Huh?There is a golden thigh for me to hug!

It is close to the precious land of Luyue Mountain Villa, and the surrounding area does not look so horrible. The frame of the building is basically intact, but many walls and floors are damaged.

It took half a month to start work.

In May and June, the temperature was already very high, and the small generator could not bear the load of the air conditioner, so we had to put a few pieces of ice in the room to cool off the heat.

Going out early and returning late to work every day is just like commuting to and from get off work in the past, but no one will think that life is back on track.

Zombies still exist, and the networks of various institutions have not recovered. Everything reminds them that it is still in the last days.

Zombies outside are no longer seen everywhere now. Sometimes I don’t see any of them when I go out for a day, and sometimes I can meet several groups. Meeting humans is like a bandit descending a mountain meeting a rich man passing by.

After the hottest time, the water in the paddy fields dries up little by little, and the rice turns yellow little by little. The heavy ears of rice lower their heads and turn golden yellow in everyone's eager eyes.

Jiangcheng is only suitable for planting for one season, and the weather is refreshing and pleasant, so they guarded all the crops until they were the most mature, and then began to take them back.

When Ran Xuan came to that rice field again, his eyes were full of full grains. The piles of dry straw here last year were still fresh in his memory. In a blink of an eye, it has been a year.

They passed by here a year ago, and they didn't want to go back. They spent the night here, and then picked cotton and caught pheasants together. The people around them were always there.

Thinking of the strength in his hand, he couldn't help but increase, and he clenched that warm big hand.

"What's wrong?" The voice still reassured him as it was a year ago.

Ran Xuan couldn't help pursing his lips and laughing: "I'm afraid I'll get lost."

Ling Xuan stopped and said seriously: "If you don't mind so many people watching, we can relive the kiss from last year."

His cheeks were hot, and if he could blush, Ran Xun must have become a ripe apple, but now he is relying on himself, and replied nonchalantly: "Last year was at night..." Why does it feel like he is asking for a kiss? .

Ling Xuan squeezed his face, his eyes were full of smiles: "Well, let's go tonight then."

Ran Xuan: "..." Well, spades.

There are two teams guarding the rice fields here, and when they saw people from a distance, they greeted them with cheerful faces: "Station Master, hehe, you come in person, yo, Ran Ran is also here."

The people behind were dissatisfied: "Hey, we are here too, what is this look like?"

The people who greeted them didn't buy it, and joked a few words to lead the way in front, pointing to the people on both sides of the road and saying: "See, it's all white rice!"

That look of pride and complacency, as if boasting about their own children, but in fact, they are the ones who grew up these rice with little care, and now they can harvest a lot, so they are quite proud.

"We all know it's rice, but the key is how to get it back? Pick it by hand? Peel the shells one by one?"

"Maybe it can be set on fire."

"Fuck you! I still use lightning."

Listening to these layman's words, the people here despise silently in their hearts. The ignorance is terrible, but they turn around and explain to their station master with hospitality: "We searched the houses of the surrounding residents, and there are quite a lot of rice threshers. There are big and small ones, we have tried the engine on the car for the small ones, and modified them to work. Don’t worry, the station master.”

"Not bad." Ling Xuan rarely praised.

The man grinned from the corner of his mouth to the ears, and took them to a house where there were several refitted threshers in the garage, ordering the people behind to move them away.

This kind of small machine cannot harvest fully automatically. Only one group of people can cut the rice into small bundles, and the other group is responsible for stuffing them.

The threshing machine suddenly sounded, and the grains were piled up one by one in the small box behind, and then packed into sacks. Taking advantage of the high autumn sun, sun mats were also ready-made, and they were laid on the road next to them. Open to dry.

A hot place always attracts attention, and it didn't take long for a dozen zombies to come over.

Ran Xun was holding a long bamboo pole by the side of the sun mat, covered with a red plastic bag, and waved it as he walked. These mutated birds were not afraid of people at all, and they would not leave until they were hit with a pole.

No wonder there are straw dummies everywhere on the field ridges, they are quite scary in clothes, bang, hit one, fall on the millet to look like stars, and the others fly a little farther away.

Looking at the silly bird kicking on the millet, before he could figure out how to get it out, he was hooked away by a small steel wire. Ran Xuan sighed, is such a small sparrow roasted enough to fit between teeth?

But the man shook his head, "Ran Ran, keep fighting, I'll roast some more for you to eat. Guaranteed to be delicious... Crap! I'll roast some zombies first!"

Seeing the zombie's eyes light up, Ran Xuan called to him, "Let them come over."

Ye Si was also excited, "Why didn't I think of that, ho ho, come, come, I'll find some poles for them."

On the surface, it was Ran Xuan who was asking the zombies in a friendly manner, with sincere eyes, can you help dry the millet, but secretly exerting mental pressure, the zombies nodded in agreement in a hurry.

There are more supernatural beings than zombies here, and they are looking for death when they come here. Only by making them obedient can they survive.

More than a dozen zombies lined up on the side of the road, one every four or five meters, each holding a bamboo pole to scare the birds, very obedient.

I don't care about people who are ready to shoot at any time. Harvesting millet is more important. Zombies and the like, um, let them go first if they help with work.

Sacks of grains were loaded from the threshing machine, placed on the side of the road, and then poured on the drying mat.

Push it evenly with a push board, and the ground is a piece of yellow, mixed with the smell of morning dew and soil. It turns out that this is the smell of a good harvest.

The area of ​​the paddy field is not small, and the people who work are real novices. In addition, they want to dry it before transporting it back. Picked up a lot.

On the first day, let the zombies help watch the birds.

The next day, these few dared not come, smelling the smell of meat and not being able to eat it was too much tormenting the zombies, so they ran away long ago.

As soon as the others came together, they were also pulled as coolies without exception, those who watched birds watched birds, and those who carried things carried things.

On the third day, the black zombies came, and before they could figure out what to do with them, they were blasted away by others from a distance.

But these strong ones were not so smart, they came back after being chased away, and were beaten violently, Ran Xun turned his face away and didn't want to see those idiots.

On the fourth day, someone came to the stationmaster of Lingda University, saying that the person in charge of a base had come to investigate and wanted to see him. Since the person in charge came over in person, Ling Xuan took his little zombie back to the transfer station first.

Ran Xuan hesitated for a while, "Xuanxuan, shall I stay here to help, and then go back with them?" After all, it can drive away the zombies.

Not at all!The last time I had an accident when I was out of sight for a while, now I can't wait to wear it around my waist, when someone looks at his wife and doesn't speak, there is a bit of resentment in his beautiful peach eyes.

Zombie Ran had no resistance to this at all, and when he realized it, he was already dazed and got into the car.

The news of Jiangcheng's bumper harvest spread to every corner of the country. At this time, the purpose of the others' coming was self-evident. Stationmaster Ling was in a good mood, and he held his wife tightly along the way.

The car on the way back was full of stuff, and before we reached the gate, there were people waiting outside, who seemed to line the road to welcome us.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he came here because of his fame. The second young master of the Ling family who sits in Zhenjiang City himself is very likely to be the legendary tenth-level master.

They really can only look enviously at such a location as a transportation hub.

Hearing the news that 'the station master is back' was spreading excitedly everywhere, a few visitors couldn't bear it anymore, they looked at each other, and then walked towards the gate.

Lu Chang always thought that he was doing well with his brothers, but when he came here to compare, he found that they were living a fart.

Ran Xuan moved from someone's lap, jumped out of the car first, turned around and stretched out his hand to the person in the car, his eyes flashed slyly, and the corners of his mouth curved into a particularly gentlemanly arc.

Ling Xuan didn't mind at all and jumped off his daughter-in-law's hand, and took the opportunity to pull people inside.

As the flow of people is getting bigger and bigger, many thoughtful women can't move when they see him, encountering various injuries and various seductions by chance, Ran Xuan hums silently, letting the man take him everywhere. Show affection.

His Xuanxuan╭(╯^╰)╮.

Lu Chang flicked his eyebrows. It is rumored that Second Young Master Ling has an extraordinary demeanor and attracts countless people to chase him, but he likes men. Is it true?

But Young Master Ling's appearance is really outstanding... Ahem.

After exchanging pleasantries, they basically cut to the chase. Lu often traded wheat for rice.

"We're following the weather. Now that the batch has been harvested, we're heading north. It happens to be planting winter wheat. Anyway, we can find a place to stay wherever we go."

This is indeed a way to survive now, so that you can have food all year round, which is cool.

Ling Xuan looked at the person and said, "I'm afraid of winter, it's the same as last year."

Lu Chang touched the non-existent beard, "We have thought about this too, there is always a way. I believe Young Master Ling also knows."

Ling Xuan was noncommittal, "Then I look forward to your winter wheat."

In addition to rice, corn and peanuts have also been collected one after another, dried and put into warehouses. Several granaries have been prepared, and all the original basements have been used.

Vegetables in the greenhouse grow fast, and sometimes the supply exceeds demand when they are all mature. If there is any excess, they put ice cubes in plastic wrap and store them in the basement.

It can't be stored for a long time in this way, and it doesn't keep fresh forever like space.

Everyone in the room looked at Shang Yike.

Stationmaster Ling said, "Ten bags of each kind, full."

Shang Yike was a little nervous, "Aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

The others smiled, "Where can you go?"