Crayfish have been eaten as protected animals more than ten years ago. Yang Xiaohai also ate at a roadside stall with his parents when he was a child, and it was one of the few happy memories of Yang Xiaohai. As he grew older, he almost forgot the spicy and fragrant taste. So a few crayfish appeared in the cage, and he didn't hesitate to lift the rest of the cage out of the water.

Wang Qing's cooking skills are great, and when the ingredients reach her hands, they will burst out with new life. Although the days are not boring, they have enjoyed a lot of blessings. Due to the abuse of the deadly virus, there was no one to fish in the water for a while, so that the ecological environment in the water gradually improved.

Yang Xiaohai simply packed up the harvest, and dinner had an eyebrow. The "shelter" is rich in stock, and the condiments are not mentioned by the box, but they are also sealed and preserved, so that they are not at all afraid of the day when they are used up.

On the way back, Yang Xiaohai had no way to avoid it, passing by the smelly garbage heap. The natural pit at the bottom of the wreckage has enlarged considerably. Under Yang Xiaohai's continuous dumping, the smell of the windward three miles is nothing. Don't underestimate this place, if there is no garbage dump, it will be a mess. The most important thing is that Wang Qing may be infected by the deadly virus at some point. Cleaning may seem useless, but in fact it is closely related to life. Especially after adding Lin Wanru, a "lady show", Yang Xiaohai didn't dare to be sloppy.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, the nose of the "infected" is very smart, and if the bloody gas floats out again, the thing of blocking the door will inevitably happen. After beating "rhubarb" and leaving, Yang Xiaohai paid great attention to cleaning up, eliminating, and covering up traces.

I took out a plastic bag, picked up the smelly, rotten parts, and filled them in half. Yang Xiaohai turned back to the iron gate. Picking up the corners that were out of the way, he hung the disgusting wreckage by the door.

Such a grotesque behavior is not because Yang Xiaohai is really stupid - the rotten smell of the "infected" can cover up the breath of the living. In this way, the hidden danger of the "infected" blocking the door again is greatly reduced.

After fetching water, on the way back, there was no human figure, and there were no monsters in sight. Yang Xiaohai steadily pushed the cart back to the "shelter". Open, close, unload, pour water...... After a series of processes, Yang Xiaohai was sleepy again.

Ever since he flew out of his home, he has been very sleepy. Many times, Yang Xiaohai doesn't want to chat with Wang Qing, talk about gossip, and understand the daily life of the "shelter". However, if you move a little, you will be full of sleep after a while. Not to mention anything else, the hot air balloon, the hero who escaped alive, is still hanging on the crooked-necked old tree, and it has not been returned.

Every time I go out, I always think about the next time, the next time, but it will be more than two months without thinking about it. Now he didn't want to bother retracting the hot air balloon. There's no one left or right, and that thing seems good to hang on a tree.

Staring at the white LED lights, the old otaku who slept a little bit depressed: even if he is alive, he is still a dead house without leaving the house every day. If this development continues, will there be a day when you will not be able to wake up for a long time?

In a daze, Yang Xiaohai touched the "dinner table". He rubbed his eyes in disbelief: a woman in a cheongsam with flesh-colored stockings wrapped in her legs was standing in front of the pan.

The woman was like a vivid "S", with her wheat-colored arms flat and a white towel on them. A flaming red plastic basin was placed on the patchwork table. The fog in the basin was steaming, and it was actually hot water.

The weather has warmed up, but the temperature is still pitifully low. Especially when he was so busy that he was sweating, this ready-made toiletry equipment immediately made him feel lighter.

"Tired, aren't you? Fetching water and throwing garbage, look at you, what are you dirty? Come here, sit down, press you, and be relieved. Wang Qing couldn't help but say, almost forcibly pressed Yang Xiaohai on the chair. Then, in three and two strokes, he took off the old otaku's broken fishing net and camouflage shirt.

Yang Xiaohai was a little confused, his equipment couldn't even bite the "infected", how could he not resist the slender little hands? In my memory, Sister Wang is not a warm-hearted person. I had the intention to refuse, but as soon as the words came out, I agreed: "There is a ...... of labor"

The broad shoulders are caressed by the slightly rough little hands, and even through the warm towel, it is still very comfortable. Especially the back, it's been a long, long time since I've rubbed it properly. Yang Xiaohai closed his eyes, and in a trance, he returned to the misty "public bath".

The clear hot water turned into a muddy mud, and Yang Xiaohai opened his eyes: "This towel will be used as a rag in the future, and it will be replaced with a new one." Fine beads of sweat were already oozing from her forehead, but Wang Qing just said lightly: "I can't keep it, it's smelly." ”

I dragged the new towel in my hand, and I was ready for it. "Who......a" poured out the dirty water, and Wang Qing changed the basin of warm water. Lowering her head, Wang Qing said stubbornly: "Today, clean up the room, I think your sheets are a little dirty......"

"Huh?" Yang Xiaohai didn't understand.

Wang Qing quietly clenched her fists, and simply raised her head to look directly at the slightly slender eyes: "I don't care about being a maid or a slave, as long as the master is you." I once lied to you and killed you, but I didn't expect you to not pursue it, but you were willing to take me in......"

Before Wang Qing could finish speaking, a soft voice sounded: "Mr. Yang, how can this be?" ”

Hearing this good news, Yang Xiaohai was like an electric shock, and got up in a panic: "No, no." Sister Wang saw that I was sloppy, so I helped wipe it off. It's not what you think......" Yang Xiaohai was very flustered.

"Sorry to bother you. It's just that in my room, I seem to have seen a mouse......"

"What??" Yang Xiaohai was shocked! After "candy" and "rhubarb", Yang Xiaohai has never seen the largest number of mammals in the world! In the event that a mutant rat appears in the "Vault", there is no way to avoid it......

Most of the time, rats aren't very friendly to humans!

Yang Xiaohai was naked, flying out like an arrow from a string. Let Wang Qing shout, but Yang Xiaohai turned a deaf ear. Just kidding, if there is really a rat in the institute, their good days will come to an end.

Lin Wanru's room, because this room only had an owner last night, is far less tidy than Wang Qing's room. The sheets in the innermost bunk of the room were a little messy. Lin Wanru should have slept here.

Yang Xiaohai didn't understand, why did he put a quilt on a teddy bear with a belly of cotton? Anyway, where did the teddy bear come from? After a hurried glance, Yang Xiaohai immediately withdrew his gaze. After all, this is also a girl's "boudoir", and he doesn't want to lose his demeanor.

"Where? Where? Where did you see the mouse? Yang Xiaohai jumped high and low, rummaging up and down between the beds. Lin Wanru quietly entered, and the wooden door was locked with a "click" behind her.

Closing the door and catching rats is still thoughtful! Yang Xiaohai didn't raise his head and didn't move, he lay under the bed and gave a thumbs up.

"Mr. Yang, I'm dazzled, I can't say if there are no mice!" Lin Wanru smiled mischievously.

"What? This is no joke, Sister Lin, think about it again. Yang Xiaohai got out from under the bed.

"Don't think about it. With such a loud voice, the rat was already scared to death by you, hehehe......" Lin Wanru covered her lips with her hands and smiled coquettishly. Yang Xiaohai scratched his scalp and suddenly felt a little at a loss.

"That, that...... If you say no, you really don't. It's nothing, I'm going to go back to sleep. ”

"Mr. Yang, since it's okay, can you talk to me? We haven't had a good conversation since yesterday! I only know your name, and you saved me, but I don't know anything else, it's too abnormal, right? You seem to only get a name and nothing else, don't you? ”

Yang Xiaohai no longer scratched his head, but slapped his thigh, and leaked stupidly: "That's right!" Not to mention that I forgot. Yes, yes, I wanted to ask. What, where did Sister Lin come from, why did she fall off the plane? Ah, where did the helicopter come from? I've never even been on a passenger plane yet! ”

Lin Wanru sighed faintly, tears flashing in her eyes: "What is there to say?" It's nothing more than an escape. Helicopters are nothing. ”

"Wow! Sister Lin, your tone is a little big! Yang Xiaohai is really envious.

"Mr. Yang, can you not take a 'Sister Lin'? I'm only two years older than you, and that's going to call me old!" Lin Wanru glanced at Yang Xiaohai with disgust. The big watery eyes turned and skimmed Yang Xiaohai's bones.

"Then, if you don't call Sister Lin, you can't call your name directly, it's even more impolite to say that."

"It's okay to call it 'Wanru', or 'Xiaowan'."

"Don't don't, 'Xiaowan' is too unrigorous. This is going to be heard by Sister Wang, who is one year younger than you, maybe how to make a fuss. ”

"Are you afraid of her?"

"I'm afraid I can't say it. It's Sister Wang who once ......" Yang Xiaohai paused, after all, Wang Qing's experience belongs to personal privacy, so it's better not to talk about people behind your back.

"Sister Wang has a straightforward temperament, and I like her very much. A title, a matter between you and me, you don't need to ask for her opinion, right? ”

"That'...... Wanru? After thinking about it for a while, there didn't seem to be anything wrong, and Yang Xiaohai decided to be good.

"Hey! Shrewd! Lin Wanru slapped Yang Xiaohai on the spot. behaves naturally, and inadvertently reveals a little intimacy.

"Wanru, tell me about you! I'd love to find out. "Yang Xiaohai may be addicted, it doesn't matter after spying on Wang Qing, and now I want to hear Lin Wanru's story again.

"My experience is nothing ......" Lin Wanru did not refuse, and immediately briefly said the past. mentioned her father's message, Lin Wanru also specially let Yang Xiaohai watch the video.

"Father must still be alive!" Lin Wanru bit her lower lip lightly, looking determined.

Xu was excited, Lin Wanru actually took the initiative to grab Yang Xiaohai's big hand and held it in the air: "Xiaohai, before I meet my father, you will protect me, right?" ”

Yang Xiaohai gagba baba mouth, did not pick up the stubble. He really wanted to respond with a bold mouthful, but he also knew that he didn't have that strength. In the last days, out of the "shelter", unless he transforms into an "infected", he can only be a dead end. She is a mud bodhisattva, what can she do to protect her?

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere didn't last long. The knock on the door of "Knock Knock" relieved the old otaku. Wang Qing shouted in a loud voice: "What kind of door do you lock in broad daylight?" Lonely men and widows, sneaky, what do you two do that is unseemly? Yang Xiaohai, a turtle calf thing, you come out! ”