food crisis [end times]

Xiao Lu took the initiative to talk to Xiang Luo, and even offered to have badger seed oil at home, which can treat the frostbite on Xiang Luo's hands.

Only then did Xiang Luo raise his eyes to take a closer look at Xiao Lu.She's really good looking, kind of beautiful.And there was a bit of light in a pair of eyes.Seeing Xiang Luo sizing her up, Xiao Lu lowered his eyebrows and looked away, a little shy.

Xiang Luo didn't quite understand what he meant, so he just smiled and said, "That's really troublesome, it's normal to be frozen in the cold weather."

"It's not a troublesome thing. I was scared that day, thanks to you going into the yard to take a look again. I felt better when I saw that you went in and nothing happened, otherwise I would have been scared to death because of my cowardice. Thanks to the coincidence at that time, I could Let me see people. Otherwise, I won’t be able to get well in the past few days. My mother-in-law still recites the Buddha’s name, saying that it’s a blessing for the family to eat fast and recite the Buddha’s name.”

Xiang Luo was also terrified when he saw the scene of the old couple. He had killed zombies several times.

I don't know who among the few old men said with a mocking smile: "Why don't you say that there must be an old man at home, who can help with something."

Xiang Luo looked over coldly, the person who spoke seemed to feel that what he said was too much, he hid back, and then turned around, Xiao Lu's eyes were red.

Both she and her mother-in-law are widows, is this for her to hear?Laugh at her for not having a man in her family?

Or did she start booing after chatting with other men?

No matter what the reason is, it is full of malice towards Xiao Lu, a young widowed young woman.

In fact, the man who spoke may just speak without thinking, and there is no such great malice.

But in reality, the biggest harm to people is often such seemingly inadvertent words that hurt people the most.

Seeing that Xiao Lu was silent, Xiang Luo said, "It depends on what kind of man you are. Only those who can earn a living and do good things for the family are indispensable. If you really want to drink a lot of money and make a lot of money, you can do nothing." If you don’t eat soft food, then it’s better to have nothing. In most families, most of the children can raise the children after the death of the father, but there are not many children who can raise the children after the death of the mother. A beggar mother should not be an official father."

Xiang Luo was helping Xiao Lu to speak, but in fact, he was also stepping down the steps of the man who spoke rudely.

Fortunately, the man was not too stupid. When he saw the steps Xiang Luo gave him, he borrowed the slope and said to the donkey: "That's right, I heard that the guy at the west end of the village drank a lot of wine all day long and beat his wife. The old man and his daughter-in-law are at odds, and he doesn’t do anything and asks his parents for money. Before the daughter-in-law said she wanted to get a divorce, he just pestered her and refused, and had been making trouble for several years. It’s better to be alone. No matter how tired you are, a woman can at most slow down, there’s nothing she can’t do.”

In the Northeast, since the beginning of industrial development, men and women are paid the same wages. In the production team, men and women are the same, and men and women in the factory also do similar jobs.It has been three or four generations now, and the biggest advantage is that the sense of gap between men and women has been reduced.

Those who keep saying that there are no gentlemen in the family can't do it, in fact, some of them are the last bit of pride and stubbornness of being that man.

Xiao Lu looked at Xiang Luo gratefully, and Xiang Luo only nodded to her, and then found another topic to talk to the people over there, changing the topic, today they also brought Xiang Luo with them when they were chatting. A little closer to each other.

At the end of the day, when Xiang Luo returned home and thought about Xiao Lu, he always felt that there was something wrong, but he also felt that he was thinking too much.Widows who are unemployed and dependent on their mother-in-law, communicate with the people around them more, and it is easier to find someone to help if something happens after a little friendship.Otherwise, it would be really difficult for the old and the young to live in this world, which is understandable.

So Xiang Luo didn't tell Zhu Yan about this matter. At ten o'clock in the evening, Xiang Luo made the bed and filled the hot water bottle.After changing the clean water and dog food for Nao Nao, he simply took a shower and went back to the house, just in time to see Xiang Luo sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals writing something.

Xiang Luo took a look, but saw that it was written in English. Xiang Luo could barely recognize a few words, but he couldn't connect them.

"What to write?" Xiang Luo asked.

"Write whatever you want." Zhu Yan continued writing without raising his head, Xiang Luodang was about to turn around and get into bed, Zhu Yan knocked on a tube of ointment next to him, "Your."

Xiang Luo picked it up and saw that it was chilblain ointment.

My hand has been frozen for two days, but today it looks a little scary.

"Where did you get it?" Xiang Luo didn't remember having this at home, nor did Zhu Yan bring it.

"It's a replacement." Zhu Yan didn't even look up.

"Trading system?" Xiang Luo asked in a daze.

Zhu Yan responded, and Xiang Luo felt different when he looked at the ointment again: "Is it specially changed for me?"

Zhu Yan didn't speak, Xiang Luo pulled up a stool and sat beside Zhu Yan, deliberately asking: "It's quite expensive."

Zhu Yan glanced at him, and said coldly: "If you like it, you don't need it."

Xiang Luo smiled brightly, opened the package and squeezed the ointment to apply on his hands: "Why don't you use it, my hands hurt too. By the way, someone told me to get me badger seed oil during the day, saying that it would cure frostbite. "

Zhu Yan raised his eyes after hearing this: "Who is it?"

"The one on the same street is the woman who was the first to discover Lao Zhao and his wife before." Xiang Luo said.

"Girl?" Zhu Yan asked.

"Little daughter-in-law," Xiang Luo said, "but my husband turned into a zombie before, and now he lives with the old lady. Isn't it just to have two meals when he comes out to patrol in this cold weather? It can be seen that life is not easy."

Xiang Luo said without any desire to live while applying the ointment to himself, Zhu Yan reached out and took the ointment away from his hand, twisted the lid and threw it into the drawer.

"It's not finished yet." Xiang Luo went to get it, but Zhu Yan held the drawer and didn't let go.

Xiang Luo blinked, reflecting for a long while and finally got the hang of it.

Zhu Yan also felt that his reaction seemed a little too big, but when he turned around, he saw Xiang Luo looking at him with a smile.

For a moment, he couldn't hold back, Zhu Yan asked back with a dark face, "What are you laughing at?"

Xiang Luo didn't answer, just smiled, and the smile became more and more happy, showing his big white teeth.

Zhu Yan panicked with embarrassment, closed the book and turned around, undressed and got into bed.

Xiang Luo didn't want to apply the ointment anymore, and took off his clothes when he turned around.Lying on the bed and turning off the lights, Xiang Luo rubbed against Zhu Yan's direction. Zhu Yan stretched out his legs and stepped on Xiang Luo's waist to prevent him from making such golden movements.

Xiang Luo felt the cold soles of his feet, and put his feet on his stomach with his calf: "It's hot here."

Zhu Yan pulled his foot back.

Xiang Luo looked at Zhu Yan with his arms under his head. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, but he could feel the back of Zhu Yan's arrogant head.

"Angry?"

"No." Zhu Yan couldn't do anything wrong, and he had no reason to be angry at all.But I just don't feel refreshed.Especially Xiang Luo's wanton smile, it's too dazzling.

"If you don't want to, I will ignore her in the future." Xiang Luo lowered his voice.

Zhu Yan paused, and only sneered: "Do you know what is special about you?"

"Huh?" Xiang Luo didn't know.

"Take yourself too seriously."

Zhu Yan tightened the quilt around her body and didn't speak again.

But Xiang Luo was bubbling with happiness because he felt his strong jealousy.

"You don't have to worry about what I'm talking to anyone else," Xiang Luo said softly, looking up at the invisible ceiling, "I only see you and other people in my eyes."

After that, the two of them never spoke again that night.

Xiang Luo didn't talk too much, and he didn't press too hard.It's enough to just say a few words, and both of them understand in their hearts.

Early the next morning, Xiang Luo had a meal, applied chilblain ointment, and continued to patrol happily.

Xiao Lu really brought badger oil to Xiang Luo, but Xiang Luo declined and said with a smile: "My brother has chilblain ointment, and he has already applied it on me. Look, it is much better than yesterday. This thing is rare. If you can’t put it away, I won’t bother you. It might be of great use if you keep it.”

After Xiang Luo's words came out, Xiao Lu's eyes obviously dimmed a lot.After Xiang Luo finished speaking, he found a topic to chat with other people, and Xiao Lu didn't talk much that day.

When the shift was about to end, Xiao Lu went out to go to the bathroom, and someone approached Xiang Luo as if watching the excitement, and said, "Why are you ignoring him?"

Xiang Luo raised his eyes to see his playful face, and knew he was watching the fun: "When did I ignore it?"

"Look at you, the little girl is not bad looking, she has already taken the initiative to talk to you, you can't be so confused." The man raised his eyebrows after finishing speaking.

Xiang Luo raised his leg and gave him a kick: "You wake up, don't hurt me if I'm bad, I'm thick-skinned and say it casually, you have the nerve to make fun of him if his widow is unemployed?"

This is just a joke, no one will take it seriously.

But Xiaolu's identity is indeed a bit embarrassing, at least in the countryside.Because she is a widow, she is still young and beautiful.Since ancient times, there have been many disputes in front of the widow's door.Generally, women whose husbands have died in the village will either go to settle in the city, or stay behind closed doors in the village unless necessary, reducing their contact with others so as not to cause gossip.

The gossip in the village is that spitting stars can drown people, and their spitting stars are even more malicious to women, especially women who have lost their husbands.Xiang Luo doesn't like these things very much, and he can't stop them, at least he can guarantee that he won't get involved.

Seeing that Xiang Luo didn't like jokes in this aspect, the man finally restrained himself and didn't continue this topic.

Instead, the uncle of a team smiled and asked: "Isn't this also about you? Haven't you found someone yet? It was hard to find before, but it will be more difficult in the future. If you want me to tell you, don't be too picky. It’s not very good, what else should I choose? Just find someone who can wash, cook, and have children for you, and everything else is secondary.”

Xiang Luo didn't answer at all, but it happened that Xiao Lu came back, and the whole room became quiet.

It is a joke among the gentlemen to make jokes among themselves, but there is no reason to say it in front of people.In fact, everyone felt that her life was not easy.Nobody is that vicious.

After the day was over, we went to the village committee together for a handover. On the way, we saw a man coming out of his house and yelling at Xiang Luo and his group outside.

The author has something to say: Dafengtian couldn't hear what he was shouting, so Xiang Luo waved to the rest of the team, and walked over by himself in a few steps.

I followed the man directly into the house, only to hear what the man said: "There is a thief in our house! Just now I saw it running out of the window with my own eyes! Come and have a look! It's in the Westinghouse! You said it was in broad daylight Just come and steal!"

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If there is no accident, the next one will be at three o'clock in the afternoon~ that is, 15 o'clock~

Where is mine~