Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 224 Rainy Day Home
"father!"

The first thing Zhao Xiaoxiu did when she got up was to rush downstairs to the kitchen to find her father.

Zhao Gang was indeed inside. He took the time to turn around and point at the food on the table, "Eat it while it's hot."

"Good morning, Dad." Zhao Xiaoxiu said happily.

Zhao Gang smiled and replied: "Good morning."

It had been raining heavily all night and it hadn't stopped yet, but the rain had subsided. People were staying in their homes, with only the father, daughter and Sister Monkey in the house.

The kitchen was very quiet. The crackling sound of the flame burning in the stove was close to my ears, making me feel warm and peaceful.

Zhao Xiaoxiu climbed onto the stool and sat down at the dining table. On the table was half a bowl of steaming mashed potatoes with fresh tomato sauce.

There was also a bottle of warm yogurt poured into a red mushroom ceramic cup. Zhao Xiaoxiu held it up with both hands, took a breath of the aroma, put her mouth to the edge of the cup, and drank it in small sips.

Maybe it was because the sound of rain outside sounded so slow, and she moved lazily and slowly. She had just gotten up, but her eyes were narrowed, as if she was about to fall asleep again.

"It's so comfortable." After drinking half a cup of yogurt, the little guy exclaimed with satisfaction.

Under the table, two short legs were holding white cotton slippers, which were moving up and down.

After drinking the yogurt, my appetite worked up, so I picked up a spoon and started eating mashed potatoes in big mouthfuls.

After steaming and cooking the potatoes, use a small round wooden mallet to patiently crush and press them little by little. Mix all the powdery potato pieces together, sprinkle a pinch of salt on them, mix thoroughly, put into a bowl, and swirl them into a torch top like you would ice cream.

A spoonful of orange-red tomato sauce poured on it really turns it into a burning torch.

Zhao Xiaoxiu mashed the 'torch' into a lump, and the tomato sauce was evenly mixed into the mashed potatoes. When she took a bite, the rich mashed potatoes and tomato sauce fully blended and melted in her mouth, giving it a smooth and rich flavor.

Zhao Xiaoxiu ate a bowl full of mashed potatoes, and she ate them all, even the mashed potatoes on the back of the spoon.

He drank the remaining half cup of yogurt in one gulp, and returned a bowl and spoon to Zhao Gang that were as clean as if they had never been used.

Sister Monkey smelled the fragrance and ran down from upstairs. She was shocked when she saw the shiny tableware.

Little cub, have you never had a full meal?

Zhao Xiaoxiu grinned lazily at it, leaned back in his chair, and fell into a state of being tipsy from having eaten and drunk too much. He didn't want to move or think, he just wanted to relax and daydream.

It's really nice to stay at home on a rainy day.
Zhao Gang was busy in front of the stove. All the melon seeds that had been dried earlier fell off the flower tray, leaving a full basket of melon seeds, a total of sixty kilograms.

It's been raining non-stop and I have nothing to do today, so I might as well fry these melon seeds and give them to the cubs as snacks.

If you get tired of eating it, you can also sell it. Those gossipy lords will probably like it very much.

The seeds produced by the evolved sunflowers do not have a strange smell. They taste almost the same as the seeds before the disaster, so you can say they are exactly the same.

If there is no strange smell, there is no need to add heavy ingredients to cover it, so Zhao Gang plans to fry half of it with salty ingredients and stir-fry the other half directly to maintain the original flavor.

Heat an iron pan over low heat, pour the melon seeds into the hot pan, and stir-fry repeatedly and quickly with a large wooden spatula to ensure even heating.

The "rustling, rustling" sound of stir-frying finally brought Zhao Xiaoxiu back from her tipsy state.

I ran to the stove expectantly and asked, "Dad, what are you cooking?"

Sister Monkey had been standing in front of the stove, staring at it eagerly. She grabbed a handful of melon seeds that had not yet been put into the pot and handed them to Zhao Xiaoxiu to see: Your dad is frying melon seeds, they smell so good!

Usually, Monkey Sister eats whatever Zhao Xiaoxiu eats. It is an omnivore and there is almost nothing it cannot eat.

But it only likes French fries, yogurt, grilled fish and other common foods.

Melon seeds and fruits are its favorite. For the fragrant melon seeds in Zhao Gang's pot, Sister Monkey is busy running around, helping out with the cooking and chopping wood to light the fire, just so that Zhao Gang can give it an extra half pound of fried melon seeds.

In consideration of its hard work, when the first pot of fried melon seeds came out of the oven, Zhao Gang poured it a separate plate of melon seeds.

Most creatures like monkeys have similar temperaments. Once they get something, they don't care about the consequences.

After getting a plate of roasted melon seeds, Sister Monkey felt satisfied. She took the plate away and went into her room. She didn't even check the fire or add more firewood, and just started crunching melon seeds in the room.

Still feeling that the atmosphere was lacking, I turned on Zhao Xiaoxiu's TV and ate melon seeds while watching TV.

Zhao Xiaoxiu witnessed the whole process and was stunned by what Monkey Sister did.

Zhao Gang shrugged at the cub and said, "Now you know why I, your father, always dislike this monkey, right?"
"Squeak!" Come and eat some melon seeds with me, little one!

Monkey Sister's call came from the stairwell, and Zhao Xiaoxiu couldn't help laughing. Monkey Sister was still very loyal and never ate alone.

Seeing the smiles of his own cubs, Zhao Gang shook his head helplessly and let them be.

"I don't want to eat. You eat it by yourself. I have something to do." Zhao Xiaoxiu said towards the upstairs.

Sister Monkey: “Squeak!” Okay, don’t blame me for not calling you.

Zhao Xiaoxiu put the bowls, spoons and cups on the dining table into the sink, wiped her hands on a dry towel, and then walked around the first floor with her hands behind her back.

She first went to the storage room to look at the supplies stored at home, including instant noodles, candy, and plenty of oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, guns and ammunition.

I went to the kitchen again and looked at the refrigerator and freezer. There was yogurt, enough nutrient solution to last a year, and freshly picked tomatoes.

On the beam in front of the kitchen stove, there were seven or eight pieces of smoked mutant animal meat hanging.

There is no need to worry about food and drink.

I went to the woodshed and saw two entire walls of firewood, all cut neatly and of uniform length. They could be used for cooking and burning every day and would not be used up until winter.

I opened the back door of the woodshed and just as I stuck my head out, I was drenched in the face by the rain, so I quickly closed the door again.

"It's not suitable to go out on a rainy day." Zhao Xiaoxiu said in a firm voice.

He turned around and ran to the power storage room on the roof to check the batteries. They were fully charged.

I looked at the working status of the photovoltaic panels again and everything was normal. Although it was a rainy day, the energy absorbed was enough for daily use if we were to be frugal.

The only problem was that I forgot to add a filter to the water tower.

Zhao Xiaoxiu and Zhao Gang would have no problem drinking any water, but there would be other people at home now, so it would be better to add a filter.

So Zhao Xiaoxiu ran downstairs again, took the filter element forgotten in the corner of the storage room to the roof, and threw it into the water tower.

Zhao Xiaoxiu ran up and down the stairs at home for the entire morning.

By noon, the foggy sky brightened a little and turned into a drizzle.

Zhao Xiaoxiu sat at the doorstep of her home and observed the mutated plants in the yard.

The emeralds, dwarf pines, and green fairies looked restful and nourished after 12 hours of rain.

But there was no sign of it going crazy, and it was as well-behaved as an ordinary plant in the forest before.

The mutated onions, ginger, peppers, and cabbages planted by Grandma Meng under the courtyard wall grew taller overnight. When Zhao Xiaoxiu threw a stone over there, they immediately assumed an attacking posture.