Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 244 Chilled Pumpkin Soup

The last time Zhao Xiaoxiu went into the mountains was in April. Since then, the lords have been busy with planting tasks, and they have been busy until now.

If it weren't for the help from the mother and son of the Meng family, Zhao Xiaoxiu's family would still have endless farm work to do.

The lords of the other two major planting areas are now taking turns renting tillage machines to open up the land under the scorching sun.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was very excited at the thought of going into the mountains tomorrow. He immediately ran to the storage room and packed ammunition, guns and other items that might be used into his multi-functional vest.

By the way, I took out the double swords given by my master and sharpened them to make sure they were sharp enough.

Zhao Gang was much more casual. He was still not used to using human tools. When there were no outsiders in the mountains, his tentacles would be more useful than any tools.

For the entire afternoon, Zhao Xiaoxiu was dominated by the excitement of going into the mountains with her father the next day, and the inexplicable uneasiness and panic were also suppressed.

"So, people really can't be too idle." Zhao Xiaoxiu muttered to herself while holding a kettle to water the Green Fairy.

After watering the plants, she approached the Green Fairy and asked it to give her a flower bracelet for self-defense tomorrow morning. Then, she happily ran to the pavilion to have dinner when her father called her.

The two families ate together today. Granny Meng cooked bone soup herself, cut two large plates of unsold mutant animal meat, and prepared the chili dipping sauce that Zhao Xiaoxiu liked.

Zhao Gang also used the fresh ingredients recently produced from the fields to make a bowl of cold cucumber salad and a pot of pumpkin soup.

The soup is cooked in advance and chilled in the refrigerator. It tastes absolutely amazing when eaten with hot pot in the summer.

Before Zhao Xiaoxiu started eating, she drank half a bowl of sweet pumpkin soup to quench her thirst.

The chilled pumpkin soup is cool and the pumpkin flesh inside is stewed until it is soft and melts in your mouth.

"It's so delicious!" Zhao Xiaoxiu shook her little feet and smiled brightly at her father.

Zhao Gang took the empty bowl and filled it up for her again.

Seeing the little guy's satisfied look, everyone couldn't help but pick up the bowl to taste the iced pumpkin soup.

The eyes of the mother and son of the Meng family all lit up, and they kept nodding in praise.

The little boy squatted on the side, holding half a bowl in his hand, sipping it in small sips, letting out a sigh of contentment from time to time, his expression was really a little exaggerated.

Meng Er has always disliked him. Even though they have been working together for several months, he still dislikes him. He always feels that Xiwa is a fence-sitter who might backstab his teammates at any time.

Bah, bah, bah, wrong word choice, they are not teammates at all!
Meng Er took a gulp of the cold sweet soup, glanced at the petty-minded Xiwa, picked up the chopsticks, and grabbed most of the meat from the plate in front of Xiwa.

Xiwa was angry but dared not say anything, but he also knew his status in the family, so he could only smile awkwardly at Zhao Gang and his daughter and pretend to be pitiful.

Zhao Xiaoxiu ate the meat and drank the soup in big mouthfuls. When she was full, she patted her bulging belly and leaned against the pavilion pillar, saying expectantly:

"It would be great if we could live like this every day in the future."

Everyone couldn't help but reveal a look of anticipation when they heard this. They felt that the day when they could live like this every day was not far away.

"Now we just have to wait for the research base to develop a vaccine for the SHASI virus. Then we won't have to be afraid of any mutant White Walkers." Meng Da said with a determined look.

Granny Meng smiled tolerantly, "Our lives are becoming more and more hopeful."

"Who said it wasn't?" Meng Er also said.

Only Xiwa was eating meat with his head buried. As a person struggling on the edge of survival, he felt that the current situation was good enough and did not dare to think about more.

After dinner, the sky was dark. An oval moon shone through the clouds, casting a layer of silver light on the earth.

Everyone cleaned up the dishes and went home to sleep. Zhao Xiaoxiu wore the new vest pajamas and shorts made by her father and lay on the clean and soft big bed. What she held in her arms was no longer the torn sheets with the smell of her mother, but a small pillow that Zhao Gang used his own clothes as a pillowcase.

The small pillow was just big enough for a four-year-old girl to hold in her arms. She bent down and sniffed it. It smelled of rose soap and a faint, unique scent of her father.

The tentacle came closer and sniffed curiously, tilting its tip in confusion, but could not smell the unique scent of its father in the cub's mouth.

Human children are the best at deceiving themselves. The smell of their father does not exist at all. The tentacles thought so.

Zhao Xiaoxiu didn't care about them. She hugged the small pillow and fell asleep quickly.

After a good night's sleep, Zhao Xiaoxiu got up excitedly before the alarm clock rang.

Zhao Gang got up earlier than her and was in the kitchen downstairs making some easy-to-carry snacks for his cub.

Dried sweet potatoes, French fries, tomato sauce, melon seeds, yogurt, etc. are all packed in a small backpack.

It doesn't look like they are going into the mountains to hunt for edible mutants, but rather like they are going on a picnic.

Granny Meng said with envy, "Xiaoxiu, be careful on the road, follow daddy carefully, and don't run around."

"I know, Grandma Meng." Zhao Xiaoxiu responded happily. She had already put on her multifunctional vest and was waiting for Zhao Gang to come out.

Sister Monkey also wanted to go, but Zhao Xiaoxiu didn’t want to take her this time and refused.

Sister Monkey angrily scratched her hair and quickly slipped away before Zhao Gang arrived.

"Let's go." Zhao Gang, with a small bag of snacks hanging on his chest and car keys in his hand, motioned for the cub to follow him. He nodded to everyone in the Meng family, and the father and daughter drove away from the modified off-road vehicle and left the territory.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was sitting in the passenger seat, humming a song while leaning against the window, when her cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhao Xiaoxiu took out her cell phone from her vest in confusion, and it turned out to be Youyou calling.

She picked up happily.

"Xiaoxiu, it's my birthday tomorrow. Will you come to my house and eat cake with me?" Youyou's tone was a little proud. He also eats cake on his birthday.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was delighted and almost agreed.

But she suddenly remembered that Youyou said his father also came to Area B to celebrate his birthday. Round eyes quickly glanced at Zhao Gang in the cab and said tactfully:

"Well, I'll see what happens tomorrow, but I've already prepared a gift for you, and I'm sure you'll like it."

Two mutant gray rabbits with heterochromatic eyes. The two rabbits that were brought back before had just given birth to a litter of puppies, but only two of them had heterochromatic eyes.

Youyou wanted to ask what it was, but Zhao Xiaoxiu refused to say.

"Xiaoxiu, are you not home?" Youyou asked curiously. He heard the sound of the wind, as if he was in a car.

Zhao Xiaoxiu: "Well, my father and I are going into the mountains to hunt today. Oh, we also need to find delicious fruits and vegetables."

She was just about to ask Youyou in a subtle way whether his father had arrived when the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

Within two seconds, the call was hung up.

This often happens when the signal is bad. Zhao Xiaoxiu called back, but the other party no longer answered.

Forget it, she didn't take it to heart. She put away her phone, continued humming, and walked to the foot of the mountain in the north with her father.