Chapter 92 Under the Sky 16
The crowing of **** and the barking of dogs resounded throughout the town, waking everyone up.
Fu Anan came out rubbing his eyes, and saw Fu Yizhi who just came to check the situation, "Brother Fu, what's the matter?"
"have no idea."
As Fu Yizhi spoke, he opened the curtain next to him.
There is nothing on the dark street.
Someone in the neighboring houses began to yell at the barking livestock.
After a while, some people also ran out to discuss with the neighbors who were close to each other what happened.
Half an hour later, the sounds of chickens, ducks, cats and dogs gradually disappeared, and the people who spoke also went back to their homes, and the town gradually returned to calm.
"Go to bed first, you should be fine tonight."
Fu Yizhi put down the curtain and said.
As Fu Yizhi said, the second half of the night passed peacefully.
On the seventh day of Huatian Township, the police station sent door-to-door counts of the population, and distributed one-month rations to everyone.
These grains are almost dispensable for small town residents who have relatively abundant reserves at home.
But very reassuring.
The residents are all discussing when the **** dome will be opened outside, and most of them have forgotten yesterday's episode. Occasionally someone mentions a word or two, but it is just taken away. Chickens crow and dogs bark at night, which is not a rare thing.
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Fu Anan and the others also received the food distributed by the police station.
Looking at a bag of rice in the kitchen, Fu Anan thought for a while, "Brother Fu, do you eat rice **** candies?"
"What?"
"It's a kind of... a small snack made of rice.
You can't eat it when you see it. "
As she spoke, she put on a small apron and entered the kitchen.
Prepare a pot of hot oil, and then pour the rice in batches. When all the rice has floated, scoop it up.
Then boil the syrup with sugar and honey.
Mix the fried rice and nuts together.
Then put it in the mold, and cut it into small pieces after cooling.
Fu Yizhi, who was reading the newspapers in the town a few days ago, suddenly had a piece stuck in his hand.
"Brother Fu, try it!"
Looking at the strange-looking pastry in his hand, Fu Yizhi said calmly, "...Don't you think this survival game is being played as a cooking game by you?"
"What is a rice game, this is a food game."
Fu Anan sat next to him and corrected, "Isn't this conditional? Anyway, you can't hide it. Instead of dealing with it negatively, it's better to live well."
The corners of Fu Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly when he heard this.
It is undeniable that having a fool like Fu Anan next to him will make people feel very good.
Fu Yizhi sat on the sofa in the living room, while Fu Anan went to the small yard of the villa with a small stool.
While eating, he looked at the trap he had set up.
Occasionally reach out and adjust the position of the broken glass, making sure that each of the sharpest parts is facing upwards, as long as any living thing falls on it, they are bound to go forever!
The rice **** candy is crispy and crispy, and it quickly attracted a few ants when it fell on the ground.
Immediately after, swarms of ants formed a line, transporting a few grains of rice flower dropped by Fu Anan.
"Here, I'll give you another big one."
Fu Anan looked at the group of ants, crushed some ants from his hands and put them on the ground.
Watching a group of little ants pass by holding rice crackers, Fu Anan blocked it with her fingers wickedly.
Fu Yizhi, who was sitting in the living room, frowned upon seeing this, "Fu Anan, are you picking up food from the floor?"
Fu Anan, who was feeding the little ants, was taken aback for a moment, and then retorted loudly, "Brother Fu, I'm feeding the ants!"
(end of this chapter)