The crowing of cocks and barking of dogs could be heard throughout the town, waking up everyone.
Fu Anan came out rubbing her eyes and saw Fu Yizhi who just came to check on the situation. "Brother Fu, what's going on?"
"have no idea."
As Fu Yizhi spoke, he opened the curtain next to him.
There was nothing on the dim street.
People in several nearby farmhouses began to scold the barking livestock.
After a while, some people came out to discuss what had happened with a few good neighbors.
Half an hour later, the sounds of chickens, ducks, cats and dogs gradually disappeared, the people who were talking went back to their homes, and the town slowly returned to peace.
"Go to sleep first, it should be fine tonight."
Fu Yizhi lowered the curtains and said.
Just as Fu Yizhi said, the second half of the night passed peacefully.
On the seventh day in Flower Field Town, the police sent people to go door to door to count the population and distributed one month's food rations to everyone.
These foods are almost dispensable to the residents of the small town who have relatively ample supplies at home.
But it's reassuring.
The residents were discussing when the damn dome would be opened, and most of them had forgotten about yesterday's incident. Occasionally someone mentioned it, but it was just brushed aside. Roosters crowing and dogs barking at night were common, and it was not a rare thing.
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Of course, Fu Anan and his friends also received the food distributed by the police station.
Looking at the bag of rice in the kitchen, Fu Anan thought for a moment, "Brother Fu, do you want to eat rice candy?"
"What?"
“It’s just a little snack… made with rice.
I can tell you haven’t eaten it.”
Fu Anan smiled proudly, "You'll know when I make it."
As she said this, she put on a little apron and went into the kitchen.
Prepare a pot of hot oil, then pour the rice in batches. Pick it up after all the rice floats up.
Mix the fried rice and nuts together.
Then put it into a mold and cut it into small pieces after it cools down.
Fu Yizhi, who was reading the town's newspaper from a few days ago, suddenly had a piece of paper stuffed into his hand.
"Brother Fu, try it!"
Looking at the strange-looking pastry in his hand, Fu Yizhi said calmly, "... Don't you think you've turned this survival game into a cooking game?"
"What's a rice game? This is a food game."
Fu Anan, who was sitting next to him, corrected him, "Isn't this conditional? Anyway, you can't avoid it. Instead of dealing with it passively, you might as well live well."
When Fu Yizhi heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
It is undeniable that having a silly guy like Fu Anan around can make people feel very good.
Fu Yizhi sat on the sofa in the living room, while Fu Anan carried a small stool to the small courtyard of the villa.
While eating, he looked at the trap he had set.
Occasionally reach out and adjust the position of the broken glass, making sure the sharpest parts are facing upwards. If any living creature falls on it, they will never come back!
The rice candy was crispy and crunchy, and it quickly attracted a few ants when it fell to the ground.
Then groups of ants formed a line to transport the few grains of rice dropped by Fu Anan.
"Here, I'll give you another big one."
Fu Anan looked at the group of ants, crushed some in his hands and put them on the ground.
Looking at a group of little ants holding rice crumbs and walking by under her feet, Fu Anan maliciously blocked them with her fingers.
Fu Yizhi, who was sitting in the living room, frowned when he saw this, "Fu Anan, are you picking up food from the ground to eat?"
Fu Anan, who was feeding the little ants, was slightly stunned, and then loudly retorted, "Brother Fu, I'm feeding ants!"
(End of this chapter)