Liu Qiaoer washed a handful of green vegetables, which were lush and green.
Cui Boxiao asked again: "Just now I heard that other people in your village also planted vegetables?"
Liu Qiaoer nodded: "It has been raining for three months. The crops have been harvested, and some of the vegetables in the fields have rotted in the fields."
"After all, they are from the countryside and like to grow something at home. When the weather gets cold, they move the chickens they raise into the house, and also the vegetables they grow in foam boxes."
The house was still relatively warm. Some families had tomatoes, green vegetables, onions and so on. Although not much, it was better than nothing.
With domestic chickens, you can continue to eat eggs.
Cui Boxiao nodded: "In the countryside, the houses are big, there is more firewood, and there is more land. This kind of planting is almost impossible in the city, so it has to be done in the countryside."
Lunch is ready, a plate of braised pork, a plate of braised spareribs, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, a plate of scrambled eggs with peppers, a bowl of tomato and egg soup, and a big pot of rice.
Cui Boxiao, with a plump belly, couldn't help but sigh: "This is the most comfortable meal I've had in half a year."
Cui Boxiao has already looked for his relatives, and his parents have been settled in another village, some distance away from here.
After Cui Boxiao found his younger brother, he contacted them. His parents asked him to stay and take care of his younger brother. Since Cui Boxiao knew that Liu Qiaoer had no shortage of supplies, he stayed.
All cities are gradually returning to normal. The so-called normal means providing a safe place for those who are still alive, with water, electricity, and the internet, and it is convenient for someone to deliver food to them.
No one in the city knew where they were assigned. It was said that high-ranking officials and community workers brought them food.
Some of those on the lower level were transported away, and some found their own relatives.
After everyone was almost settled and supplies were distributed, a new round of census and statistics began.
Liu Qiaoer and Cui Bohao didn't need to count because they had just counted and there were 208 people in their own village, plus 200 outsiders, which was exactly 408 people.
The list is reported to the village chief, the village chief reports it to the township chief, and the township chief reports it further up the chain.
It will take at least three months before the exact population number can be calculated.
It was time for the armed police officers and soldiers to deliver supplies to the villagers. This time there was no meat, but rice, eggs, sausages, and some processed dried vegetables.
Village Chief Wang asked Liu Qiaoer and others to help unload the goods and distribute them to each household.
Lu Ming came again. This time, he did not ignore Liu Qiaoer like last time. Instead, he came to Liu Qiaoer as soon as he arrived.
"Has anything happened in your village recently?"
Liu Qiaoer was slightly stunned: "What are the details? There are many things happening, something happens every day."
Lu Ming pursed his lips and asked: "Do your people have wooden warehouses?"
Liu Qiaoer looked at Lu Ming closely and asked, "Did they say that ordinary people can't bring wooden cans?"
This rule actually still exists now. Liu Qiaoer has actually forgotten when it was banned. However, since she was born, this rule has been relaxed. Except for ordinary people in the underground city, who are not allowed to have wooden warehouses, people who survive outside are not allowed to have wooden warehouses.
Lu Ming nodded solemnly. Liu Qiaoer thought for a moment and suddenly said, "Did you find something? Or is there someone with a Mu Cang injury?"
Lu Ming touched his nose, pulled Liu Qiao'er aside, and said in a low voice: "Yes, we found a body on the way here. It was a male, in his thirties, with a strong physique. Generally speaking, people like him are not easy to die."
A male in his thirties with a wound on his leg. Who else could he be but a violent man
Liu Qiaoer told her about the violent man and his men who were trying to break into her house.
"You know my temper. I can't tolerate any harm. But I didn't beat him to death. I just taught him a lesson. If he was willing to give in, I would have given him medical treatment. I didn't expect..."
Unexpectedly, the man had such a bad temper that he wanted to leave the village. Although the village was not far from the urban area, it was so cold that no one could stand staying outside for half an hour.
Not to mention that the man had walked so far and had a leg injury. If he fell down, he would be finished.
The corpse that Lu Ming saw was his.
After listening to Liu Qiaoer's narration, Lu Ming didn't say anything. At this point, if Liu Qiaoer didn't protect herself, it would be really difficult for her to survive.
Lu Ming sighed softly: "Anyway, there are many people who died in accidents. Don't worry, I have already dealt with the person. As for the injury on your leg, no one knows about it except me. You should be careful next time."
Liu Qiaoer nodded: "You won't confiscate that thing, right?"
Lu Ming shook his head gently: "There are some things I won't hide from you. There are some security guards at the Public Security Bureau who were lost during disaster relief and mission execution. Some of them even have their bodies missing. They all have wooden magazines on them, but I don't know how many bullets they have."
"So our superiors require us to fight back without warning if we encounter danger and take back the dangerous weapons. You know, if this thing falls into the hands of criminals, the consequences will be disastrous."
Liu Qiaoer didn't say anything else, but Lu Ming didn't continue to ask about Mucang.
While Liu Qiaoer and Lu Ming were talking, Cui Boxiao, who came to help, quietly asked his brother.
"Haohao, who is this man?"
Cui Bohao glanced at Lu Ming and said, "Officer Lu, he is a member of the armed police."
Cui Boxiao: "He seems to be very familiar with Sister Liu?"
Cui Bohao nodded. "Three or four months ago, Officer Lu broke his leg while helping our village repair houses. He stayed at Sister Liu's house for three months and just recovered and returned to the army. You see, he can't use force on that leg. It's not noticeable when he walks slowly, but when he walks fast, he limps a bit."
Cui Boxiao: "It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone."
While working, Cui Boxiao stared at the two of them. After a while, he suddenly asked.
"Did Sister Liu's man die outside?"
Cui Bohao glanced at his brother in surprise: "Why are you talking like that? He's her man, why are you cursing him to death?"
Cui Boxiao scratched his eyebrows and said, "This is my guess. If her husband is not dead, her original workplace and residence are not far from here. Why didn't her husband come to see her? He must be dead."
Cui Bohao was annoyed: "We are still interested in each other. If you are guessing like this, why don't you ask when you get home later?"
Cui Boxiao laughed dryly: "I just think she is very close to Officer Lu. I thought she lost her man and found a lover."
Cui Bohao frowned: "Brother, why are you so vulgar? Is this how you chat with people abroad? It's too uncivilized."
Cui Boxiao spread his hands and smiled scoundrelly.
I saw Liu Qiaoer and Lu Ming were still chatting, and I tried to hold it in, but couldn't.
He shouted loudly, "Sister Liu, this batch of supplies is almost distributed. Come and take a look. The village chief said we need to give them a list of what they need."
Liu Qiaoer and Lu Ming had just finished chatting, and she replied crisply, "I'm coming."
Lu Ming was worried about her: "You must pay attention to your safety. If you need anything, call me immediately."