Their family is not short of materials, they don't care at all, and as early as the high temperature, Liu Jian'an has already passed through the drama, opened the bag and saw that it was indeed a big bag of corn, as well as corn seeds.

Lin Wanqiao threw the supplies aside due to lack of interest, ready to listen to Shen Shaoyu's news.

Liu Jian'an still has a lot of affection for the corn grown in his unit, and he took it and held it in his arms like a baby.

"A good news and a bad news, which one to listen to first?"

No, I'm still playing this set.

Lin Wanqiao did not hesitate to choose bad news, after all, after listening to the bad and then listening to the good, she would feel much happier.

"The bad news is that the whole community is seriously injured and killed, and according to their statistics, at least a third of the people are gone, and more than a third have frostbite to varying degrees."

Lin Wanqiao raised her eyebrows, only a third? Not only that, at least half of them died when they were counted for the first time in their previous lives, and someone must have concealed it.

"And what about the good news?"

"The good news is that construction is underway at the Tinder Base. The people who were selected last time have already gone with the ambulance, because there are more places for this cooling death, and those who want to go can continue to sign up. ”

The start of construction of the Tinder base is indeed good news.

"Do you know where the base is located?"

In the last century, there was only one tinder base in the entire Z province, and the location happened to be in their county.

There is a large continuous mountain range in the north of the county, and the county has spent a lot of manpower and material resources to develop and build roads in order to create tourism projects. It just provides convenience for the tinder base.

"It's said to be in the mountains."

It's the same as in the previous life.

In addition to the need to pay a certain amount of materials, the identity also needs to be reviewed, and the three generations of direct families with bad records are not allowed to enter.

And after paying a certain amount of materials, if you want to live in a building, you have to continue to buy with materials, and the more you contribute, the better you can live. After paying the entrance fee, ordinary people basically have little left, and they can't even mix the buildings, so they can only set up tents in shantytowns.

In addition, before the opening of the base, the good houses were also booked by the rich early, and it would definitely be too late to go back then.

In this life, I hold the space, and since I have entered it, I naturally have to live well.

"Ayu, did you say how you can enter the base?" Lin Wanqiao continued to ask.

"I didn't say that, we're just starting to build it." Shen Shaoyu only listened to other people chatting, and he didn't know it clearly.

Lin Wanqiao lowered her head and pondered, perhaps, the information of the Crazy Dragon Gang could come in handy.

I still have to go to the door.

But the construction of the base has just begun, and there is no rush at this time.

The New Year will be in half a month, and it will not be too late to wait for the New Year.

The temperature is low, the person's motor function seems to be reduced, and the family is lazy and unwilling to move.

Not only 1602, but the whole community is quiet as if there are no people.

If it weren't for the fact that every time the meal was served, there would be smoke wafting out of the windows of all floors, saying that this is a dead city.

However, the day before the Chinese New Year, the community was still lively.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw someone downstairs wrapped in thick clothes and stepping on the snow to go out to look for supplies.

The government's relief food was only distributed once, and there was no follow-up.

There were a large handful of corn seeds in the last time, but the problem was that the soil outside had already been frozen and solid, let alone watered, so people had to put the soil in a warm place indoors to melt and then sow the seeds.

No matter how powerful the hardy corn seed is, it is also a plant, and it is said that the survival rate in the end is only one-third.

I can't help it, if I want to have a good year, I still have to go out and find a way.

The supplies in the city have long been scoured, and now the mountains with rich species resources have naturally become the best choice for people.

Chop wood for warmth, dig up wild fruits and vegetables frozen in the ground, and if you're lucky, you might come across a hare hibernating in a hole.

On Chinese New Year's Eve.

1602 also got up early in the morning.

To make a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner today, although you can take it directly from the space, but after all, the New Year, pay attention to a process, they still decided to burn it themselves.

In this way, you can't turn around in a small room. Lin Wanqiao lit all the fires in the living room and kitchen, even so, the indoor thermometer still did not come up from minus 30 degrees.

In the kitchen, Shen Shaoyu and Yang Yujun were in charge of dinner.

In the living room, Lin Wanqiao and Liu Jian'an were responsible for the layout.

The red cardboard cut out a few happy words, no glue, on the wall to breathe to melt the frost, and then 'snap' and press on the wall, which is sticky.

Liu Jian'an wanted to write a couplet, but as soon as the ink was taken out, it instantly froze, so he had no choice but to put the ink on the charcoal stove and write while heating.

As long as he writes fast enough, the speed of icing can't catch up with him.

Shanglian: The family is prosperous;

Downlink: Lucky stars protect the house and give peace;

Horizontal batch: welcome the spring and receive blessings.

"How?" Looking at his big characters, Liu Jian'an asked proudly, whether you are satisfied or not, he is very satisfied anyway. When I was young, I didn't go to school for a few days, the more I lacked something, the more I made up for something, after retirement, Liu Jian'an especially liked to practice calligraphy, and used to be in the village, every year I rushed to write Spring Festival couplets for others.

Lin Wanqiao gave him a thumbs up.

"The sword is not old!"

"Wang!"

The dog also looked flattering, and his fat tail flew up. Today's holiday, Yang Yujun changed it into a red cotton jacket and a red scarf.

Evening.

The snow was falling heavier.

The sparse people on the road dragged their tired and frozen bodies home.

Most people are empty-handed and dejected.

A very small number of lucky people found a little material, but they didn't dare to take it out, and tried their best to hide it in their clothes.

There were many people who had long been stiff lying on the side of the road.

Some died of starvation and freezing, while others died of robbery by their own kind.

At this time, a scrawny man, his entire face buried in his clothes, only a pair of obscure eyes exposed, stared blankly at the white expanse ahead.

He dragged his exhausted body like a walking corpse.

Suddenly, he stopped and sniffed hard into the air.

He seemed to smell the aroma of hot pot.

He looked up and saw that the whole world was still pale, except for snowflakes falling from the sky, on his head, on his shoulders, on his eyelashes, and in his eyes.

After four days of rice not being eaten, he was hungry and hallucinating.

Swallowing his saliva, he dragged his body in resignation.