[Apocalypse] is not food reserves!

The little black duck asked Feng Ming to fasten his buttons obediently while raising his head, "Why is it so noisy outside?"

Feng Ming kept moving his hands while answering: "The base is sending out warm clothes."

The little black duck took a few glances out of the window, and could vaguely see the crowds in the square.

Everyone can receive at least one piece of warm clothing and a bowl of thin porridge every morning. People were finally able to come in, and the death of the former base leader due to "myocardial infarction" was quickly forgotten by people. People don't care who is in power at all. As long as the base can be managed well, it can bring benefits to people. Even a pig can be the leader.

Chen Yao: "The superpowers and teams who are ready to move seem to be suppressed. This Li Wentao has some skills, but he seems to say that we are on his side."

Lu Li clicked his tongue: "Obviously it's just cooperation once, what a thief. With the current capabilities of our team, if we stand on his side, other people will have to weigh their rebellion, let alone we rejected them before." Li Wentao will be able to use us easily."

Lu Li rubbed his chin again, and continued as if asking and answering questions: "But it doesn't matter. After two days, the heavy snow that the boss said has stopped, and we have to leave again. Before we leave, we will blackmail him a lot. "

……

The heavy snow finally arrived as scheduled, and a more severe natural disaster swept across. Even if people had prepared in advance, it was still difficult for people to resist the power of nature. In front of nature, human beings are like a drop in the ocean.

Thousands of miles are frozen, and the road is blocked by heavy snow.

The only good news is that the heavy snow also brought trouble to the zombies' actions, and seemed to numb their sense of smell. There was no threat around the base for the time being.

The little black duck held a cup of hot cocoa and sat on a cushion beside the fire.

The big white goose was sitting on his feet, and his feet were warm from the position of hatching eggs.

The fire in the stove was provided by Chen Yao. The fire of fire-type supernatural beings has a characteristic, as long as it is well controlled, it can burn for a long time with only a little fuel.

This is very demanding for supernatural beings, but it is not difficult for Chen Yao.

Little Black Duck unpacked a package of marshmallows, forked it with a fork, and slowly roasted it near the fire until the surface was slightly charred, then switched to the other side and continued roasting.

Bake one and eat one, and occasionally put one in the mouth of Shi Shi and Meimei who are concentrating on learning pinyin and arithmetic.

Lu Li was so greedy, he squatted and rubbed over, and opened his mouth to the little black duck: "I'll share the slices too."

The little black duck glanced at him, and immediately stuffed the marshmallow into his mouth, and complained with a bulging mouth: "Feng Ming, Lu Li wants to grab food from me!"

Chen Yao, who was also warming up next to the fire, went over and swung her palm up: "Why do you even snatch the children's snacks?"

Lu Li grinned and covered his head. Before he could complain, Feng Ming turned his gaze away.

Stared at by the death ray, Lu Li immediately surrendered consciously: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, little ancestor Pianpian, the marshmallows are all yours, and the cola potato chips and chocolates are all yours."

The little black duck, whose cheeks were swollen by the sugar, nodded expressionlessly.

Well, it is indeed all mine, and the excrement shoveler is also mine.

Swallowing the last piece of roasted marshmallow, the little black duck looked at the vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, thinking in a daze that when he was a child, he almost died on a snowy night, and finally froze at the door of his family and was killed by the mistress of the family. I found it, I was taken into the house, and I felt alive after blowing it with a hair dryer for a long time.

He still remembered that the hostess had a very warm smile, and there was a child in that family, but his facial features were not clear. He was full of warm clothes at that time, and the whole family would eat hot pot together on those two days when it was extremely cold. Every time, the little black duck would look at them enviously in the small nest they specially made next to them.

In the end, after the injury healed, I ran away secretly, and it took another two years before I mustered up the courage to visit with flowers representing gratitude, and found that they had moved away.

Never met again.

Suddenly a gust of wind hit the window, making a bang bang sound, which pulled the little black duck out of his memory.

The little black duck who came back to his senses: "Let's have hot pot for dinner."

Lu Li: "Why are you thinking about what to have for dinner just after eating roasted marshmallows, Pian Pian is really a pig."

Guo Yigao shook his head in disapproval: "Pianpian is just a child with a long body, and it is a blessing to be able to eat." After speaking, he showed off his muscles with a wave of hands, indicating that it is best to grow like himself.

The little black duck frowned and corrected seriously: "I'm not a pig, I'm a duckling, and I'm no longer a child."

Lu Li: ... I don't know why I have a cute and explosive face in my brain, but I have a body with strong muscles like a boxer.

Lu Li... shivered.

Feng Ming, who loved his wife unconditionally, even stood up straight away, and then took out a bunch of ingredients and a special pot for hot pot from the space.

The two children left the homework assigned to them by Chen Yao, clapped their hands and came over: "Okay! Eat hot pot!"

Ignite the fire to boil the water, and the eight precious jade food is steaming and enjoyable.

Through the smog, the little black duck saw Feng Ming's eyes that seemed to be intoxicating, as if there was some kind of attractive magic power, looking at it seemed to be drunk.

His face was red and hot, and the little black duck stretched out his hand to caress his cheek, but he obviously didn't drink alcohol.

"Come on, cheers! May we all get better and better!"

Chen Yao, who was already slightly drunk, stood up with a meatball in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

The little black duck also stood up with everyone, touched everyone's cups and drank the liquid in his own cup in one gulp.

Meimei held the juice and reminded: "Brother Pian Pian, you drank it wrong."

Only then did the little black duck realize that what he was holding was not a glass of juice, but a glass full of beer.

No wonder it tastes weird...

The scene in front of my eyes began to blur, and the words in my ears gradually faded away.

Feng Ming hugged the limp-sleeping little black duck with a helpless face: "He's drunk, I'll take him back to the room first."

Then he took people away.

The few remaining people looked at each other.

Lu Li took a sip of wine: "Ha, Pian Pian can drink a glass of beer." Lu Li, who is famous for his drink in the army, had a pile of empty wine bottles scattered around his feet.

Chen Yao: "No accident will happen."

Guo Yigao took a piece of beef and chewed it in his mouth: "What's the matter, isn't the boss watching?"

"It's only dangerous if the boss is inside."

"..."

Shitou and Meimei looked curiously at the three adults who suddenly fell silent.

inside the room.

Feng Ming looked at the little black duck who couldn't get off his body with a headache.

Originally thought that he had good wine, and would just sleep peacefully when he was drunk, but he didn't expect to start making a fuss as soon as he was about to put him on the bed, trying to pick and pull himself like a koala.

Dragging the boy's soft butt with his hands, Feng Ming didn't know whether this was a reward or a punishment for himself.

Feng Ming patted the boy's elastic buttocks and said helplessly: "Don't make trouble, come down."

The little black duck who was slapped was very dissatisfied, bit Feng Ming's ear and licked it.

Feng Ming snorted, it was the first time he realized that his ears were so sensitive.

Randomly wiped the little black duck's body with a wet towel, and then stuffed him directly into the quilt.

The little black duck looked at him with an aggrieved face: "Why don't you come in, do you not love me anymore?"

Feng Ming was defeated by those big watery eyes, so he had no choice but to lie down too.

The little black duck quickly restrained Feng Ming's body with his hands and feet, looked at him with blushing cheeks, and said with a smile: "I caught you, you are mine now."

After finishing speaking, she put on a small face again, and said fiercely, "If you dare to escape, I will lock you up and take you away in a small bottle."

Feng Ming's heart trembled because of the cuteness, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, I won't leave."

After waiting for a while without sound, I lowered my head and found that the boy had fallen asleep.

Pulling him into his arms, Feng Ming sighed and patted him on the back like a child, sending him into a deeper sleep with gentle and comfortable force.

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My hands are so cold, my typing speed has slowed down QUQ