Survival in the end of food

Iron Tower Wang Wu was full of guilt, secretly thinking that he must live up to his trust, and he must do his best and never be lazy!

Tian Cheng set out the dishes and invited them to sit down and eat.

The three of them picked a corner and sat down a bit cautiously.

There is a bowl of rice in front of each person, and it is slowly piled up, which is very generous.

Wang Wu and Tieta said a few polite words, and couldn't help it anymore, and took a few mouthfuls of rice uncontrollably. The rice was fragrant and glutinous, and it seemed to be steamed and cooled for a while, and it was especially delicious when mixed with vegetables.

The monkey ate leftover chicken bones, and he couldn't find where to put them in his hands, and he couldn't find a trash can.Zheng Yan noticed his small movements and said, "There is an iron bucket for cinders over there, just throw it in."

The monkey looked at the corner and felt that it was a little far away. He didn't want to leave the dining table at all, even 1.1 meters away. After thinking about it, he wrapped the bone with a napkin on the table and put it in his pocket.

Zheng Yan: "..."

The monkey processed the bones, but did not eat them right away. His face was full of gratitude, he put his palms together, and looked at the table full of food with his eyes closed, muttering words in his mouth.

Hu Fei picked up a bowl of his favorite dish, and asked curiously while eating the bowl, "What are you doing?"

The monkey choked with sobs cautiously and said: "I am praying, thanking the Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Guan Yin Bodhisattva."

Hu Fei: "..."

Tian Cheng burst out laughing, and said: "What are you thinking about, kid? It's just a meal. As for it, let's eat quickly. I'll be busy later. Eat more. The next meal won't be until evening." gone."

The monkey nodded with tears in his eyes, saw the food as if he saw his own parents, and ate small mouthfuls.

Zheng Yan sat aside, looked at him for a while, lowered his head and picked up the rice, and then put several pieces of chicken into the monkey bowl.

The monkey raised his head with a cry, and quickly thanked him.

Zheng Yan had a kind and kind face... yes, he said you're welcome.

Seeing monkeys is like seeing themselves back then. Tian Cheng and the others are lucky. Even though they are in the end of the world, walking on the edge of life and death, they have never suffered the biggest crime in this world...

hunger.

He knows that kind of taste, especially for a person like him who likes to eat, he doesn't want to taste it again in his life.

So seeing them eat so much regardless of their image, his thoughts are different from Tian Cheng's, so why not?Obviously it's very important.

But I can't blame others, after all, I didn't have a personal experience...will...be...

Before Zheng Yan finished sighing, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, turned his head with horror, and saw a pair of burning eyes looking at him.

Zheng Yan stepped aside, "What do you see me doing?"

Huo Xian's eyes fell on his chopsticks.

Except for the three people in the iron tower who were engrossed in eating, everyone at the dinner table rolled their eyes. Zhou Zikang bit his chopsticks and said, "Here it is again..."

Zheng Yan just remembered that he just brought food to the monkey.

Fuck... This person is really a friend, he likes to be jealous even more than girls... Oh no, this is not drinking, it is clearly jealous!

Just as he was about to pick up chopsticks for him, Huo Xian got up and snatched his chopsticks, stuffed his own into his hand, then took Zheng Yan's chopsticks, went to the kitchen to change a new pair and continued to use.

Changing the chopsticks didn't count, and he sat back at the table, his eyes undiminished, and continued to look at him.

Zheng Yan made him lose his temper at all, and he was angry and funny.

He picked up a few chopsticks on the table that Huo Xian usually likes to eat, and quietly put his head towards it, teasingly said: "Is it alright?"

Huo Xian's expression was not very satisfied, and he said calmly: "It's okay."

good?

Huo Xian explained: "The things you put in are different."

After speaking, he pointed to the porcelain basin containing chicken soup.

Zheng Yan was silent for a while, then looked into his eyes, and said affectionately, "Get lost."

Huo Xian: "..."

I knew I couldn't satisfy this person no matter what!Besides, Tian Cheng stewed a chicken and served him the chicken. Maybe he had to pick and choose and say that the parts of the chicken were different. What you gave others was chicken legs, and what you gave me were chicken wings. It was very difficult!

Cooking is slow, with so many dishes, the process is very cumbersome, fried in high heat and stewed in low heat, but it tastes very fast. It only takes about ten minutes for the food to bottom out.

Tieta and Wang Wu wanted to eat the most, but they were the first to put down their chopsticks.

Others share good things with them, but he doesn't dare to be proud of them. He really regards himself as someone else's own, and enjoys other people's gifts as a matter of course. Especially when he just met, he always wants to leave a good impression on others.

Although he was only six percent full, he consciously left the food for others.

The feeling of being unable to eat was too uncomfortable. Tieta and Wang Wu tried their best not to open their eyes. Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Zheng Yan knew from experience that they were not full, so he hurriedly persuaded them to eat.

The two of them made up their minds not to eat anymore, and retreated from the table first.

"I'm full," Iron Tower said, "Really."

Zheng Yan no longer forced himself, thinking that he would fill his stomach with some bread and cakes later.

The room was warm and cozy, Tieta and Wang Wu pushed open the door and walked out, squatting on the steps.

Satisfied, Wang Wu smiled, arched the shoulders of the iron tower, took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and knocked on the steps.

"Oh, I have worn this half pack of cigarettes for many years, and never dared to take it off. Finally, Song Wenwu didn't let me touch it."

Wang Wu handed over one of the iron towers, and the two lit their cigarettes, taking a deep breath with great enjoyment.

"Where do you think their food comes from?" Amidst the smoke, Wang Wu couldn't figure it out. He glanced behind him and asked in a low voice.

The iron tower lock exhaled a puff of smoke, then straightened his neck, and immediately took a deep breath of the second-hand smoke he exhaled, looking very comfortable.

"How do I know?" The iron tower knocked on the ash and sighed: "I want to know too, but this is not something we should ask. It doesn't matter where he comes from, as long as he can eat some, besides, he didn't treat him badly." Why don't we have a hard time finding it."

The most important thing is that the people over there came here specially, told them to remind them, and made it clear that they were not allowed to ask anything they saw, and they couldn't commit crimes knowingly.

For a moment neither of them spoke.