The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

There are not many people in the village, most of them are elderly.

There were about twenty people staying overnight in the village.

Some houses in the village were damaged, but some were relatively well preserved.

The elders in the village prepared a big pot of rice for everyone.

A pot of rice, a pot of stew, and a pot of yellow millet porridge.

The food was simple but everyone was satisfied and it was nice to have something hot.

Many people gave money to the five elderly people, but they waved their hands and refused to accept it.

Everyone secretly stuffed the money into the old man's room.

During the meal, everyone gathered together and someone asked the five elderly people,

"Uncle, aunt, doesn't the country ask everyone to move to the city?"

"Yes, living in the city, there are many people, and we can all take care of each other. If something happens again in the future... Hey, look at my mouth!"

Three old men and two old women smiled and explained,

“We can’t get used to living in the city!”

"The house is so small, how can it be as big as our farmyard?"

"I've lived in the village all my life, and I really can't get used to living in a building!"

“It looks more intimate here!”

"The city is too noisy, the countryside is quieter."

Everyone agreed with the reasons given by the elderly people. They thought that since they were so old, there was nothing wrong with being willful for once.

Although natural disasters are frequent now and living in the countryside is really dangerous, too many people have died from natural disasters in recent years and they have become more open-minded.

Some people felt that the topic was a bit heavy and immediately changed the subject.

After finishing the meal, everyone went to rest.

Because Xia Mengyin was a young girl, she was arranged to stay in a relatively better room.

There are remains of glass sheds in the village, and it is obvious that the village was protected during the acid rain period, otherwise these houses would have collapsed long ago.

Later, people moved away and there was no one to maintain the sheds. Coupled with the raging hurricanes, many of the glass sheds were damaged.

Fortunately, the acid rain has ended, otherwise if there had been another acid rain at this time, many people and buildings would have been corroded by the acid rain bit by bit.

A lot of land has also been protected, so some green vegetables are planted in the yard.

The village is very quiet at night. Not only is there no sound of dogs barking, there is not even the sound of insects chirping.

This kind of environment is really suitable for sleeping.

Xia Meng lay on the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

Although she didn't want to treat the five old men as bad people, Xia Meng still remained vigilant.

But to Xia Meng's surprise, after one night, everything was calm and nothing happened.

An old lady knocked on Xia Meng's door and said, "Girl, it's time for breakfast."

Xia Meng responded, quickly put on her clothes and got up.

When she came outside, the moist morning air refreshed Xia Meng, and the low trees around her exuded vitality.

Xia Meng washed her face, brushed her teeth, and walked to where everyone was gathered.

At this time, several elderly people were cooking porridge.

When the old woman saw that everyone had arrived, she said apologetically,

"We don't have anything special to treat you. Breakfast is simple. We boiled salted eggs, steamed buns, and made porridge. Let's make do with it."

Many thanks:

"very good already!"

"Thank you for your hard work."

Some people even offered to help.

Everyone had a smile on their face and the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, so harmonious that it seemed like an intoxicating dream.

Xia Meng was also immersed in it at the beginning, but for some reason, she always felt that she could not fit in. She stood on the edge, quietly looking at everyone, seeing their upturned mouth corners, clear and sincere eyes. It all seemed so beautiful, but Xia Meng felt that it was all too unreal.

Not true?

Xia Meng woke up suddenly. She pulled herself out of that harmonious dream, removed herself from that atmosphere, and observed carefully.

But everyone seemed to be fine.

Everything they said and did seemed so natural that Xia Meng could not find any fault with it.

But she just felt it was inconsistent.

At this time, an old lady handed Xia Meng a bowl of porridge.

"time to eat."

"Oh," Xia Meng nodded and took the bowl subconsciously.

Xia Meng looked at the porridge in the bowl. The porridge was steaming, and wisps of white smoke were rising up and slowly disappearing into the air.

Some people have already started eating.

Xia Meng looked at the porridge in the bowl and the eggs in front of her, but she had no desire to eat at all.

Something's wrong!

Xia Meng has always had a good appetite and she is never picky about food. Any food that she can resist is abnormal.

Xia Meng looked at the people around her and she really wanted to say, don’t eat!

But she had no reason!

What to do? We have to stop them.

"Girl," the old lady saw Xia Meng put down the bowl, so she came over and asked worriedly,

"Are you OK?"

Xia Meng glanced at the old lady and a slightly weak smile appeared on her face.

"It's okay, just... a little uncomfortable."

"Cold?" The old lady was very worried and asked quickly.

"I have some cold medicine in my room. Wait, I'll get it for you."

"No need," Xia Meng said hurriedly, "I'll be fine in a moment."

"Oh, you young people just rely on your youth and don't take yourselves seriously. This is not okay," said the old lady and went into the house to get medicine for Xia Meng.

The old lady came out of the house quickly and handed Xia Meng a box of medicine for colds.

When the people around heard the conversation between the old lady and Xia Meng, they all looked at Xia Meng with concern.

Xia Meng had no choice but to take the medicine. After thanking the old lady, she went back to her room without eating.

The old lady quickly chased into the house, with a kind smile, and put a kettle on the table.

"Girl, here is hot water. If you have a cold, besides taking medicine, just drink more hot water."

"Okay," Xia Meng responded obediently.

Grandma: "I'll bring you the food."

Xia Meng quickly refused, "No, grandma, I... I don't have a good appetite now, I really can't eat."

"How can you not eat?" The old lady disagreed, "How can you get better if you don't eat?"

Xia Meng said firmly, "Grandma, I'm really not hungry."

The old lady seemed not to understand Xia Meng's words and insisted on bringing her a bowl of porridge.

The old lady put the porridge on the table beside the bed and said, "Little girl, you have to listen to me. I've been through this before."

"You have a cold and a poor appetite. You don't want to eat, but you are made of iron and steel. If you don't eat, you will be hungry. If you don't eat, how can you get better?"

Xia Meng looked at the old lady with a touching expression.

"Thank you," Xia Meng said with sincere eyes and a touching face, "Your care for me is like that of my own grandmother."

The old lady smiled even kinder and personally watched Xia Meng take medicine and eat.