Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

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The next day!

Zhao Qingsong woke up from his sleep.

It didn't feel like I was sealed off and didn't want to get out of bed like I used to; it felt as comfortable as waking up in autumn.

Get dressed and have some breakfast.

After washing up, I went to work at the factory as usual.

Nothing much happened in the morning; I just patrolled the factory area and maintained order.

In the afternoon, he was to learn how to disassemble firearms, Lao Gao was to investigate Xu Jing's case, and he followed Lao Liu to learn.

This wasn't a problem for him, but he still had to pretend he didn't know how and start learning from the very basics.

From a novice, I gradually became able to disassemble and maintain the equipment independently.

……

"Not bad, you're quite clever. You can remember things after being taught a few times. That's good."

Old Liu taught him several times, and he nodded to himself.

Disassembling firearms is a basic skill for a soldier. It's not very difficult; just remember the order and details.

Zhao Qingsong smiled shyly: "It's all thanks to your teaching, Brother Liu!"

I casually handed him a cigarette.

Old Liu took it and said irritably, "You're not that old, but you've got a smooth tongue."

He then laughed and said, "However, someone like you isn't considered top-notch in the army! Some people are just born sharpshooters; even newbies can shoot more accurately than veterans. It's a gift from God."

Zhao Qingsong smiled.

This is indeed true; China will never lack talent.

Thinking of something, he asked, "Brother Liu, has Xu Jing still not woken up? It's been two days."

Old Liu shook his head: "No, Xu Jing was too badly injured. She was lucky to survive. She lost too much blood. In the past, it was common for soldiers to be unconscious for several days after losing too much blood during battles."

Zhao Qingsong nodded slightly upon hearing this.

"Who is guarding Xu Jing?"

"Old Zhou and his apprentice Li Yongle have gone through; there's no major problem."

After Old Liu finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, right, with this kind of thing happening at the factory, we need to have a few more people on duty on Sundays. We discussed it and decided that since you haven't been here long, you can leave it at that and come back on Sundays from now on."

Zhao Qingsong nodded in agreement, "Alright then. I'll follow your arrangements."

And that's how it was settled.

……

Finally, it was time to leave work.

Zhao Qingsong was full of anticipation as he prepared for his date.

"Wanqing, it's time to go home!"

In the infirmary, Feng Qian finished tidying up her things and, seeing that Shen Wanqing was dawdling, urged her to hurry up.

Shen Wanqing pretended to go find toilet paper.

"Qianqian, you can go home first. My stomach hurts a little, I need to go to the restroom."

However, her face was already slightly red.

Feng Qian didn't think much of it and readily agreed, "Okay, I'm off then! Let's go have fun tomorrow!"

"good!"

Shen Wanqing agreed.

Seeing this, Feng Qian left the room.

Watching the other person leave, Shen Wanqing went to the window and only breathed a sigh of relief after watching Feng Qian leave through the door.

When my gaze fell upon the trees not far from the infirmary.

Zhao Qingsong was standing there smoking.

He took out a mask, put on a woolen cap, and quietly left the medical room.

……

Zhao Qingsong was smoking there when he saw Shen Wanqing, who was wrapped up tightly, and couldn't help but laugh.

"My goodness, this is just like trying to hide something obvious!"

Shen Wanqing glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed: "I don't even have a boyfriend yet. If word gets out, will I even be able to find one?"

"Hehe, that's great! Then let's be boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Hmph, dream on!"

Shen Wanqing gave him a reproachful look: "I'm just trying to help you! Are you still going or not? If not, forget it."

"walk!"

"Where to?"

"Let's eat! Come on, I'll take you!"

After saying that, he took her to the bike shed to get Shen Wanqing's bicycle.

"I'll take you!"

Zhao Qingsong took the bicycle and said with a smile.

"Huh? You're going to take me? Can you ride a bike?" Shen Wanqing looked at him suspiciously.

"Hey, what's so hard about that! I borrowed a car from Brother Gao yesterday, and I've already learned how to do it. It's really simple! You can learn it in no time."

Shen Wanqing was somewhat skeptical: "Let's forget it! I'm a little scared!"

"What are you afraid of? I have long legs. If I lose my balance, I'll just use my foot to brake."

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

"Alright then! Be careful! Where are you going?"

"The cafeteria! Let's go to the cafeteria in the living area. The movie starts at 6, and it's almost 5:30 already. Let's eat quickly and then go."

"Okay, sure!"

Shen Wanqing agreed, got into the car, and tightly gripped his clothes.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Qingsong gave a shout and set off on his bicycle.

"Hey, slow down, it's too shaky."

"It's okay, I'm a beginner and still a bit clumsy. You just need to hurry."

Zhao Qingsong made a joke and leisurely rode his bike straight to the canteen near the residential area.

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The car stopped at the entrance of the cafeteria, and Zhao Qingsong, carrying a lunchbox, led the way inside.

The steel plant has a night shift, and now there's a ration for vegetables, so many people prefer to eat in the canteen because the vegetables there aren't included in the ration.

Just so I could have one more bite.

At this time, there were many people getting food in the cafeteria, including some who worked the night shift.

Zhao Qingsong brought his own food, so he didn't need to go get any.

The two found a corner spot and sat down.

"Here, eat up. The movie will start soon after you finish eating."

Zhao Qingsong sat down, opened the lid of his lunchbox and handed it to her, and he also had a lunchbox for himself.

Pork, cabbage, and tofu stew.

After Shen Wanqing sat down, she looked at the dishes and said somewhat embarrassedly, "This... so much meat again! I don't want it. I brought my own food coupons. I'll go get the vegetables."

Zhao Qingsong rolled his eyes: "Sit down. You know I hunted and got a lot of meat, over 9 jin. Do you think I'm short that much? Hurry up, don't waste time."

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing hesitated.

But in the end, I sat down anyway.

"Mmm, delicious! Who made this? The cafeteria?"

Shen Wanqing's eyes lit up as she ate.

"No, I made it myself, and the cafeteria heated it up for me."

Zhao Qingsong ate while muttering to himself.

White rice served with meat and vegetables, and so much meat at that.

This was definitely top-notch food for that era.

Shen Wanqing thought for a moment and said, "Um... I'll bring you eggs on Monday! Otherwise, I'll feel embarrassed to eat them."

Zhao Qingsong chewed his food.

He mumbled, "Do you have any eggs at home?"

"Yes, my dad gets a special allowance; he gets one pound of eggs every month. I can have one, and I'll bring it to you on Monday."

Shen Wanqing felt a little embarrassed.

This is an unequal exchange, and there's nothing she can do about it; she can't get that much meat to give back to him.

Zhao Qingsong replied without hesitation, "Sure! Then I won't be polite! It's been so long since I've had eggs."

A give-and-take approach is the most appropriate.

Of course I wouldn't refuse.

Upon hearing this, Shen Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her face, and she quietly ate her meal.