Plant Invasion [End Times]

Comrade passers-by swaggered into Shen Kuo's yard, put the bowl Shen Kuo gave him on the living room table, and went out again.

Shen Kuo watched him vigilantly the whole time, and never put down the kitchen knife in his hand for a moment.

He asked that person to wait before, and he went into the yard ahead of time, just to put the food in the yard.Let this person see the strength of their village and let him know that his village has food. This is the only way Shen Kuo can think of. First, stabilize this person so that he does not violently hurt others.Evil people do evil because of despair. Shen Kuo specially showed this person food, hoping to make him feel more appreciative, meaning—see, there is food in our village, which can allow you to live without killing people.

Seeing this guy come in and go out, he thought about it, and clenched the knife in his hand.

He doesn't intend to go out and kill people right now?Shen Kuo hurriedly shouted: "Hey, who is it, what are you doing out there?"

"Take my precious helmet." The passer-by walked back with a smile, and raised his left hand to signal to Shen Kuo that he was holding a helmet in his hand.

"Oh." Shen Kuo breathed a sigh of relief, and without saying anything, he turned his head and went into the kitchen to work on today's meals.

There's no way, let's make a fuss with this guy today, he doesn't need to patrol the village anymore, he's idle, and he doesn't want to stay with this guy, so he might as well make breakfast first.

Pumpkin, cabbage and bamboo shoots are rather strange to be the staple food, but last night they only had these three, and Shen Kuo had no choice. In this special period, the vegetables also had to be eaten as meals.Shen Kuo planned to stir-fry cabbage and bamboo shoots, but he had a little trouble dealing with the pumpkin.He used to eat pumpkin directly by frying it, which saves firewood and cooks quickly.But yesterday there was Sophora japonica, and under the temptation of Sophora japonica rice, he turned the warehouse upside down and finally found a bag of starch. At the same time, he also found a small half bag of glutinous rice flour.

Of course he wanted to save fuel, but he was also a little hungry for pumpkin pie.

Shen Kuo was struggling with a long pumpkin the size of a football when suddenly a gust of wind blew by his ears, and then a deep voice sounded:

"What is the village chief doing here?"

Shen Kuo raised his head with a dark face, and saw the passerby standing at the kitchen door looking at him with a playful smile.

A passer-by walked up to Shen Kuo, and made a look of surprise on purpose: "Ah, I'm preparing breakfast!"

"What is this? Pumpkin! What a coincidence, I just missed the taste of pumpkin pie. Village chief, you are so hospitable. You knew I was coming, and you took out such a big pumpkin to entertain..." Comrade passers-by said and stretched out their hands Touching the pumpkin in Shen Kuo's arms, Shen Kuo slapped it away.

Shen Kuo was speechless, why is this guy so familiar.Who does he think he is?

However, the disturbance from passers-by also made him feel more relaxed. He knew that he wanted to eat as long as he came, so he was afraid that he would keep silent and say that he didn't want anything.

However, this guy is too annoying, who wants to make pumpkin pie for him.

Or fried pumpkin.Thinking about it, he bent down and put the glutinous rice flour he had taken out back into the cabinet.

"What is this?" Comrade passers-by were obviously very curious. Just as Shen Kuo closed the door, he opened the cabinet door without fear of death and patted the bag containing glutinous rice flour.

"Hey? This is a bag of flour? What did you put it back in? Oh, I see, this is glutinous rice flour for making pumpkin cakes!" Comrade passers-by took the glutinous rice flour out of the cabinet with one hand and put it on the Looking at it on the ground, "The village chief is really rich in products, even glutinous rice flour."

"You!" Shen Kuo was offended by this man's shamelessness. He looked left and right, suddenly grabbed the broom in the corner of the kitchen, and slapped passers-by: "Get out! Don't make trouble in my kitchen."

The passer-by covered his face with his left hand and yelled aggrievedly: "Farewell, village chief, what should I do if I did something wrong? Why do you want to beat someone if you don't agree with me?"

If there is anything in this world whose lethality can be compared with King Kong Barbie, it is probably a strong man showing off his cuteness.Even Shen Kuo was very patient and was disgusted by him.

How could this kind of guy who came here to disgust people exist in the world?He should be wiped out by the moon.Unable to bear it, Shen Kuo waved the broom and slammed the passerby's right arm hard.

"Get out—"

"Try hitting again!" The sudden sound made Shen Kuo's heart tremble, and then he found that the broom was held by one hand.

Shen Kuo wanted to pull the broom back, but there was a fatal force from the broom, pushing him back a few steps.

"Bang—" The broom that hit the person was pressed against the wall, and even the person holding the broom was also stuck to the wall.

As soon as Shen Kuo raised his head, he met a pair of deep and emotionless eyes. The coldness in those eyes made his breathing stagnate, as if he had fallen into the abyss all of a sudden, and seemed to be stared at by a cruel wolf. No, to be precise, it should be a ferocious tiger, and he is an unarmed, weak animal with no power to resist. In the next second, this ferocious tiger will violently rise up and bite off His neck or something.Shen Kuo dripped a drop of sweat unknowingly, and even swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

To be honest, he had never been so afraid of this guy when he was holding a gun before. After all, he was not sensitive to guns and the like. Even if he fired the gun twice brutally, it was only through the door. I can't see it, except that the sound is quite deafening, but I don't really feel much.After we actually met each other, he was smiling all the time, making people think he was hateful, but it actually further weakened his sense of danger.This is also the reason why Shen Kuo was very wary of this man, but in the end he couldn't help but dared to beat him with the broom—his slacker who didn't care about anything was so deceiving.

Shen Kuo knew that he was dangerous, but no matter how he knew and warned himself, it was not as direct as being stared at by these emotionless eyes at this moment.

It's so fucking scary, it's like I'm going to die soon.

Fortunately, this dangerous predator didn't bite his neck off in the next second, but let him go after saying something lightly in his ear: "The village chief always calls me a passer-by, I don't know All right."

"Huh—" Shen Kuo breathed a sigh of relief, his legs almost softened.

No, I can't be cowardly.He threw away the useless broom, and then asked stiffly: "You said you were a passerby and I called you that, so what should I call you?"

"I have a name."

"Then your name."

"Miangui's surname is Jin, Jin Shao."

"Oh, Jin Shao."

"I haven't asked the village chief's name yet."

"Shen Kuo." Shen Kuo said concisely.

After hearing this, Jin Shao raised his eyebrows: "Does "Mengxi Bi Tan" have anything to do with you?"

Shen Kuo annoys others to mention this the most. Who knows what his father thought when he gave him this name. He even chose the same name as an ancient celebrity, so that every time he introduces his name, he always makes trouble. Out of such embarrassment.

Shen Kuo's face became a bit stinky: "There is no origin, I started it casually."

"Oh." Jin Shao nodded casually, took another look at the bag of glutinous rice flour he took out, and said, "Then——I won't bother the village chief, oh no, Comrade Shen Kuo made pumpkin cakes?"

"Rolling——" Shen Kuo pushed him out, and closed the kitchen door with a "slap".

Shen Kuo sighed, put the bag of glutinous rice flour on the stove, and began to peel the pumpkin.

On the other side of the door, as soon as Jin Shao went out, his hippie smile disappeared. The muscles on his face twitched, and he wiped the blood seeping from his right hand on the inside of his coat without a trace.

"Hiss—" He took a light breath and muttered softly, "What a fucking lunatic."

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As soon as Shen Kuo's pumpkin pie was steamed, Jin Shao shouted outside: "Master Village Chief, someone is knocking on the door!"

"Got it!" Shen Kuo threw firewood under the stove, got up in disgrace, wiped the black ashes from his face, and went out to open the door for the villagers who came to collect food for the day.

He passed by the living room and saw Comrade Jin Shao lazily lying on the rattan chair his grandfather loved to lie on, shaking his legs and closing his eyes to rest his mind. He looked like an old man who was the reincarnation of his grandfather, and felt depressed.

I'm so pissed off at this guy, he's so busy in the kitchen, this guy is doing his job outside.

"Hey, idler!" he called.

Comrade idlers opened their eyes in confusion: "Where, where are idlers?"

Shen Kuo really wanted to go over and give him a kick: "It's you, Jin Shao! Do you want to have breakfast? I want to watch the villagers distribute food, and I don't have time to watch the fire. Get out and watch the fire."

"Oh, watch the fire, right?" Jin Shao rubbed his eyes, stood up before Shen Kuo really jumped up and hit someone, and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

Shen Kuo walked to the gate of the yard, took a deep breath, and said silently several times: I am the village chief, I want to smile.Only then did he suppress the anger in his heart, squeezed out a mild expression, and opened the door: "You can come in and get the food."

"Today's food is pumpkin, bamboo shoots and cabbage."