Time flies, 2 months pass in the blink of an eye, and the outdoor temperature drops a few points, and it is now minus 92 degrees Celsius.

Song Jinhe obviously felt that the role of the fireplace had become smaller, and if he wanted to keep warm, he had to be within a few steps of the fireplace, and he felt that people were going to be frozen if he was a little away.

She leaned her bed closer to the fireplace, and shrunk into it, too lazy to move.

She's had a hard time, not to mention the rest of the survivors.

Although the material of the window in Cheng Qianhuai's house is not bad, it has begun to leak after a long time of wind and rain in the last days.

The cold wind outside the house blew into the room, and even the walls were faintly frosty, and I could feel a little chill when I sat by the fireplace.

In order to keep warm, he had to use some useless fabrics and the like to plug the cracks in the windows, and the clothes on his body became heavier and heavier.

Song Jinhe knew that there would be this situation, and everything was the best before the end of the world, although the outside of the window had experienced a lot of wind and frost, but it could also hold on, and the indoor temperature was quite stable.

She consciously entered the space, stood next to the World Tree and looked at the fruit as big as a plum on it, and her heart was faintly touched.

Perhaps the space jade bracelet has something to do with the end times, otherwise the fruit on the World Tree would not have gradually grown with different types of disasters.

Song Jinhe gently poked the ice-blue fruit and sighed helplessly.

In the last days of natural disasters, no matter what round of natural disasters it is, it is not easy to survive.

The extreme cold and temperature are so low that they can almost freeze people into ice sculptures instantly.

On the contrary, the heat is scorching, the water of the mountains and rivers is almost all evaporated, the sun is so hot that the ground is cracked, and there are not a few people who die of thirst.

Thinking of this, she looked at the shelves in the distance, and at that time the mineral water in her hand and the like would probably be of great use.

With such a precious resource, there is no problem at all in exchanging it for something more valuable.

The cabbage she planted had already grown, and after all, she had no experience in planting, so even if the soil was fertile, the cabbage still looked malnourished.

But you can eat it.

She tapped on the tender cabbage leaves, picked one up and walked to 1801, almost feeling like her body was freezing as she passed through the hallway.

Entering Cheng Qianhuai's house, she sat on the edge of the fireplace to keep warm, and sighed hard at her frozen hands before she barely came to her senses.

"Your house has become so cold, although the fireplace is useful, but I'm afraid the temperature will still drop."

She frowned helplessly, then pulled out a cold-proof tent and sleeping bag from the space.

"Sleep in a tent at night, close to the fireplace, get into a sleeping bag and cover the quilt, you can think it will be a lot warmer."

Song Jinhe put everything away for him, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that he was staring at her motionlessly.

She wiped her face with some confusion: "What's wrong?" Something on my face? ”

Cheng Qianhuai shook his head slightly, he just felt excited, as long as he could feel that she cared about him, he felt that his heart was beating fast.

"Thank you for sending me these things."

Song Jinhe shook his head when he heard this: "I'm not here to send you something, I'm here to ask you to eat hot pot." ”

She smiled and raised the cabbage in her hand: "I grew it myself, not bad, right?" The two of us just put it in the hot pot and cooked it, and eating a hot pot in this weather is the ultimate enjoyment. ”

Cheng Qianhuai took it and looked at it, frowning a little puzzled: "Why does your cabbage grow a little ......?"

Song Jinhe hurriedly interrupted him: "This is already my limit, just eat it or not, don't care too much about its appearance." ”

She naturally knew that this cabbage was not good-looking, but it was already a blessing that this thing could grow from a seed and not die now.

"Okay, okay, then I won't talk about it, let's have hot pot for lunch."

Cheng Qianhuai naturally wouldn't do anything with her, so he went to the kitchen to get a cutting board and knives, and looked at Song Jinhe after sorting out the cabbage.

"What about the hot pot base and ingredients? Let's be ready. ”

Song Jinhe waved his hand: "Let's not eat from outside, go to my space to eat." ”

Nowadays, food is scarce, and the taste of hot pot is too great.

Cheng Qianhuai's home also began to leak, thinking that as long as a little fragrance leaked out, it would make people red-eyed.

She didn't want to cause trouble for herself, so it was better to go to the small villa in the space to eat, not to mention the warmth, it was more convenient, after all, it was faster to wash things with water and electricity.

Cheng Qianhuai naturally didn't have any opinions, he obediently grabbed Song Jinhe's cuffs, and the two of them entered the space in a flash.

Song Jinhe took him into the villa, and then took down beef rolls, mutton rolls, duck blood, wide noodles, shrimp slippery, and rice cakes from the shelves......

A table was set up full of things, and the constant temperature in the space was 25 °C, so Cheng Qianhuai was taking off the clothes on his body one by one at the moment, and in the end only a shirt and sweatpants remained.

"You fry the base, I've put the bottom of the butter pan on the table for you, I'll go up and change my clothes."

After Song Jinhe told Cheng Qianhuai, he went back to the upstairs bedroom, took off the cotton clothes on his body, and went downstairs wearing only a short-sleeved and over-the-knee shorts.

Eating hot pot is bound to sweat, so it will be more convenient to wear, and there is no problem in wearing heavy clothes when you get out of the space.

When she opened the bedroom door, she was greeted by the familiar aroma of hot pot base, and the spicy smell rushed straight to her nose, which stimulated her to sneeze.

"This base material is really strong."

Song Jinhe rubbed his nose and sat down at the table, the soup base in the pot had been boiled, and the red oil was constantly gushing along the brown soup base, and it was also dotted with chili peppers and other ingredients.

"Shall you get the meat rolls first?"

The shirt cuffs on Cheng Qianhuai's upper body were pulled up high, revealing the tight muscles on his forearms, and he felt explosive just by looking at it.

Song Jinhe put his eyes back on the pot, looked at the beef roll and swallowed his saliva: "No problem, just wait until the meat is eaten before serving." ”

She prepared herself with a dipping sauce and happily waited for the meat rolls to change color in the pan, rising and falling along the boiling soup base, seducing her taste buds.

"This should be cooked and eaten, Cheng Qianhuai, you can taste it."

Song Jinhe swallowed his saliva and looked at the man opposite, his eyes full of anticipation.

She wasn't sure if the ingredients were cooked or not, and she didn't want to be the first person to test the poison, so she would naturally ask Cheng Qianhuai for help.

The other party naturally received the signal, and naturally took a meat roll and put it on his plate and tasted it: "It's cooked, just eat it." ”

Song Jinhe happily put down his chopsticks, stuffed a large piece of beef roll into his mouth with satisfaction, and chewed happily.

"I'll just say, eating hot pot is really the happiest thing in the world."

She said excitedly, and then put two more pieces of meat on her plate.

Cheng Qianhuai looked at her eating anxiously, frowned slightly, and then spoke: "Don't eat too fast, you will regret it again if you are burned." ”

Song Jinhe's lips were a little red from the spicy, and she licked her lips a little embarrassed: "I know, I know." ”

(End of chapter)