At this time, it is considered to be a temporary solution, but everyone is very worried about the situation of Tang Sihuang and others outside, but they can't do anything, because the base is also in chaos due to the solar storm, and the upper level ordered all the soldiers who have been exposed to the sun Quarantine, as for other people, they can't control it for the time being. The other survivors who had been basking in the sun for too long were all nervous with fear. Companions killed each other just in case happened many times. Tang Wen and the others stayed at home and heard rumors from outside screams.
Just yesterday, many people who were exposed to the sun turned into zombies, and the base became even more chaotic, and everyone stayed behind closed doors.
A small number of them aroused their supernatural powers, and took the opportunity to domineering outside, robbing, stealing things, etc. Always, that kind of chaos was more terrifying than the attack of zombies.
Fortunately, Tang Wen and the others did not change. Perhaps it was because the sun exposure time was too short, or perhaps it was due to personal institutional reasons. Everyone was always on guard in the house, attacking those who tried to break in with guns and crossbows, so as to keep the site.
After twenty-four Xiao Shi's quarantines, the army finally appeared in front of everyone, dealt with the soldiers who had turned into zombies, and began to clean up the civilian zombies in the base. The zombies have not been killed yet.
One of the reasons why the base opens early in the morning is to allow more normal people to come in and help. But there is one thing to be thankful for. The zombies that appear in the base are all LI. Although these zombies are not afraid of the sun, they are still relatively easy to deal with.
Only then did Tang Miao understand that it was no wonder that when she saw Tang Xin and the others just now, she found that they were all carrying weapons.
Back home, Aunt Chun hurriedly poured tea and rice for them.
After Tang Miao and the others had a full meal, they washed their faces with hot water, soaked their feet, and took care of themselves before going out with their weapons to help hunt zombies. After all, the base is their common home. If the zombies are not wiped out, They have to move again.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, many survivors who did not have a new ID card also mixed in. After finding a place to live, they were reluctant to go out. The base also turned a blind eye to this. After all, it lost a lot this time. There are few people, and the base can't take care of the issue of abilities until the zombies are wiped out.
However, many people are guessing that there will only be more and more people with supernatural powers in the future, so those who get supernatural powers are complacent.
Although Tang Wu and the others said they were lucky to have escaped the solar storm, they still felt a little regretful in their hearts. It would be great if they could also get the supernatural power.
The operation of cleaning up the zombies lasted until the Chinese New Year. In some dark corners, there must be places that cannot be taken care of. The upper level of the base issued a notice. Once a zombie is found, it will be strangled or reported to the patrol team, and you can have a free meal in the cafeteria. .
Two days before the Chinese New Year, there was another heavy snowfall. Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang went out and brought back several dozen beers, several boxes of bacon, five fat rabbits, and ten dogs pretending to be bought from high-end stores. About a catty of beef, half of pork, plus the previous sheep and dried fish are enough to make a very rich New Year's Eve dinner.
In the morning, we simply steamed a pot of steamed buns and ate the mutton soup, and everyone got busy. Tang Miao was the chief chef on New Year's Eve.
"Aunt Chun boiled water for later use, steamed steamed buns and rolled dumpling wrappers at the same time, Uncle Chun chopped dumplings, Uncle Wen and Uncle Wu killed rabbits and chickens, Tang Xin peeled potatoes and radishes, Tang Yi and Tang San chopped materials, Zhang Wang and Feng Wild boning, Tang Qi pickled dried vegetables and served as logistics.
Charles and Hayward were busy, too—busy drooling over the pot of bones.
As for Tang Sihuang, I'm sorry, he seems like the boss, he just needs to sit on the sofa, drink tea and read magazines with a brazier, and occasionally point out from a distance "the pot is boiling, stir it" or "the bones are too big Yes, chop it smaller."
Everyone worked in full swing, Tang Miao took out the computer and played some festive music like "Gong Xi Fa Cai". Everyone was busy, and quickly copied the atmosphere of the New Year.
"Daddy, come here and roll up my sleeves." Tang Miao and Uncle Chun, who had chopped dumplings, were making dumplings. They just rolled up their sleeves and slid them down again. They glanced jealously at Mr. Tang who didn't have to do anything.
Tang Sihuang walked over unhurriedly, slowly rolled up his sleeves for him, took a look at the dumplings he made, and commented: "The appearance is not very beautiful."
Afterwards, he slowly walked back to the sofa to continue reading.
Tang Miao gritted her teeth secretly, waited for two minutes, and said again: "Daddy, I'm a little thirsty, please pour me a glass of water."
Tang Sihuang didn't have any objection, got up again and poured him a cup of tea, made it warm with cold boiled water, and brought it to Tang Miao's mouth.
Tang Miao took a few sips and thanked her with a smile.
Less than two minutes later, he called again: "Daddy, the plate is full, please change it."
Everyone looked over in amazement, and thought to themselves: It's purely looking for trouble.
Tang Sihuang looked up and looked at Tang Miao with a half-smile, and Tang Miao smiled innocently at him.
Tang Sihuang stood up, simply pulled a chair next to him, continued to read and acted as a supervisor, Tang Miao finally settled down.
Tang Xin and the others couldn't help laughing.
After four o'clock in the afternoon, everything that needed to be prepared was ready, and Tang Miao, Aunt Chun, Tang Chun and Feng Ye started cooking the New Year's Eve dinner.
The "fish" that is surplus every year is a must for the New Year's Eve dinner. Although it is two dried fish, it tastes very fragrant after being cooked by Tang Sen's extraordinary cooking skills. A large plate of chicken, the chicken represents auspicious happiness, and the braised meatballs symbolize a happy reunion. Coriander, evergreen in all seasons--the spinach that Aunt Chun planted in the backyard grows very well, dumplings, symbolizing family happiness, and there are also a few dishes that I rarely have the opportunity to eat since the zombie crisis, potato chips, radish slices, Kelp, cabbage, spinach, mutton slices and meatballs, there is no need to pay attention to other things at this time, how to come as lively, how to eat well.
Everyone listened to the north wind outside the window, sat around the round table and ate vegetables. After toasting each other a glass of wine, the atmosphere became lively, but after a few glasses of wine, everyone became a little sad for some reason. I cried in a low voice, what will happen in the new year? No need to think, no need to answer, raise your glass, do it!
The big men ate vegetables with their stomachs open, and they also drank wine with their stomachs open. They were so drunk that they talked all kinds of drunken words, and the dinner table was a mess.
"Alian, where are you, I miss you so much..."
"Tang Wu, don't take my balls..."
"Look, brother, let me go again..."
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Apart from Aunt Chun, probably only Tang Sihuang and Tang Xin remained sober.
Even Tang Miao was slightly drunk, not because of anything else, but because of his feelings for Tang Sihuang. On this day that should have been very festive, he suddenly felt very painful and lonely, and his eyes were a little sour. After drinking another glass of wine, he moved closer to Tang Sihuang, got into his arms, and kept rubbing against him.
"Daddy... Daddy..."
Tang Sihuang didn't speak, he hugged him tightly with his strong arms, and patted his back lightly. He still held chopsticks in his other hand, and put vegetables into his mouth from time to time, chewing slowly, so calm, Just now everyone was toasting all the time, he didn't have time to eat, and after that, Ai Ah kept crying and laughing, he was not in the mood to eat, and now he can finally fill his stomach properly.
"Father, is Tang Miao drunk too?" Tang Xin was a little amused, looked at the stumbling crowd, and sighed.
"Yeah." Tang Sihuang looked down, Tang Miao's face was red, her eyes were closed, and she muttered in her mouth not knowing what she was talking about, Tang Sihuang couldn't help laughing, and hugged him tightly, Continue to eat vegetables.
"Daddy -- continue filming..." Tang Miao muttered.
Tang Xin heard it very clearly, with black lines all over his head, Tang Sihuang really raised his hand and patted Tang Miao on the back. Tang Xin admired his father very much.
Aunt Chun's sadness was also washed away by Tang Miao's naivety. She couldn't move the big men, so she got up and put a quilt on each of them, and added some firewood to the brazier.
"Father, what do you think will happen next year?" Tang Xin poured a cup of hot tea for Tang Sihuang and Aunt Chun, and ate slowly.
"What? Haven't gotten used to it yet?" Tang Sihuang glanced at him, took out a ball from the hot pot and put it into a bowl.
Tang Xin shrugged and said, "It can only be said that you are used to it, but you are not used to it. You are not worried about the future at all?" Although Tang Miao has enough supplies, the future may become more and more difficult, even in his lifetime. It is impossible to return to the previous prosperous age, as long as he thinks of this, his heart is extremely heavy.
Tang Sihuang smiled lightly, and said softly: "What are you worried about? All I care about is here."
Tang Xin was slightly taken aback, then smiled softly, yes, relatives and friends are all around, everyone is living a good life, in this last days, they are already much better than many people, what else is there to care about? Compared with his father's cultivation base, he is indeed far behind.
Aunt Chun also became relaxed in an instant, the previous sadness completely disappeared, and said full of information: "It will definitely be better in the future."
"Huh?" Tang Miao snorted softly, slowly opened her eyes, and looked around in a daze.
"Are you awake? Eat something more." Tang Sihuang looked down at him.
"Hmm..." Tang Miao's eyes couldn't focus for a long time, and his reaction was very slow. It took a while to understand what Tang Sihuang said. Frowning, he grabbed the chopsticks from his hand and threw them away.
Tang Xin and Aunt Chun were stunned by his rare irritability. The two quietly looked at Tang Sihuang, and were surprised to find that the person they thought would be angry didn't even frown, but slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a little smile in his eyes. Very conniving smile.