In a frigid apocalypse, she fed her boyfriend until he became a zombie king.

Fu Yan walked into the breeding area, where four breeding sheds were neatly arranged, with the interior of the sheds divided into independent areas by fences.

The ceiling is equipped with special livestock lights, which can keep the animals warm and adjust the spectrum according to their visual characteristics, thus having a calming effect.

It's clear that Gu Zhengming put a lot of effort into making these things.

Fu Yan sorted the poultry and livestock in the space according to their living habits, and the fences of greenhouses No. 1 and No. 2 were quickly filled.

Thousands of pigs, cattle, and sheep were squealing and calling out in the shed, creating a lively atmosphere.

He walked into shed number three, where chicken and duck coops had already been set up in advance.

Fu Yan raised his hand and sorted the chickens, ducks, geese, pigeons, quails, and turkeys in the space into their respective enclosures. In an instant, the shed was filled with chirping and quacking.

Fu Yan saw a familiar hen in the chicken coop; it was the one they used to test spatial stillness when they first stockpiled the chickens.

Fu Yan jumped over the fence, grabbed it, and put a chicken leg band on its leg as a mark: "From now on, you're the boss of the chicken coop."

"Cluck cluck." The hen glared at him with her head held high and walked away aloofly.

At this moment, Cheng Shuang and Yi Changsong walked into the greenhouse while talking.

Fu Yan climbed out of the chicken coop fence and greeted them, "Uncle Cheng, Uncle Yi."

The two waved to Fu Yan, and Cheng Shuang glanced at the bustling greenhouse and said, "You've arranged the breeding sheds so quickly."

Fu Yan said somewhat apologetically, "Well, it's just that I'm not very good at raising them."

Cheng leaned on the fence, looking at the chicken coop: "We have experience in this area, and it's just right for us to manage these."

Fu Yan pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle Cheng, this is what I'm thinking. Why don't we let everyone stop looking for work at the base and just stay home and take care of the yard? That would be better than anything else."

Cheng Shuang laughed heartily: "You're thinking the same thing as me. No bragging, farming is my specialty."

Fu Yan said, "I thought you would want to go to the war zone."

Cheng Shuang shook her head: "I'm not going to the front lines anymore. Niannian is worried about me, and I also want to live a peaceful retirement life."

Fu Yan listened attentively and nodded: "Then you two chat first, I'll go to shed number four to store the aquatic products."

Yi Changsong said, "I know a bit about aquaculture, I'll go with you to take a look."

"it is good."

The three of them walked and talked.

Fu Yan said, "From now on, I'll trouble you two to coordinate these household chores. Just call us anytime if you need help, and I'll figure something out if we're short-handed."

Cheng Shuang waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, leave it to us."

After settling the No. 4 aquaculture shed in place, Fu Yan said goodbye to the two men and left.

He walked to the outdoor pool, which was a fishing pond. The fire element was most concentrated here to ensure the fish could survive outdoors.

Fu Yan released suitable fish into the pond and sprinkled some fish food in. The fish eagerly scrambled to eat.

He looked down, already imagining Wenren Lei's furious reaction after she left the army, and couldn't help but chuckle.

After doing all this, Fu Yan turned around and looked around the huge courtyard.

The courtyard was bare and lacked greenery and flowers. There were cultivated saplings and flower seeds in the space. Fu Yan took out his walkie-talkie and called people out to work.

Everyone had finished tidying up their homes and excitedly gathered together, carrying various seedlings and seeds, running back and forth in the yard to plant them.

Fu Yan selected hydrangea seeds and planted them around his house.

Wenren Lei really liked this flower; he thought it looked like a fruit-flavored lollipop and was very appetizing.

As they passed by the sheep, Fu Yan half-squatted down and poured some blood on it: "From now on, you'll eat this."

The bleater frantically absorbed the blood, shaking its leaves and squawking, "Baa—!"

The land has been infected by the zombie virus, and ordinary saplings and flowers planted there are likely to mutate. However, with Meimei around, she can manage the mutated plants in the house.

It's not impossible that these plants might put on a show for Wenren Lei someday.

A smile appeared in Fu Yan's eyes as he instructed, "Take good care of the plants at home, and I'll give you a white stone every day."

The bleater excitedly shook its leaves again: "Baa—!"

Fu Yan added casually, "If I can't control you, I'll burn you down."

Meimei froze suddenly and let out a small, trembling "mea".

After Fu Yan finished speaking, he got up and continued planting greenery.

With their relevant expertise and special abilities, Yi Yang and his group filled the courtyard with various green plants in less than two hours.

As darkness fell, the outdoor lights in the courtyard gradually came on, casting a warm glow amidst the swirling snow.

Yi Yang wiped his sweat, turned around and went to the warehouse to look for materials, preparing to prepare growth-promoting solution when he had time.

Meng Fan said, "Grandma Chi and my sister cooked dinner. Come over to my place for a meal tonight."

Han Mingjie put her arm around Meng Fan's neck and walked towards home: "Come on, come on, we're starving."

Cheng Nianli waved to Fu Yan: "Brother Yan, let's go first. You can call the young master to come along!"

"Okay." Fu Yan tidied up the tools scattered on the ground before heading home.

When I pushed open the front door, I saw Wenren Lei lying sprawled on the carpet, holding Wanzi in one hand and A1-V in the other, fast asleep.

Fu Yan tiptoed over, sat down next to Wenren Lei, pulled the blanket from the sofa, and gently covered her with it.

The A1-V, lying upside down, emitted a small electronic voice: "Master...save me..."

Fu Yan looked down at it: "Bear with it, look how well-behaved Wanzi is."

The dumpling, also lying on its back with its four legs in the air, stuck out half of its little tongue and cried out, "Awoo..."

Fu Yan reached out and brushed the stray hairs from Wenren Lei's forehead, then lowered his head and touched the corner of his lips: "Sweetie, get up and eat."

"Hmm..." Wenren Lei closed her eyes, hummed incoherently a couple of times, and fell asleep again.

Fu Yan stroked the corner of his lips with his thumb and turned to look out the floor-to-ceiling window.

Under the warm light outside the courtyard, Yi Yang's parents were carrying buckets of water, watering the newly planted saplings one by one. Cheng Nianli and Chi Qingmo ran over to call them for dinner.

The aroma of food wafted over from afar, and Fu Yan could faintly hear the lively laughter and chatter from Meng Fan's house.

He turned back to look at the sleeping Wenren Lei, and suddenly felt a sense of belonging to this courtyard.

Just then, the walkie-talkie crackled to life, and Han Mingjie's voice came through.

"Boss, come quick! Sister Meng made your favorite seafood noodles!"

Wenren Lei groaned, slowly opened her eyes, casually tossed aside the meatballs and A1-V she was carrying, and groped for the walkie-talkie, mumbling, "Okay..."

Maruko and A1-V regained their freedom, pushed open the front door together, and rushed out of the house, chasing after the aroma of food.

Wenren Lei threw the walkie-talkie onto the sofa, slowly crawled on the carpet, and nestled into Fu Yan's arms.

"Sweetie, it's time to get up." Fu Yan gently stroked his earlobe with his fingertips.

Wenren Lei buried her face in Fu Yan's lower abdomen, her voice muffled: "I'm angry."

Fu Yan asked softly, "Why?"

Wenren Lei made a fuss unreasonably: "Getting out of bed is such an infuriating thing."

Fu Yan said softly, "That's all because of getting up, which made Lei Lei angry."

The front door was opened, and Wenren Yu's teasing voice came in: "Whose lazybones are you, still sleeping at this hour?"