171 The Age of Animals
"Pollution...... I said why do you have so many questions, if you don't let it burn, you won't let it burn, the policy set above, you ask us in vain. Now it's clear why you want to search in winter, right? It's good to understand, Captain Hong, when will our greenhouse be erected? Team Leader Sun said that the skeleton will be available soon, and the stove is not difficult, but there is no plastic film and seeds. ”
Zhang Tao has no interest in this topic, and it is said that it is not his turn to control the rhythm of the conversation, isn't it that he drank two glasses of white wine at dinner, and he couldn't hold it anymore because he couldn't do it, not only did he train Lan Di like his third grandson, but he was a little domineering when he talked to Hong Tao.
“…… Come, have a drink and I'll tell you an answer! "After getting along for more than a month, everyone has already figured out what their temper is, Hong Tao knows that this young man is drunk and cowardly, so he won't be angry with drunks.
But you can't keep a drunkard to sprinkle drunken madness from time to time, what can you do? It's easy to do, the drunk is afraid that others will say that he can't drink, and the wine bottle on the dinner table hasn't been removed yet, come on, continue, two glasses of stomach is estimated to be about the same.
"Drink it, I'll drink it first!" Zhang Tao stared at the red eyes, and gave Hong Tao a high trust, without saying any conditions, he raised his neck and was an eight-money cup.
Not only did Zhang Tao want to know the answer, but most of the people here craned their necks to listen. What is the future of mankind, the cooperation and competition between survivors, it is really not as affordable as a few tomatoes, cucumbers, and sauerkraut and white meat.
"You can go to the housing management office to find the plastic film, 100% of it, the next cup!" Zhang Tao drank crisply, Hong Tao replied neatly, and a glass of wine was exchanged for a sentence.
"Room...... Housing Management Office...... What does it mean? Zhang Tao didn't take the second glass of wine, he was obviously very unfamiliar with the term.
"It's the ...... of collecting money and repairing houses" Pan Wenxiang finally caught the topic he understood, and he couldn't hold it back.
"Collect money for the house? Bank? Zhang Tao still didn't quite understand.
"Alas, why do you drink so much, it's strange and uncomfortable. You live in a commercial house, where is the housing management office? But let Captain Hong mention it like this, it's really not enough. The biggest task of the housing management office during the flood season every year is to prepare the materials, and whoever leaks the rain should quickly cover it first, and then repair it when the weather is fine. But I remember that I should use tarpaulin to build the roof, can I use plastic film? ”
Sun Jianshe not only felt sorry for Jiao San, he took care of these juniors. Counting up, Jiao San is still quite old, Zhang Tao, Pan Wenxiang, and Shui Nanqin call him grandpa, which is really not a loss. Seeing that Zhang Tao really didn't understand, for fear of being spoiled by Hong Tao again, he hurriedly came forward to explain.
"You are all old yellow calendars, how much is tarpaulin? How much does a film cost? The people in the housing authority are not stupid, they can make do with it. Speaking of this, Zhang Fengwu, who grew up in the same flat X housing area, must have a lot of say, and Sun Jianshe has been living in the building for more than 20 years, which is indeed a bit out of reality.
"Come on, next drink!" With Zhang Fengwu testifying, Hong Tao saved the explanation, and pushed the wine glass full to Zhang Tao.
"Next...... The next drink is ...... What is it? Zhang Tao's eyelids were almost open, and he tried to raise his head to keep himself awake, but he forgot why he wanted to drink this cup.
"Seeds, seeds for growing vegetables......" Hong Tao smiled kindly and pushed the wine glass forward.
"Goo-dong...... Uh......" Zhang Tao mustered up the courage to tilt his neck, it was really good, he didn't drink half a cup and sprinkled half a cup, and poured it into his mouth.
"I'll take you to ...... tomorrow," but this time the answer was simpler, not even accurate.
"Tomorrow...... Where to find ...... tomorrow" Zhang Tao probably wanted to ask for specific details, but his tongue and brain were not allowed to express clearly, and it was already the limit to be able to sit on the stool without slipping away.
"Come on, two beauties, get him back when he's tired...... That's all for today, let's go, go back and get stuffy! Hong Tao felt that the heat was almost over, and it was not good to really drink it and fry it. I have been busy all day, tired and frightened, physically and mentally exhausted, and now there is no soft physical temptation in early autumn for any topic.
Autumn in the capital is like a rabbit's tail, just touch it and disappear. I could still wear a single coat the first day, but after a night of rain, the temperature dropped by several degrees. At this time, remember to find the quilt and hurry to remove the moisture while there is sun, maybe it will have to be covered if there is another rain.
"One autumn rain and one cold, ten autumn rains to wear cotton...... It's a little cold this year! "The zombies are here, the world has changed, but Hong Tao's biological clock still maintains its previous rhythm, ringing on time around five o'clock every morning.
Gently took Chu Qiu's arm away, got up and put on a thick tracksuit, picked up his waist bag, and tiptoed to the exit. As soon as he opened a crack in the heavy anti-riot door, he was shivered by the cold wind blowing in his face.
The ground outside was wet, and it looked like it rained again last night. Although the cataclysm had not yet occurred at the beginning of autumn, it didn't seem to rain much. If you calculate it this way, today is the ninth game, and the date is November 3rd, and it is indeed time for winter.
In previous years, Hong Tao never cared about a few rains in the autumn, but this year he had to start paying attention. The vegetables in the greenhouse sprouted a week ago, and the green oil is very gratifying, but also very sad.
It's not about work, in fact, there is no heavy physical work to do in the seedling stage, Yang Ping and Yang Ling can take care of two or three women. The only thing that's irresistible is digging the toilet, which isn't heavy, but the damage value is a bit high.
Even Hong Tao, the initiator, was not willing to take a dung spoon to the back of the dry toilet, take all kinds of dung and urine out of the pit, and then put it into the dung pit a few meters away to ferment and make fertilizer.
But in order to eat fresh vegetables, this work has to be done by someone, and it can't be fixed to one person, which is too unfair. So whoever goes to dig up the feces the next day has become the harshest punishment in the rescue team.
Whoever doesn't complete the workload, who violates the rules, who doesn't pass the target, who loses the bet, who loses the poker, can become the next morning's manure digger.
"Damn, come to calculate Lao Tzu's belongings again...... "But compared with the flat-haired beasts around the greenhouse, Hong Tao would rather dig dung every day than see them."......
Sparrows, crows, and magpies, not to mention, are no longer a few, but flocks. In addition to the regular customers in these cities, there are also individual outsiders, such as yellow finch, pips, purplebacks, woodpeckers...... There are several kinds of floods that are not famous.
To say that this accident should be a catastrophe for human beings, but if you look at it from the perspective of a bird, it is simply a prosperous age. Sticky nets, air guns, slingshots, cars, airplanes, smoke, pesticides, ...... Everything that is made by humans and harmful to the birds disappears without a trace in an instant.
After a period of temptation, the birds decided that none of this was a conspiracy, and that the two-legged monsters that used to kill them had really become monsters this time, and they would do nothing but bask in the sun every day, and there would be no danger of even if they fell on top of their heads.
As soon as it was passed on to a hundred, the birds boiled, and the nature that had been suppressed for hundreds or thousands of years exploded in an instant. They dragged their families and rushed into the concrete jungle that had been off-limits.
Balconies, bay windows, air-conditioning seats, ancient buildings, signal lights...... Each place is a very good nesting site, and the material is sturdy, there is no need to change places every year, even the right to use the property right belt, no need to repay a high loan, beautiful!
At this time, the birds found that there was a small group of two-legged monsters that had not turned into monsters, and were still busy every day. The little birds, who had been tortured by humans, immediately took their anger out on these monsters, on what they were drying on, barked on top of their heads, and pecked at the fields where they planted!
What, there's a layer of transparent things to protect! This is really not to take our beaks in your eyes, I peck, I peck, I peck...... Too strong to peck and not move? It's okay, please Mr. Woodpecker open the way, everyone follows. The freshly unearthed seedlings are the most fragrant, eat them to your heart's content, brothers and sisters!
But you can't be too reckless at any time, the consequences of doing so are often happy and sad! Just when the birds were about to occupy the little green in this concrete jungle, they were met with stubborn resistance and brutal slaughter.
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