Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 140 Invitation

At around seven o'clock in the morning, people staying in the temporary camp in the low-rent area were already busy.

Some risked walking up the stairs to get important items home, while others lined up to recruit foremen to work with the construction team to repair the building.

The monitor in charge of house quality control also arrived. Granny Meng followed him long ago and learned that the residential building where she lived was extremely dangerous and at risk of collapse. Reinforcement repairs alone would not be able to restore the main structure.

Suddenly, sighs, arguments, and all kinds of sounds mixed together, and the whole low-rent area was as noisy as a vegetable market.

Granny Meng also made a fuss for a while, but the landlord hadn't arrived yet. The landlord in charge of their building said, "The landlord has other buildings, and the rent is a little higher. If you have nowhere to go, you can temporarily move to other buildings."

This was said lightly, but when they heard that the rent would be more expensive, everyone disagreed and demanded a refund of the remaining three months' rent so that they could find a new house.

When the landlord heard this, his face changed drastically. He had to return the rent he had received. This only proved that he was not doing his job well, so he didn't dare to tell the landlord about it.

The two sides started arguing, and Grandma Meng's throat was dry from quarreling. She guessed that it would take a long time to come out with the result, so she called Meng Er and ventured back home through the stairs. They moved the stove, coal briquettes, a table, chairs, benches, bedding and mattresses that could be used in the house into the tent.

If these things are not moved now, when it's dark at night, someone might sneak into the building and steal them.

When the mother and son just went upstairs, they saw someone looking furtively into the window at their door. When he saw them coming back, he pretended nothing had happened and walked away leisurely.

There were a lot of people moving things, and it was inevitable that the big stuff would bump into each other as they went up and down. From time to time, some pieces of wall plaster and cement would fall off, and the whole building looked like it was at risk of collapse at any time.

Almost all the things had been moved, with only one bed left. Meng Er wanted to go upstairs again, but was stopped by Grandma Meng.

She waved her hands and said firmly, "Forget it, forget it. It's very scary to go up and down here. If something happens to you, I can't afford it."

"Okay." Meng Er looked up at the front of him, which was tilted towards the east, and there were big black cracks and holes on the west wall. He still felt a little scared.

"Xiaoxiu, would you like some hot water?" Meng Da asked.

With the stove and coal, Meng Da started a fire and put a small stool in front of the stove for Zhao Xiaoxiu to sit on.

There is a tent behind her, blocking the wind from blowing her away.

Lift up the stove, add some filtered water and put it on the stove to heat up the nutrient solution or something.

The weather is cold, and drinking it directly from the cold water will make you shiver.

Zhao Xiaoxiu nodded, and Granny Meng said "Hey!" and went into the tent. She quietly took out the yogurt that Zhao Xiaoxiu brought yesterday and put it in the kettle, and told Meng Da: "Heat it up thoroughly, and share it with everyone later."

The two brothers of the Meng family smiled happily. They were so happy that their mother still loved them at such an old age.

"Why hasn't Gangzi come back yet?"

Granny Meng took a simple stool made of wooden boards and sat down next to Zhao Xiaoxiu. She naturally hugged her in her arms, took out the two little hands that the little girl had tucked in her sleeves, and held them in her heart.

But the child was so hot-tempered that his warm little hands made her hands look cold.

"Hahaha." Grandma Meng laughed awkwardly twice, then put Zhao Xiaoxiu's hand back into her sleeve.

Zhao Xiaoxiu smiled and said it was okay.

Granny Meng's heart softened when she saw this, and her worries instantly disappeared. If there is no house to live in, then there is no house to live in. A tent is not a bad place to live in.

However, I still hope that the neighbors can bargain for the rent of the landlord's new building.

People are really bad, if you mention the devil, he will appear.

"Brother Gangzi!" Meng Er saw a familiar figure appear on the side of the road and shouted excitedly.

Zhao Xiaoxiu stood up and ran out to see.

Zhao Gang looked exhausted, carrying a sack of charcoal on his back and a pair of children's red rain boots in his hands. When he saw his daughter, he smiled, revealing a row of shining white teeth.

"Dad!" Zhao Xiaoxiu greeted him happily. Zhao Gang squatted down slightly, and the little guy slid up, wrapped his arms around his neck, and hung on his body steadily.

"Dad, dad, dad!" Zhao Xiaoxiu shouted excitedly.

Zhao Gang nodded in response, indicating that everything was fine. He had a full meal this time.

A tiny tentacle stretched out from behind the neck, and the fleshy bud opened as it wanted to gently bite the tender flesh on the cub's face to express its joy of being full.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was quick to slap back with a palm. Fate’s throat was strangled by the little hand. The little girl glared at it fiercely and growled nervously: “Pull back, quickly!”

The fleshy bud made two "hu" sounds at her, then reluctantly shrank back into Zhao Gang's collar.

Zhao Gang gently supported her with the hand holding the rain boots, and the father and daughter came to the tent with smiles on their faces.

"What did you buy?" Grandma Meng motioned to her son to help take the goods. This big sack didn't look light.

"It's charcoal." Zhao Gang explained: "I met a charcoal seller in the city center and bought more than 100 kilograms of it."

Meng Er helped to take the sack and gently put it aside to prevent the charcoal from breaking.

The yogurt was heated up. Meng Da took out two cups and divided them into two portions. He handed one cup to Zhao Gang and shared one cup between himself, his brother and his mother.

Several people sat around the stove, and Zhao Gang made up a random excuse to cover up his disappearance for three hours.

The Meng family, mother and son, had no doubts.

Knowing that the mother and son of the Meng family had nowhere to go, Zhao Gang asked, "Are you planning to live in a tent?"

The mother and her two children looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

"Come with us to the territory." Zhao Xiaoxiu said these words that she had been holding back for a long time, and then she quickly glanced at her father.

Zhao Gang smiled and rubbed the cub's head, straightened her crooked little red hat and scarf, handed her the yogurt in his hand, and said, "You can come and be hired farmers. There are houses to live in the territory."

The two Meng brothers looked over in surprise, but felt that they were a little too hasty and scratched their heads in embarrassment.

Meng Da: “Is this okay?”

Meng Er: "I don't know how to farm."

Grandma Meng was so speechless that she wanted to roll her eyes at her two sons. How rude of them!

But next second.

"Ahem, well, I still grow some vegetables. I just don't know if the output from farming alone can be enough to feed so many mouths." Grandma Meng was a little worried.

Not to mention what happened far away, in the nearby Taoyuan planting area, a giant mutant python appeared and destroyed more than half of the village. All the seedlings planted by the villagers in the fall were destroyed.

In the past, farmers depended on the weather for their livelihood.

Now, in addition to relying on the weather for food, she also has to prepare for the sudden attack of the mutants. Grandma Meng is really unsure.

"By the way, does the base allow the lord to bring people into the territory?"

Zhao Xiaoxiu and Zhao Gang smiled at each other and said in unison, "No one said we don't allow it."

Mother and her two children: We understand, that’s fine!
As for the output from the land, we'll plant it first and then we'll talk about it. At worst, we can go into the mountains and fight the mutants!

The two families looked at each other, nodded heavily, and reached a basic consensus.

(End of this chapter)