[BL] Natural Disaster Apocalypse | ✓

Chapter 141

This dinner not only satisfies the appetite, but also relieves the tense emotions of everyone. In addition, the recent days have been quite smooth, and the mental outlook of the entire small courtyard has improved. It's not a small change, at least in terms of demeanor, it doesn't look like it was exhausted by all kinds of post-disaster trifles before, and it has somewhat recovered from the loss at home.

After the dinner, each family gradually resumed their own pace of life, because Song Jia's mouth before, let Yang Jing also find a new way of life, and the convenience of Internet access made her no longer limited to the area of the second district. For the list, she opened the clothing section directly on the Internet, which can be handed in and picked up, or delivered to the door remotely.

It's just that any daily necessities are at risk of being robbed. It's safer to use the official delivery channel, but it's more expensive, but most people choose to hand it over and pick it up. Every time the place chosen for the transaction is in the neighborhood committee, the room on the No. 1 building has been vacated, but it has not been used for civilian use, and it has been directly converted into a dormitory for the staff of the community service center.

There is a police station next to the newly built community service center, and a small square next to it, which makes both parties feel at ease in terms of safety.

Although there are not many people who ask Yang Jing to make clothes, they can make two or three sets a month. The money they earn and the rice they exchange are enough for consumption, and they don't need to suffer from the wind and sun outside. What she does is still something she likes very much. Yang Jing never imagined that she would really be able to have a job in the clothing industry in this life.

Yu Zibai's work on the farm is getting better and better. Xu Ming is also on the farm, and he is accompanied by an old acquaintance when he enters. He is also capable. As long as the brain is flexible enough, it is not difficult to learn.

The benefits of Yu Zibai's entry into the farm came out after he started working for a month. He learned how to mix fertilizers. Although he entered the animal husbandry department, he was mainly responsible for animals such as pigs, cattle and sheep, but animals still need to eat grass feed. Yes, so a pasture planting area has been specially opened up. He is not responsible for this area, but he will go to help when there is nothing to do, and then learn how to plant scientifically and mix fertilizers.

After learning it, it's better to teach Mu Nan and Song Jia than to mess around at home.

Not to mention, as soon as the fertilizer is given, the alfalfa grows up quickly, wishing it could grow a little more in a day.

Mu Nan observed around the grass pot: "It's better to feed scientifically. I gave fertilizer before, and if I don't give it, it can grow slowly. If I give it, the roots will rot. Now I don't dare to fertilize watermelon seedlings indiscriminately. Burnt roots."

Qin Huai accompanied him to rummage in every earthen pot to see if there were any bugs, and said, "In a few days, a board for the Academy of Agricultural Sciences will be opened. If you have any questions, you can ask online."

Mu Nan's first reaction was: "Do you want money?"

Qin Huai: "Some require money, and some are free. The free ones are to post questions and wait for the experts in the sector to answer one by one. Those who ask for money are to find an expert alone for one-on-one guidance."

Mu Nan: "Well, that's okay. When will it be opened? I want to ask how to fertilize the watermelon. After the watermelon seedlings grow, do they have to be fertilized to bear fruit?"

Qin Huai put the weeds in his hand into the small basket in Mu Nan's hand: "You can ask when the time comes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his mobile phone ring. He took it out and saw that it was Shi Yuanfei's message. Mu Nan saw that Qin Huai took a picture of a pile of vegetable pots that hadn't grown yet, and asked curiously: "What? Well?"