The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 614 Don't You Like Coriander?

The season was confused, and he stammered, "No, no, this should be inherited by the children of the deceased."

This base is so huge that he would have a terrible headache just for the census, and if he managed it all, he would go crazy.

Duan Rufeng smiled, "It's not for you to inherit, it's just that we have to hold on to him until he finds a suitable candidate. Of course, I will help you. The reason why I tell you this is because you didn't pay attention to it yourself. You realize that this mistake was made unconsciously by you, but in fact it is completely avoidable, and correcting it will not bring you additional hardships.”

Ji Ji blinked his eyes, and then said wronged, "Then why are you scaring me! I really thought I was going to inherit it for my brother, it scared me to death."

Duan Rufeng jokingly said, "If it's really up to you, your brother will be the one who will be scared."

Ji Ji glared at him, then snorted and muttered again, "That's... let you play with these things."

Seasons can’t sit still, even if you’re shivering from the cold, you don’t want to nestle in the blanket, instead you touch here and there.

He held the hot milk that Su Yihan sent someone to give him, and he sipped it while blowing on the hot air, his lips were stained with white milk stains.

The kitten stretched out its pink tongue to lick off the milk stains on its lips, then squinted its eyes in satisfaction, lay obediently on the sofa, covered itself with a warm blanket, and slowly fell asleep.

Duan Rufeng touched his cheek, it was warm and soft, and the touch was excellent.

He couldn't read his documents any longer. He glanced at the dark night outside the window, carefully moved Season to the bed in the lounge, covered him with the quilt, and then turned on the small desk lamp to continue working.

In addition to the planning during this period and the report at the rainbow base tonight, he also needs to revise Zhou Qinghe's New Year's event plan.

The New Year's event planning book is related to the entire base, which is equivalent to the nature of every household staying at home to watch the Spring Festival Gala before the end.

Because of the loss of electronic products, everyone needs to rely on activities to add a festive atmosphere to the New Year.

But electronic products will soon re-enter the lives of the masses.

The northern base is already researching electronic products. Because of winter, wind power and water energy are fully stored, so the medium and large bases in the north and south have basically resumed life with hot baths, fans, and lights. Yes, but it is still unrealistic to go back to the life before the doomsday when everyone had four or five electronic products in a short time.

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Wu Zhi didn't know about this until half an hour after waking up the next day.

Wu Zhi was still eating breakfast, and when she heard that the bread she had bitten into was still in her mouth, she asked vaguely, "Have He Sheng and Zhong Jun not been found yet? Where is Xiao Qi?"

Cheng Ci poured a cup of hot soy milk, "Zhong Jiao has been found this morning. There is a 50.00% chance that Zhong Jun and He Sheng will show up. Xiao Qi has been with Yi Han and the others."

Wu Zhi frowned, "Will He Sheng show up? I'm a little worried, they will go find Xiaoqi."

Cheng Ci hummed, "Looking for Xiaoqi seems to be their lifeline, but in fact it's just pushing themselves into prison. Xiaoqi was taught by me, and he won't be soft on such a person."

Zhong Qi was able to kill without changing his face two years ago, his eyes were full of no one but Wu Zhi, because he knew that Cheng Ci would not kill him, every time he made a mistake, he gritted his teeth and endured it, never begged for more than half a minute, and was knocked unconscious In the past, I also woke up and got up to find Cheng Ci and continue to fight.

Cheng Ci casually spread a layer of salted egg yolk sauce on the bread, Zhong Qi had his shadow on him.

If he can't find a suitable child in the future, Zhong Qi is the best candidate.

Wu Zhi, "Apart from He Sheng and Zhong Jun, are everyone else imprisoned?"

Cheng Ci, "Well, a year ago in Rainbow Base, a few people were placed in the executive department and defense department, and they became the captain of the patrol team. Half a year ago, another person was placed in, and they were directly promoted to the deputy team and they were all caught out."

Wu Zhi was a little surprised, "A year ago? A year ago, their size was less than 5 people."

Cheng Ci smiled, "Ambition and desire are not directly proportional to strength, so they failed."

The rainbow base is also bold. They actually thought about it a year ago. This year, the development of the southern base is even faster. They still don't give up and want to fight?
This is probably to give away the head.

The time away from the New Year is getting shorter and shorter. Wu Zhi used to accompany Nangong Qing to eat glutinous rice balls and watch the Spring Festival Gala. Later, when she came here, she spent the two New Years with Su Yihan. She simply cooked a meal and had a meal. Tangyuan is used as supper, and the New Year has just passed.

It was the first time to celebrate the New Year with Cheng Ci, and the other party was from the north, and she didn't understand many customs very well.

She herself is a southerner, and she only knows southern dumplings and northern dumplings, but she doesn't know more.

Besides... Cheng Ci and the others showed similar living habits to the southerners, taking a bath and shopping for vegetables, etc. It was more like a combination of the north and the south.

Wu Zhi thought about it, subconsciously bit her lips, and blurted out, "Master Ci, you..."

She just started, then pressed down again.

Forget it, asking face to face seems too indifferent, she should go and find out by herself.

There are no electronic products in the apocalypse, and it seems a bit difficult to know the customs of the northerners in the south.

Cheng Ci looked up at her, "What?"

Wu Zhi blinked her eyes, turned her thoughts and said, "Have you had a lively Chinese New Year in the past two years?"

Cheng Ci was startled for a moment, then quickly reacted, and said with a smile, "It's very lively, decorated with lights and festoons, everyone wrote a lot of couplets, cut window grilles and so on, for our children who grew up in the north, the dumplings we eat during the New Year are considered a celebration." It’s been a year, and the older generation should be more disciplined, and we’ll be fine with a dumpling.”

Wu Zhi caught the information point, and her eyes were happy, "Are the dumplings delicious? Are they all stuffing?"

This question was asked by Ji Ji just over ten hours ago. At that time, Cheng Ci's answer was "you can make whatever stuffing you want to eat." This time, he answered seriously.

"Chinese cabbage stuffing is available every year, because Chinese cabbage is eaten a lot in the north. There are also sauerkraut stuffing and spicy cabbage stuffing. In season, I like to eat spicy crayfish stuffing. I like pork stuffed with green onions, I don’t pick them, I like them all.”

Wu Zhi propped up half of her face, and asked curiously, "Is there anything you don't like?"

Cheng Ci smiled, "Yes, I don't like coriander."

Wu Zhi smiled, "Why are you like me...Are you sure? Last time you ate coriander when you were grilling Mala Tang."

Wu Zhi was puzzled, could it be that she remembered it wrong?

Cheng Ci pushed the soymilk in front of her, and said softly, "You remember wrongly, you ask Season and Rufeng, I don't like coriander."

A trace of bewilderment flashed across Wu Zhi's eyes, and she asked a little uncertainly, "Did I remember wrong?"

Cheng Ci hummed, and put a soup dumpling into her bowl, "Eat carefully, the soup is hot."

Wu Zhi swallowed her saliva smelling the aroma of the soup dumpling, and frowned as she ate, thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)