Apocalyptic Tundra Age

"Xu Wangqiang?"

Xu Zhonglei pretended not to hear the whispers of the crowd of elders, instead he smiled and summoned his old friends.

"Stop pretending, I saw you, the one in the gray clothes hiding behind, come out!" Xu Zhonglei dropped his tone, and quickly became kind again, "Your injury is almost healed? Why don't you come to my house for a walk for so long? My brother The two of you are separated, come here to talk about the old days."

Xu Wangqiang, who was still relatively thin in gray clothes, walked out slowly. Xu Zhonglei clearly saw that the man's thighs had begun to tremble while walking, and his eyes were full of anxiety like a frightened deer.

Xu Zhonglei could only walk over kindly, grabbed Xu Wangqiang's clothes, and comforted him warmly: "Hey, are the thirty sticks ready last time? Come out to join in the fun today?"

"No..." Xu Wangqiang muttered, but Xu Zhonglei didn't hear clearly.

Whether you heard it clearly or not, Xu Zhonglei was still enthusiastic: "Are you ready? Anyway, the visitor is a guest. The last time I hit you, oh no, I didn't hit you. I just made a suggestion! Anyway. ,Xiaoqiang, you can’t just alienate your brother like this, my house is big, I welcome anyone who wants to come and have a look!”

Xu Wangqiang was about to cry. When he was recovering from his injuries, he secretly went to the village cemetery.There is still a skeleton frame tied to the tree where Xu Hanwen was tied. The top of his head and shoulders are still intact, but his lower body is gone. All kinds of bones are scattered around, and there is no shred of meat. He still wants to walk in a little bit. See if the hanging head has changed beyond recognition, but this mountain forest is really very quiet, you can only vaguely hear a dog barking inside.

Xu Wangqiang looked into the mountains, and always felt that there were dark shadows, and every bird song made people tremble with fear, "Wow——", those are red eyes!It's a dog that eats human flesh!

He ran away as fast as he could, and lost two of his oversized cotton shoes. He didn't even notice that his cotton shoes were missing after running all the way.

When he was first injured, Xu Wangqiang fantasized that he would "kick the Nanshan Nursing Home" to get revenge on Xu Zhonglei and Cheng Yuming who beat him up. He didn't do anything, so why should he suffer?But after seeing Xu Hanwen's tragic situation in the cemetery, Xu Wangqiang became sober in an instant. The most important thing is to live, and the most important thing is life, and people have to learn to be flexible.You mean revenge?I, Xu Hanwen, am a counselor, a proper counselor, a real counselor!

When he came out this time, it was Xu Wangqiang who felt that he was almost healed and followed the village chief.As soon as he saw Xu Zhonglei and Cheng Yuming, he had consciously reduced his sense of existence so as not to be discovered by others.

However, it's really cool to speak ill of the villain, and it's also very enjoyable to hear people speak ill of the villain. Xu Wangqiang still didn't hold back, just laughed twice, and was caught by the villain!

elder brother!elder brother!elder brother!you listen to me!It's not that I want to laugh at you, it's that this joke is too funny, I dare not laugh at you!How dare I provoke you, a god of evil!When Xu Wangqiang was caught, he cried out in his heart, but after holding it in for a long time, he didn't dare to say these words.

"Brother...Brother, thank you for your concern. I'm ready, I'll go to your house when I have time..."

After Xu Wangqiang finished speaking, he heard the devil talking: "Hahaha, it's good to be in good health. I just took the seedlings back to plant the land. Brother, if you want to come to my house, welcome! I don't have anything to eat over there. It's for hospitality. Boiled water is still enough for you to drink." Listen, is this what people say?

The devil continued: "That's right, I've been in Guang'an for a long time, and I've got some bad habits from others, and I'm a little narrow-minded." Xu Wangqiang felt that he was pushing harder.

Xu Zhonglei smiled and said: "I value my own things very much. You are jealous, yes, what about you? My mother? Want to live in my house, want to take my things? Huh?"

"Have you ever heard a sentence? Xu Wangqiang?"

"What... what?"

"With keys, three for ten yuan, do you want to match? Do you want to match? How many do you want to match!" Xu Zhonglei raised his volume, and his tone became more and more angry!

Xu Wangqiang loosened his psychological defense: "Brother! I was wrong! I was wrong! I shouldn't have laughed at you, I shouldn't have gone to your house, I shouldn't have wanted to hit you with a brick... and..."

"Also... I didn't cut down the tree in your house. Xu Tianci said that you are all one family, so it doesn't matter if you cut it down!"

Xu Zhonglei: ... My mother, there are unexpected gains? !

Xu Wangqiang didn't say that he almost forgot that the big Chinese fir that was lying on the wooden beam of his house was cut down by someone in his forest, but he forgot to take it away.So it was my big cousin who did something good?Alas, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me and steal my things.

"Know it's wrong?" Putting aside the windfall, the young man with a pen must beat hard first.

"Wrong! I know it's wrong!"

"Okay, okay, you should know your mistakes, you are a good boy! Brother Shitou doesn't beat you, what are you afraid of? Next time you will come to my house as a guest, and I will pour you some water to drink." Xu Zhonglei felt refreshed after frightening everyone. Continue to comfort this frightened and trembling child.In other words, the effect was better than Xu Zhonglei imagined, but he didn't know why this child suddenly became afraid of himself.Ah, maybe it's the arrogance of domineering!

Xu Zhonglei handed this person over to the village head, and took Cheng Yuming to continue picking vegetable seedlings. Now, the sound of discussions around him disappeared, and no one was making strange laughter in places he couldn't see. Quiet!

As for why you use boiling water for hospitality?The weather is so cold, drinking the well water directly will cause diarrhea, Xu Zhonglei feels that he is still not a bad person, he is too kind.

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After picking out the vegetable seedlings, Xu Zhonglei and Uncle Guosheng agreed to come back to get their own potatoes and sweet potatoes after a while, so they were ready to go back.The vegetable seedlings that Xu Zhonglei took were all varieties that Xu Zhonglei did not have at home, such as tomatoes, sugar cane, and melons.

Although he knew that sugarcane, a tropical crop, would have no good results, Xu Zhonglei still took ten and germinated sugarcane knots decisively.This kind of sweet crop is Xu Zhonglei's fond memories of winter when he was a child. After the sugarcane is harvested in autumn, it is hidden in the cave. This sweet taste can last the whole winter

Think about it, taking a bite of a cool, sweet sugarcane stalk in a dry room, Xu Zhonglei wants to try it even if it may not be viable.

"Brother, look, what's on the outside of their house?" Cheng Yuming pointed to the camp to the east.

Xu Zhonglei glanced over, and was surprised to find that the outer walls of many houses were painted with white things, which looked neat and beautiful.

"Generally, putty powder is used to paint exterior walls, but these days, who can prepare a few large buckets of putty powder for use?" Xu Zhonglei was also curious, "Let's go back first, and go to the village to learn from it later."

Xu Zhonglei guessed that what was painted on the outside was gypsum, which is slaked lime made from limestone on the mountain. In order to ensure that the wall does not fall off, the traditional method would be to add glutinous rice to the inside to enhance the stickiness. It looked good from a distance, but he had never seen it before.

They brought a large woven bag, but Xu Zhonglei and Cheng Yuming went to see the construction results of the villagers first, mainly to see the white wall.Probably because of the fear of rain, the construction scene is in full swing, and several large houses are being covered with tiles against the clock.

The houses in the village were close together. After walking a few steps, Xu Zhonglei squatted down, touched the wall, and rubbed it with his fingertips. The wall had a matte texture, and his hands were also stained with white ash. , the voice was crisp, and the knuckles of the fingers were also stained with a lot of white ash.

"How?" Cheng Yuming asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's just slaked lime. You see, slaked lime will react with water and carbon dioxide in the air, and the wall will become very hard. This kind of wall will fall off piece by piece after three or four years at most. Before that, it can protect the structure inside the wall, and also, it can be beautiful..."

"What you said...so familiar..." Xu Zhonglei felt a sense of deja vu when he was told by quicklime and slaked lime.

"We learned it in chemistry in junior high school. Slaked lime is calcium hydroxide, and the hard shell is calcium carbonate. This thing is really good, and it can also be used as an adhesive between bricks. I remember that the village chief was in charge of firing the kiln. , let’s go find him to see if there is any more slaked lime.”

"Isn't the village chief right there at the shed? Why are you making such a big circle?"

"Cough, cough, didn't you just use my nephew as a raft and mess with him? I have to be a bit more moral, so I'll go back in two days." Xu Zhonglei was also embarrassed when he said it. He just scolded his nephew, It's a bit embarrassing to turn around and have to ask someone else's head.

"Eh..." For this reason, Cheng Yuming was speechless.

"Let's go, let's go home and plant potatoes. The planting lights haven't been installed yet, and the seedlings will be cold in two days." Things have to be done one by one, first plant the vegetables, and then take care of the wall painting Xu Zhonglei didn't have to respond to the village chief's anger for the time being.