly felt that the future was bleak, and he wished that he would die now.

But thinking about it, he really didn't have the courage to commit suicide, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Sometimes, it's actually harder to live than to die...... Dude, I suggest you find a way to find a fire box to get a fire axe, maybe in the future, you will have to rely on this axe to chop wood for self-defense......"

"I will!" The man replied solemnly, and immediately began to ponder which floor had a fire box.

He Jun stood up with his hands on his knees, let out a long breath and said, "I should go too, can you give me something?" ”

"What do you want?" The man quickly stood up, full of defense.

Although he wanted to send He Jun away quickly, he didn't dare to show it too obviously, for fear of angering He Jun, the plague god.

He Jun smiled slightly and didn't answer, strode into the kitchen, took down the vinegar bottle on the windowsill, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was actually a bottle of thirty degrees of vinegar essence, and couldn't help but look back at the man: "Thirty degrees?" So exaggerated? ”

The man said with a little embarrassment: "My daughter-in-law especially likes to eat sour when she is pregnant, and the rest at that time is a pity to throw away, and it has been left until now." ”

"Cheap me!" He Jun smiled happily, "Is there a plastic bag?" Balloons will do the same. ”

"Yes, yes!" The man's heart was snickering, and he hurriedly took out a few unused polyethylene food bags and handed them over, "What is this for?" ”

He Jun took the food bag, put several food bags together, and asked while pouring vinegar essence into it, "Is there any chili noodles?" ”

"Is it okay to shredded pepper?" The man took out a small bag of shredded chili peppers from the cupboard.

"Is this chili pepper spicy?" He Jun asked cautiously.

"General." The man said.

"Forget it." He Jun saw the mustard oil and green mustard sauce in the cabinet, and grabbed it in his hand in surprise, "This is good!" ”

The man was stunned for a moment and asked curiously, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What else can you do?" He Jun smiled sinisterly, "Add food to the dinosaurs!" ”

He mixed the mustard oil and mustard paste into the vinegar essence in the bag, and carefully tied the mouth of the bag to make sure that there was no leakage, and then he took it in his hand and shook the mixture in the bag vigorously.

The man finally didn't get home stupid, and after suddenly realizing it, he stretched out his thumb: "High, really high!" ”

"What about you and I being a Japanese devil?" He Jun finished the work in hand with tears and laughter.

In the end, most of the bottles of vinegar essence only made four packets of fist-sized mixed seasonings, and He Jun took one in one hand: "I'll take two for self-defense, these two are for you, remember to bring them when you go out." ”

The man looked at He Jun and then looked at the two packets of mixed seasonings, and the entanglement of his mood was raised, and his mind turned around, and finally he held back a thank you.

"Thank you, it's not you, I've become dinosaur dung." He Jun carried the handle of the plastic bag on the spice bag, walked to the security door in a few steps, and stuck it on the cat's eye to look out.

Outside, the Southern Cross was gone, and the door to the stairwell looked like it had been struck by a car, and only half of it hung half-dead on the door frame.

The man also leaned over and looked: "Ran away?" ”

"Maybe." He Jun said, "I'll go out in a while, and you close the door immediately." ”

He estimated that if he didn't say it, men would do the same, rather than so, it was better to squeak, that is, to give the man a reassurance, and he could make his heart feel a little more comfortable for a while.

"Good!" The man replied dryly, with little impatience in his tone.

He Jun calmed down, carried the two mixed seasonings with his left hand, picked up a glass on the coffee table with his right hand, and nodded at the man.

The man nodded as if he were an underground party joint, and gently twisted the door lock, pushing the security door open a gap.

A foul smell rushed into the man's nostrils, so much so that he almost didn't fall: "I'll go, what does this smell like?" "Socks that haven't been washed in 10 years and toilets that haven't been washed in 10 years are just this kind of strength.

He Jun was also not spared,

He held his breath and threw the glass out the door through the crack in the door, shattering it with a thud.

As soon as the man wanted to speak, He Jun raised his fingers and made a silent gesture, poked his head into the crack in the door, closed his eyes and listened.

It is said that when a person loses his vision, his other senses become more acute.

The man looked at He Jun nervously, but before He Jun had the intention of leaving, there was a rush and heavy footsteps in the corridor.

He Jun closed the security door, leaned into the cat's eye, and looked out motionlessly.

About ten seconds later, the stairwell suddenly went dark, and then, a small, hateful-looking head poked out of the stairwell.

He Jun's eyebrows jumped violently, and he was afraid for a while.

Fortunately, I just kept an extra eye, and if I rushed out recklessly, my life would be over.

The man waited patiently for a while, and found that He Jun didn't mean to leave at all, but a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his head, and he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”