Luo Fengchun still gnawed on the black nest head in his hand, threw the potatoes he had distributed into the fire and roasted them, and there was fire jumping in his black eyes.

Song Jinhe was quite familiar with her, so he simply moved a simple small bench to sit next to her.

"Why don't you eat potatoes with your stomach saved? Your nest is too coarse, and it's not easy to digest when you eat it. ”

She frowned slightly, looking at the uneven surface of the nest, it was obvious that there were some moldy brown rice and black beans inside, and the taste must not be as fragrant as baked potatoes.

Luo Fengchun smiled embarrassedly, rubbed his chest with some difficulty, and swallowed the nest head in his mouth.

"Potatoes, I want to keep them for my mom and my brother.

The nest I brought with me is the little food left in our family, and the two of them have never treated me badly when they are hungry, so I naturally have good things to think of them first. ”

Talking about his mother and brother, Luo Fengchun had a happy smile on his face.

Song Jinhe looked at the black nest in a daze, and then looked away.

Wowotou is indeed nothing compared to potatoes, although it is unpalatable and difficult to digest, it is already a rare food in this foggy weather.

In this way, Luo Fengchun is indeed much better than the rest of the survivors, the key is that she is just a girl, and the relatives in the family still put her first in everything.

And Song Jinhe, after his mother passed away, never felt this preference again.

She didn't continue the conversation, sat down on the bench and straightened out her somewhat loose scarf, then sat down in a daze.

The potatoes crackle in the fire, and the skin gradually emits a familiar burnt aroma.

The sound of rumbling stomachs, swallowing saliva, and joking with each other weave a joyful movement in the vegetable shed.

Song Jinhe looked at this scene with his lips slightly hooked, but he felt that his mood had become much better.

Before, she had always been indifferent or wary of these people, but now that she has integrated into the circle of ordinary survivors, she feels that their lives are hard, but they are also fun.

Everyone is happy in suffering, although they can't eat enough and don't have warm clothes, but they all seem to be in good spirits.

People have their own way of living, and Song Jinhe has abundant materials, so he lives a rich and comfortable life.

Although these ordinary survivors are short of food and clothing, they do not complain and still insist on earning supplies with their own hands.

"Today is December 14th, and now that the new year is approaching, do you have any wishes?"

Song Jinhe asked.

I hadn't communicated with her much before, but the pile of potatoes had successfully brought her closer to the others, so the survivors present began to tell their wishes.

"I want to take my daughter to the food court to buy a bun to eat, she has been hungry for a long time."

An honest man scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"I want to earn more food so that my children can have enough to eat and grow up safe and happy."

It was a woman in a shabby cotton garment, who sat close to the fire, her face flushed with the warm firelight.

"I want to buy two new clothes for my parents, in fact, summer is better, we only have one set of winter clothes, and whoever goes out wears them.

Now that I'm out to work, my parents have to huddle up in a quilt at home, and I feel sorry for them. ”

The young man looked at the cotton clothes on his body and smiled a little bitterly.

"I want to buy an egg to eat, but it's too expensive, and it costs a few catties of food."

"I want to eat the dumplings made by my mother, her craftsmanship is amazing, but I can't eat such delicious dumplings again."

"I want to buy a fairy tale book for my daughter, this day is hard enough, I can't keep suffering the child."

……

Everyone began to talk about their wishes, and the atmosphere became more and more harmonious and warm.

Song Jinhe looked at their simple faces, and his heart was slightly touched.

may have experienced the end of the world once, she always felt that people should be selfish and ruthless, and they would do whatever it took to survive.

But she seems to have overlooked the fact that the only thing that caused such a consequence was an abominable natural disaster.

Before that, everyone was kind, kind, and willing to help each other.

Who is not forced to have bloody hands in desperation, who is not desperately stealing in order to survive, risking death to snatch food.

It's just fate, the last days are at the head, and there is only one way for man.

"Captain Song, what about you? What are your wishes? ”

A middle-aged man in the crowd plucked up the courage to ask a question, and the scene suddenly fell silent, and all eyes were focused on Song Jinhe.

They were all curious, what else would a person like her who didn't have to worry about food and clothing want?

Song Jinhe was not disappointed, and after thinking for a while, he spoke: "I hope that the planting area can get better and better, the natural disaster will pass sooner, and the earth will be alive again." ”

Hearing her say this, the rest of the workers also showed a look of yearning.

Yes, that's everyone's wish, and who wouldn't want to return to a peaceful and happy life?

It will take generations to rebuild our homes, but no one is afraid of hardship.

"Oops, the potatoes are baked! Hurry up and eat! ”

The potatoes in the fire were pulled out with wooden sticks, and each person was given a potato the size of an adult's fist, and even the black and gray skin was reluctant to peel off, so he took a bite of it.

"It smells so good!"

Everyone laughed, although the upper chamber was hot and swollen, but no one was willing to spit it out, but Shasha smiled, pointed at each other and smiled and bent over.

Song Jinhe also picked up a potato from the fire and took a bite like them.

It's really delicious, it turns out that it's simple, and even the potatoes with no seasoning and even the ashes are so delicious.

She was so hot that she couldn't help but laugh.

Perhaps this is the meaning of the safe zone, although there is not enough food and clothing, but everyone can at least sit together and laugh and look forward to the future.

The gloom may have obscured the road to the outside, but everyone believed that one day they would see a clear blue sky and a wide avenue.

The lunch time was warm and happy, and seeing that it was time to go to work, everyone gathered the smiles on their faces, picked up the farm tools standing in the corner and continued to work.

Song Jinhe walked to the brick house to sort out various information sheets, and it took more than 3 hours to hear the noise in front of the planting area.

She walked out to take a look, and Cheng Qianhuai and Tao Shuangxue walked in with a large group of newly recruited workers.

The people who were chosen were people who had been out searching for supplies all year round, and they were strong enough to do the work of clearing wasteland, sowing seeds, and building greenhouses.

Song Jinhe nodded with satisfaction, and called Luo Fengchun to register the information of this group of people one by one.

"The people who have finished registering will come and stand behind me, and I will take you to the field to familiarize yourself with the environment."

Song Jinhe took out a megaphone, the fog was too big, because there were too many people who were selected, and there were many people hidden in the fog, and her voice was low, I was afraid they wouldn't be able to hear it.