Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 235 My Cousin Has Changed
Zhao Xiaoxiu took off her raincoat and hung it on the door handle. She came back and crawled to the end of the bed and sat down. She said to Shen Que in a grown-up tone:

"Dad said that patients need to eat nutritious food so that their injuries can recover quickly, so these are used to nourish Grandma Yin's body. Sister Shen Que, remember to make them for Grandma Yin."

"Oh, blackfish stew! You must make soup. The fish soup is very, very sweet. Let grandma drink more."

The little mouth was murmuring, pink and moist, and looked very elastic. If Shen Que hadn't been afraid of scaring the child to tears, he would have been unable to resist hugging it and giving it a kiss.

The planting area is very quiet, and Territory No. 13 is even more so. Not only is it quiet, but there is also a sense of security that comes from being isolated from the world, as if there are no more ferocious mutants in this world.

Listening to the child's tender voice and looking at the child's innocent face, the heavy stone pressing on Grandma Yin's heart suddenly relaxed. She slowly closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, the sky outside the window was completely dark, and the room was lit with orange-yellow lights, which were soft and not dazzling.

Grandma Yin lowered her eyes and saw that her clothes had been changed into dry and soft ones. The wounds on her legs and abdomen had also been treated. Large patches of medical mycelium covered the wounds, giving off a reassuring cool touch.

"Grandma Silver."

The child's voice was soft, right beside my ear.

Grandma Yin turned her head and saw Zhao Xiaoxiu with her hands folded, resting her little face on the back of her hands, looking at her with wide eyes and concern.

"Are you feeling better?" the little guy asked cautiously.

Grandma Yin nodded gently. The sleep she had in the evening was the most sound sleep she had had in the past ten years. Her tense nerves from days of continuous fighting finally got a moment of relaxation.

She raised her hand to touch the top of the child's head, but she felt so relaxed, both mentally and physically, that she couldn't muster any strength and had to give up with regret.

"Where are the others?" Grandma Yin spoke, her voice very hoarse.

Zhao Xiaoxiu said, "Everyone is having dinner at my house. Grandma Yin, let me pour you some water."

As he said this, he turned around, slid off the chair, ran to the small table in the outer living room, unscrewed the lid of the thermos, poured a bowl of filtered hot water, and brought it to the bed.

Just as Grandma Yin was about to sit up, the little guy suddenly cried out in annoyance, "I'll get you a straw!"

Before he finished speaking, he put the bowl on the chair, turned around and ran out the door. A moment later he came back with a long glass straw, followed by a tall, dark shadow.

"Squeak!" Two animal cries startled Grandma Yin, who was lying on the bed, and her muscles instantly tensed up.

Mutant?
Seeing a dark shadow running in behind Zhao Xiaoxiu, Yin Lao's aura changed.

The shadow stepped into the room and the light came on, revealing golden-brown fur and a monkey face that looked around curiously.

"Grandma Yin, this is Monkey Sister, my friend." Zhao Xiaoxiu stretched out her hand to stop Monkey Sister from entering the inner room. She ran in herself, put the straw in the bowl, and brought it to Grandma Yin's mouth.

"Grandma Yin, are you hungry? Sister Shen Que is cooking something for you and will be here in a while." The little guy did not forget to comfort her.

Yin Lao's left hand, which was hidden under the quilt, slowly moved away from the gun. She stared at the macaque at the door with a pair of experienced eyes. She held a straw in her mouth and swallowed several times. Her dry throat was finally moistened.

"Captain!" Shen Que came over with a lunch box, put away his umbrella at the door, nodded politely to the evolved macaque blocking the door of the room, and quickly slipped in while holding his breath.

Only after getting far away from the evolved macaque did he dare to breathe normally.

In this regard, Zhao Xiaoxiu expressed helplessness, but also understanding. After all, these were people who had just fought a life-and-death battle with mutants, and it was impossible for them to let down their guard against animals.

Shen Que smiled at Zhao Xiaoxiu, helped Yin Lao up from the bed with one hand, and fed her.

Yes, eat. Not drink nutrient solution!
There was meat, vegetables, and seasonings in the meat stew. As soon as the lid was opened, the aroma of fresh ingredients filled her nose, and Grandma Yin's eyes lit up. Zhao Xiaoxiu obediently gave up her seat by the bed and stood by the door, her back lazily leaning against Sister Monkey's bulging belly. The monkey and the baby watched others eat with relish.

It was not until she finished her food that she remembered there was a child in the room. She laughed awkwardly and asked with concern, "Did you eat, little girl?"

Zhao Xiaoxiu nodded. She was the first one to finish eating.

"Grandma Yin, you should have a good rest. I'm going home now." Zhao Xiaoxiu said.

She could see that Yin Lao wanted to say something to Shen Que, but she was hesitant to do so because she was still unable to do so.

Probably I want to ask about the monkeys, fish, and flowers in Territory No. 13.

Zhao Xiaoxiu waved her hand, jumped onto Monkey Sister's shoulder, and left on her own initiative, leaving the space for the guests.

Shen Que reminded: "Hold an umbrella."

"Yeah." Zhao Xiaoxiu responded. Sister Monkey had already quickly opened the umbrella that was hung at the door and went home with the cub in her arms.

As soon as Zhao Xiaoxiu left, Yin Lao immediately pulled Shen Que over and asked her what was going on here and why people were still staying with animals.

Also, where do such delicious fresh ingredients come from? Are they very expensive? Does it cost the lord too much money?

It had only been half a day since Shen Que arrived at Territory No. 13, but her cognition had been broken one after another. She herself was still digesting it, and her explanation was not very clear.

Fortunately, Granny Meng came back soon. Seeing Granny Yin's nervous look, she explained jokingly:

"Everyone has secrets. I'm not in a position to tell you in detail. Anyway, in our Territory No. 13, even if we see something strange, it's not that strange."

Granny Meng comforted her, saying, "Besides, it's very safe here. You won't be disturbed by anything. Just stay here and take good care of your injuries."

"As for food, Gangzi is a generous man. You don't have to be polite to him. If you want meat, just tell him. We have fish at home. If you want vegetables, it's even easier. You can just pick the mutant cabbages in the yard."

Shen Que waved her hand: "No, no, I wouldn't dare to eat like this even if it's free. Cousin, do you know how many points it costs to have such a simple dish in Jiangcheng Restaurant?"

Grandma Meng shook her head. She really didn't know, but she guessed that it was definitely not cheap.

"Let's not talk about this. The key issue now is the captain's injury."

Grandma Meng signaled to Grandma Yin not to worry too much and just focus on recovering from her injuries. She called Shen Que out and asked about her mother's condition.

"My mother is fine. Now that Jiangcheng is stable, she continues to work at the recycling station."

"That's good." Grandma Meng nodded and took Shen Que to another room to prepare a place to sleep for the next few days.

"The rainy season is almost over. Bring your mother over to play. You can eat, drink and live with me. You can also stop for a few days and enjoy the rural life."

Grandma Meng talked a lot, and Shen Que felt it was fresh to hear her words.

After only being in the planting area for more than half a year, her cousin has become like a completely different person.

He became bolder, more talkative, and quietly became a second evolutionist.

Isn’t it said that the lords in the plantation areas live a tight life, doing voluntary labor or reclaiming wasteland every day?

How come it is completely different from what she saw?