Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 8 Abebe

The blood-red tentacle shot out with a "swoosh", swept away the nutrient solution in Zhao Gang's hand, and threw it heavily to the ground!
Zhao Xiaoxiu was quick to pick it up, so that the nutrient solution in the plastic bag did not all flow out and be wasted.

When the tentacles saw that she actually picked up such a horrifying thing, they instantly expanded and extended, unfolding their fleshy buds as big as a bathtub, and hissed at Zhao Xiaoxiu intimidatingly.

It seemed as if it would swallow her up if she didn't get rid of this horrible thing.

But the next second, Zhao Gang grabbed his throat and slammed him against the wall.

Zhao Xiaoxiu only heard a muffled "bang" sound, and the tentacles slid down from the wall and curled up in the corner like a wronged dog.

She calmly raised her little hand and wiped the mucus that flew onto her face.

Since her father couldn't drink the nutrient solution, she didn't need to be polite and drank up the remaining half tube of nutrient solution!

After eating and drinking, Zhao Xiaoxiu called his father who was squatting in front of him and planned to clean up the room.

Although this room is small and has no windows, the furnishings inside are all shabby.

But Zhao Xiaoxiu still wanted to live in a cleaner place.

Zhao Xiaoxiu’s father is not a clean man.

Before I was one and a half years old, my mother was still alive. At that time, we were not able to live in an unfinished building, but the place where the three of us stayed was always clean and tidy.

But after their mother died, the living standards of the father and daughter went straight into hell.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was a little kid who could barely walk steadily, so even if she wanted to clean, she was powerless.

Zhao Xiaoxiu endured this until she was two and a half years old, and then she gradually figured out how to clean by climbing up and down.

It’s a pity that as soon as her biological father comes back, all the cleanliness and tidiness she has worked so hard to maintain will be destroyed in an instant.

Zhao Xiaoxiu was holding a small broom that she had asked her uncle Meng to make for her, and she was sweeping the dust on the ground with great effort.

While directing his father to wash the dirty clothes he took off this morning.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this living father was different from her biological father.

Huo Die agreed readily. He immediately stretched out two tentacles, grabbed the dirty clothes and threw them into the basin of water twice, then started throwing them around with a "bang".

Zhao Xiaoxiu: “.”

When people are speechless, they really laugh. Three-year-old children are no exception.

Facing her father's sparkling vertical pupils, Zhao Xiaoxiu remembered what her mother had said - if she treated them as kindergarten kids, she wouldn't be angry.

So the little man put down his broom, came to the basin, treated his living father and his terrifying tentacles as kindergarten children, and repeated the same thing patiently over and over again.

Finally taught them how to wash clothes properly.

First of all, wash what is dirty to save water.

Secondly, rinse with clean water.

Finally, wring it out, shake it out, and hang it on the clothesline outside the corridor to dry. Perfect!

Zhao Xiaoxiu: "Dad, have you learned it?"

Zhao Gang nodded, looking at his clean clothes fluttering in the evening breeze, and felt that he was really awesome.

Washing clothes, something that even human men find difficult to do, he learned it in just ten minutes!

There was a noise coming from the next room, and the Meng family, mother and son, came back together.

Even though Meng Laoer deliberately lowered his voice, the joy of the harvest still reached the next room.

The two brothers left the base and went into the forest today. They had a pretty good harvest. They didn't get a live hyena, but they got a dead one, which they exchanged for 20 points.

Not only that, the wild fruits in the forest area were ripe, and they found a bag of edible wild fruits with a mutation level below C.

Grandma Meng was very happy. She set up the stove and planned to make the leftover wild fruits into long-lasting preserved fruits.

The aroma of fresh fruit wafted out from the crack of the door, and people passing by the Meng family couldn't help swallowing their saliva. Someone in the building had an idea, but when he thought of the two Meng brothers, he could only regretfully give up the idea.

But there are still some shameless people who take their children to knock on people's doors, looking pitiful.

Grandma Meng is always soft-hearted towards children, but she is not soft-hearted towards all children.

The door won't even be opened for you.

You have hands and feet, so if you want to eat fruit, can’t you go out of the base and pick it yourself?

"You're just trying to take advantage of others. Their lives are lives, but my son's life is not a life?!" Grandma Meng cursed.

After hearing this, Meng Lao Da and Meng Lao Er couldn't help laughing.

Meng Laoer suddenly felt that the injury on his leg was not so painful anymore.

When the mother and her two children were enjoying a rare sumptuous dinner, there was a knock on the door again.

However, the person knocking on the door was not someone seeking to get something for free, but their next-door neighbor.

"Brother Gangzi, have you really thought it through?" Boss Meng asked in surprise.

Zhao Gang nodded and didn't say much. He expressed what he wanted to say and turned away.

Meng Laoer, who had an injured foot, jumped out of the door on one foot and excitedly said, "Brother Gangzi, let's set off at 6:30 tomorrow morning."

Zhao Gang replied: "Okay."

She closed the door of her room, carried the curious little cub to the bed, tucked him in, and said, "Go to sleep, Xiaoxiu."

Zhao Xiaoxiu rolled out from under the quilt and asked, "Dad, are you sure you want to go catch hyenas with Uncle Meng and the others?"

Zhao Gang stubbornly pushed her back, stretched out two tentacles and covered her with the quilt.

"Go on missions, get more points."

Zhao Xiaoxiu did not get up again. She folded her hands on her chest, put her little head on them, and tilted her head to watch Zhao Gang busying himself in the house.

"Dad, you have to be careful not to let these tentacles come out." If the Meng brothers find out, it will be a big trouble.

Zhao Gang didn't know whether he heard it or not. He dug out a stick, a roll of hemp rope, a machete and a sack.

These are the most basic things for a mission.

But then he lit a fire, boiled the remaining water in the bucket and poured it into Zhao Xiaoxiu's kettle.

He also took out a long coat and a bed sheet that was so old that it was full of holes from the snakeskin bag in the corner that contained clothes, sheets and other miscellaneous items.

Zhao Xiaoxiu's eyes widened instantly: Daddy, what are you going to do to my Abebei!
This was brought back from outside when her mother was still alive. Zhao Xiaoxiu slept on it from infancy until she was two and a half years old.

The back was so broken that it couldn't be used to make a bed, so his father wanted to throw it away, but Zhao Xiaoxiu secretly hid it.

Every time she missed her mother, she would quietly take it out and hold it while sleeping.

It had the scent of her mother, and she felt at ease smelling it.

Fortunately, Huo Die just took out her Abebe and placed it at the end of the bed, and had no intention of throwing it away.

Zhao Xiaoxiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the tentacles standing above his head, staring at him with bloodshot eyes.

She slipped into the quilt, arched her butt, and when the tentacles weren't noticing, she moved to the end of the bed stealthily, and "whoosh" took her Abebe into the quilt, hugging her tightly in her arms.

The little face rubbed against it affectionately, and then fell asleep.

Zhao Gang, who was putting the water, nutrient solution, long-sleeved shirts and other items needed by the cubs into his bag, looked back and saw that the quilt on the bed was bulging.

He tilted his head and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the cub liked the torn sheets he found very much.

(End of this chapter)