In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

The room was extremely cool in 1802. Song Jinhe roughly wiped the sweat from his head and began to rummage through the space for the goat milk powder he had bought at random.

She remembered that cats seemed to be lactose intolerant, especially kittens of this kind, so they did not dare to feed them milk directly.

Cheng Qianhuai was responsible for dissolving the goat milk, but he couldn't find a suitable container, so he could only use a large cotton swab to dip enough goat milk into the cat's mouth.

It was quite clever. After smelling the smell, it hurried over and put the goat's milk into its stomach one by one. It was in good spirits.

Song Jinhe clicked his tongue and sighed: "This is a lucky one. It's already very difficult for its mother to survive the scorching heat. I didn't expect it to be so lucky."

She reached out and gently touched its round belly and called out the name she had prepared for it.

"Bell, little bell."

Cheng Qianhuai looked up at her: "What's its name? I thought you would think about it for a long time."

"I picked it casually. This name sounds easy to pronounce."

Song Jinhe looked at its pink and tender cat paws and gently rubbed them with his hands.

It feels good in the hand and she likes it very much.

With such a little life moving in, 1802 became a lot more lively.

Usually Song Jinhe would lie on the sofa and watch dramas in boredom, but now he has a lot more enthusiasm and calls Ling Dang's name tirelessly.

Cheng Qianhuai had a headache: "If you want to raise it, you must solve basic survival problems.

Cat litter, cat food, snacks, etc. are needed for excretion. How are you going to get them? "

This confused Song Jinhe. She did hoard a lot of things, but she never thought that she would raise a cat in the apocalypse, so there were almost no pet supplies in the space.

There is no need for cat litter. As an animal, Bell can survive in space. The endless grassland is a natural cat litter box.

As for food, the large and small fish in the lake are enough for Ling Ding to eat. From time to time, he can feed him a chicken or duck to supplement his nutrition. It doesn't seem like it's a big deal.

Song Jinhe smiled and rubbed Ling Dang's belly: "There are fish, shrimps, chickens, ducks, etc. in the space. There is no need to worry too much about food. As for excretion, just let it be excreted on the grassland in the space."

It’s very trouble-free. It doesn’t cost anything to raise such a cat.

Cheng Qianhuai suddenly realized that Song Jinhe's space was indeed omnipotent. Now it seemed that everything was solved.

It doesn't seem to cause any trouble, it's just an extra mouth to eat.

But what Song Jinhe is most in need of is food.

Her belly was round after eating, and Ling Ding had already fallen asleep with her face turned upward. Song Jinhe found a soft cushion and placed it on the ground to use it as a cat nest.

After everything was arranged, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning. Song Jinhe was used to sleeping in the day and going out at night, so he didn't feel too sleepy.

"I want to eat claypot rice and fried rice cakes today."

She looked at Cheng Qianhuai with a smile: "It would be better if we could have some more fried chicken legs!"

"No problem, you can play by yourself for a while, and I'll call you after you finish cooking."

Cheng Qianhuai put on an apron and walked into the kitchen. The consequences of irritating Song Jinhe some time ago have not yet passed, so he was completely obedient to her.

Although he was originally like this, now he is a little more flattering.

He knows the taste after eating the marrow. He has been alone in the empty room for three days. He always hopes to be warm and sweet in his arms as soon as possible.

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The boring life passed quickly. Bell has been a month old, and now he can walk around the house and play by himself with his belly swaying.

Song Jinhe kept it in the space when he went out. Although he often shuttled between space and reality, the bell did not cause too much panic.

The hot summer days are getting longer and longer, and water resources are getting less and less.

Human beings suddenly discovered that the river that had always been running endlessly had dried up and bottomed out. At most, some moist silt could be seen at the bottom of the river, while other places were basically dry and cracked.

More and more people are dying due to lack of water. Some people actively began to dig underground water, but they could only get a few barrels of turbid water.

Although Building 3 has reserved water in advance, it dare not relax now. Everyone's water is rationed, and distributing it can only ensure that they will not die of thirst and their lips will be split.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai seem to be different people now. After all, their lives are so prosperous that they can't seem to suffer at all. Therefore, they wear hats and masks when going out, and their voices must be hoarse to avoid revealing their secrets.

This made her not want to go out even more. After all, if she was discovered, she would inevitably get into trouble, so she usually just stayed at home and played with the bells, rarely going out, and never going to the market.

Her life was nourishing, but Wen Qiao, who was waiting so hard, was very bored.

She rested at home during the day, and stayed in the tent at night waiting for Song Jinhe to come, but there was no news.

She even wondered if Song Jinhe had encountered any danger or trouble.

No one went out during the day. Wen Qiao was nestled in bed, drinking the ice porridge handed over by Jiang Xu. His lips were red but pouted in dissatisfaction.

"Song Jinhe hasn't come to see me recently. Is she in danger?"

Jiang Xu knew that she cared about it, so he asked someone to find out the information in advance.

"No, maybe it's because of the hot weather. She hasn't been out of the house much recently."

"I want to move in with Song Jinhe, okay Jiang Xu."

Wen Qiao's eyes were bright. In fact, Jiang Xu was usually very busy. Except for his rest time, he was busy working on the market.

She knew that the market was very important to the entire Yuncheng, so she would obediently not disturb him, but she would indeed be unhappy if she stayed alone for a long time.

It's not easy to have a friend. Wen Qiao doesn't want Song Jinhe to come to her forever. She also hopes that she can get closer to him.

Jiang Xu frowned slightly when he heard this: "No, I can promise you everything else, but not this."

Wen Qiao's temper suddenly rose up: "Why not? Why can't it not work if my friend and I live closer?

Do you just have to leave me alone every day? "

Jiang Xu reluctantly put down the ice porridge in his hand, picked up a soft tissue and wiped her mouth: "This is different Xiaoqiao, I still have the burden of Yuncheng Market, and I have to take care of the safety of my brothers.

Now that we live near the market area, anything can be solved immediately, and opening the market is more efficient.

But if you move to the western suburbs, you will have to walk nearly an hour every time you go to the market. The brothers will be tired, and the market control will not be timely. "

He softened his voice and coaxed her: "If you want to see Song Jinhe, can I send someone to bring her? Let her stay with you for a few days to help you relieve your boredom."

Wen Qiao frowned at him and stepped back a little irritably.

"Jiang Xu! What do you think Song Jinhe is?

She is my friend, not a prisoner!

Why do I always have to listen to you? You have taken care of me since I was a child, and now that I have grown up, you still take care of me! "

Wen Qiao was obviously very angry and slapped away those big, sharply knuckled palms, not wanting to be touched by him at all.