The fringe colony seemed to have changed more than the last time she had been here, and had a few more ancillary facilities.

Old, half-ruined water towers from the past have been re-established in grassy clearings, and rusty wind turbines and solar panels have been lovingly maintained to reflect softly in the sun.

She likes it all, but there is a faint fear and melancholy in her heart.

"Lady Little Red Riding Hood, long time no see." Old Knife took the "nail" of her rapid-fire pistol and stacked it neatly with the other guns she had turned in.

"Well, it's been about two months." Little Red Riding Hood, pushing the wheelchair, spoke in a dull tone, as if the conversation was not very interested.

"Is this your sister?" The old knife, who seemed to realize something, looked at Anya, who had turned her head away because of her shyness, and dug into his pocket, and finally pulled out a few delicious hard candies - these candies were given to him by Mosilele, so that the serious smoker could chew a few pieces to get through when he couldn't stand it.

"These extraterrestrial candies taste so good that you're guaranteed to forget the nightmares of damn tobacco and disgusting snot in your mouth." The old knife handed the candy in his hand to Anya and made a playful grimace, "Ah, you shouldn't have heard the second half." ”

The candy is wrapped in a beautiful candy wrapper that reflects a charming, brilliant lovely pink in the gentle sunlight.

"Take it, it's okay." Little Red Riding Hood touched her sister's head.

"Hmm!" Anya carefully grabbed the candy and a happy smile appeared on her face, "Thank you, grandpa!" ”

Old Knife looked at Little Red Riding Hood in shock, as if trying to get the answer he wanted from her.

"Ah, Mr. Knife, it's okay." Little Red Riding Hood immediately comforted, "You look old and strong, much better than those guys who can't even pee and can't stand on their feet." ”

"Oops! Mr. Old Knife! A loud exclamation loud enough to shatter the glass came from the main gate, waking up the confused old knife, "Have you changed the door?" Look, it's magnificent! ”

Don't even think about it, this rude voice is Vasa's guy - and this two-meter-tall and tower-like guy spits twice on his hand, looking like he wants to test the defense of Xinmen with his own hands - and the big men on the side are still fooling!

"Don't!" The old knife's face turned white for a moment, and after throwing an apologetic smile at Little Red Riding Hood and Anya, he ran to Vasa, who had already raised his fist, and yelled at the top of his voice, "Stop,—— don't break our new door!" ”

"Sister!"

The old knife quickly ran away, and Anya, who was in a wheelchair, peeled off a small candy and put it in the mouth of her sister who leaned over. And then. — and then she peeled off the other one to satisfy herself.

The sweet taste of candy quickly spreads in her mouth, and there is a rich fruity aroma — it tastes a bit like strawberries, maybe grapes — and Anya can't remember what strawberries and grapes tasted like

However, this candy is really delicious and delicious, so delicious that the smile on Anya's face should be as sweet as the candy.

Anya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, opened and closed the translucent candy paper in her hand, and the crumpled candy paper reflected more brilliant colors in the sunlight, which made it look more beautiful.

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Her sister had been in there to talk to someone for a long time, and she didn't know what was going on now.

Sitting at the door of the restaurant, Anya was a little bored, so she tried to fold the two candy wrappers in her hand to make the shape she wanted—but the candy wrappers were too small to fold anything at all.

Maybe she shouldn't have asked her sister to leave her outside, right?

"Hey, can I sit here?" Anya turned her head to look and saw that she was greeted by a young girl of her own age who had just come out of the room, but she still had some mud stuck to her pants, and she looked dirty, as if she had just finished farm work.

"Hmm." Anya nodded lightly and smiled at her, but she couldn't help but worry in her heart: this place may not be as good as it seems, but children a few years older than herself have to do heavy farm work.

Maybe my sister is going to sell herself? - And there's no seat next to her, is she? Where is this little girl going to sit, is she crammed into a wheelchair with herself?

Of course, soon Anya will know the answers to these questions.

The little girl, who had Anya's consent, ran out of her sight in a hurry, and quickly turned back, only with a small bench and two small white loaves of bread in her hand.

"Here's this." After cleaning the mud spots on her face and hands, she set up a bench next to Anya and sat down, handing over one of the small pieces of bread in her hand, "It's delicious." ”

"Thank you......" Anya hesitated for a moment, but still took the bread she handed herself—when she got it, Anya knew that it was not bread, because the still warm, white and fat dough was soft and elastic when pinched, and people would have the idea of taking such a bite.

"Ahh

Anya thought for a while, and also learned from her to put the ball to her mouth and bit a big ball on it.

The warm glutinous rice dumplings in the mouth were bouncy and delicate, and as Anya chewed slowly, a light, refreshing and mild aroma of rice crept in, filling her mouth with the aroma of rice – she had never tasted anything so strange – and it tasted great!

Anya chewed and swallowed the glutinous ball in her mouth slowly, completely let down the guard in her heart, and took a big bite on the ball in her hand.

"Oops!"

A very sweet mellow flavor is mixed into the mild flavor of the glutinous dough, dyeing all the sticky glutinous dumplings with a pleasantly sweet and rich aroma - this peculiar aroma seems to be somewhat similar to the chocolate bread that my sister bought some time ago - but it is stronger and more wonderful!

Anya's face soon appeared with a lovely happy smile - it looked exactly like the little girl next to her!

Oh, and I hope the kind-hearted Sister Mosilaire won't blame herself for secretly using her chocolate sauce!

Winnie shoved the last small ball into her mouth and licked her fingers happily.

At this time, the open space outside the main body of the base was extremely lively, and the guests from the gathering place were all crowded together, surrounding Lao Dao, Bende and a few stone urns in the middle, and carefully watching Lao Dao and Bende demonstrate the skills and methods of hitting the glutinous rice cakes.

Since fast-growing rice has now completely replaced packaged subsistence food as the new staple food of the colonists of the fringe colonies, this time Mosilaire and his wife decided to use rice as the main ingredient for entertaining guests from afar in the gathering place.

This crop, which has a very short growth cycle, has maintained excellent yields in high-grade hydroponic fluids, despite reduced yields due to genetic modifications.

Today, the fast-growing rice, which has been successfully cultivated and harvested twice, has provided more than 330 catties of edible rice to the base—they can rely on this lovely genetic crop in the marginal colonies, which are not much left to pack subsistence food, and in addition to meeting their daily food needs, the marginal colonies can also save more than 20 catties of rice every month.

Therefore, nearly 200 catties of rice, which were filled with several sacks and stored in the shade of the warehouse, became an important role in this dinner.

The delivery team did not have as many people as last time, including Anya and Little Red Riding Hood, there were only 13 guests in total, and in the end, Lao Dao and Bender only moved out 25 catties of rice, intending to take out some of it and make it into glutinous rice to eat.

Because the method of making glutinous rice dumplings is actually very simple, they quickly finished talking about it - of course, it takes some time and effort to master the technique.

"I've learned, Mr. Knife!" Vasa was the first to burst out of the crowd and shouted to take the large wooden hammer that Bender had handed him, staring at Bender's face with some confusion - this guy looked familiar, but he forgot where he had seen it.

Forget it!

Vasa shrugged his shoulders and put the matter behind him, and instead asked the old knife to turn it over for himself, and he easily picked up the big wooden hammer, thinking back to the essentials that the old knife and Bender had just taught.

"Hey Vasa! You can see the hit, don't hit me on the skull! The old knife squatting on the ground and grabbing the cooked glutinous rice balls was a little panicked, and he instructed uneasily.

"Hey! Don't worry, Mr. Knife, don't you just want to be quick and ruthless! Vasa slammed the sledgehammer over his head, slammed it down with all his might!

"Boom!"

The stone urn cracked into several pieces with a crisp sound of "bang"!