Chapter 4: 4

 

Jiang Miaomiao was very curious about one thing.

 

"Where did you come from? How did you find this place? Wasn't there any zombies chasing you in the middle of the road?"

 

Lu Qiming replied: "I walked all the way here from City C."

 

City C is tens of kilometers away from here, but it's not that far. However, it would also take several days and nights to walk.

 

There are zombies on the way. How did he come here unscathed?

 

Jiang Miaomiao didn't believe it, "Did you come here together with the army? I don't believe you could go this far alone."

 

He has a good figure and great strength, but he doesn't have any weapons. He doesn't even have a fruit knife.

 

There are no super powers in this book and the zombies are very strong. Unless humans follow the army, otherwise they would be beaten to death.

 

Lu Qiming shrugged and continued to chew her pork chop. He didn't care whether she believed it or not.

 

Jiang Miaomiao grabbed the pork chop.

 

"Stop eating, you have already exceeded your quota for today."

    

"You..."

 

She took out their agreement and pointed to the first article and said:

 

"See this? No more than 500 grams a day. You ate at least five kilograms today."

 

Lu Qiming's black eyes flashed with dark light and his voice had a faint danger.

 

"You should know that I can beat you like a chicken, right?"

 

Jiang Miaomiao was very confident about this.

 

If he's really the kind of person who advocates the law of the jungle and indiscriminately kills people just to survive, he should've killed her as early as he came in. Why wait until now?

 

Unless... he wanted to imprison her as his desires' X vent...

 

She suddenly shivered and covered her face into a letter A.

 

"I'm warning you not to play rogue!"

 

Lu Qiming: "...Lunatic."

 

Since he couldn't eat anymore then he'll just go to sleep.

 

As Lu Qiming walked upstairs, Jiang Miaomiao thought of one thing and said:

 

"You're not allowed to sleep in my bed nor could you freely enter my room. Sleep in the guest room."

 

"There are no quilts there."

 

"Wait."

 

She went to the bedroom to get a pillow and a summer cool quilt then threw them to him.

 

"Here. See how generous I am?"

 

Lu Qiming held the quilt in disbelief, "It's March now."

 

If he sleeps using this summer cool quilt, won't he freeze to death at night?

 

Jiang Miaomiao was embarrassed, "I know, but I only prepared a few quilts and I can't give you my own. You're much stronger than me anyway. I believe you'll make it."

 

Qiming Lu was speechless and walked inside the guest room.

 

Jiang Miaomiao finally arranged everything and in order to reward herself, she lay on the bed and read her e-book for half an hour.

 

She woke up early today and had a hard busy day so she fell asleep after reading and didn't wake up until the evening.

 

In the dim light of the living room, she saw a figure sneaking towards the basement.

 

At that moment, Jiang Miaomiao thought it was a zombie that broke in and she was about to turn around and ran away when she remembered that she had adopted a new "big dog".

 

She turned on her flashlight and asked the other party:

 

"What are you doing?"

 

The light was dazzling that Lu Qiming raised his hand to cover his eyes.

 

"Get something to cook."

 

"Your quota is used up."

 

He changed his answer in a polite manner: "I'm gonna cook for you."

 

"Thank you, but I'll do it myself."

 

Jiang Miaomiao ruthlessly refused and went into the basement to get some ingredients for cooking noodles.

 

Lu Qiming stood by and watched eagerly. After a while, he completely gave up and went to the window to smoke.

 

The white smoke curled up and the sunset tinted his skin gold, and because of his high nose and deep eyes, it looked pretty good.

 

When the noodles came out of the pot, Jiang Miaomiao walked to his side with her bowl.

 

Several zombies were wandering outside the window. She pointed to one of them with her chopsticks, saying:

 

"Don't you think he's handsome?"

 

"Which one?"

 

"The one with a hat that was dressed fashionably and has fair skin. I guess he's either a second generation rich or a little star before he died. Half of his face was chewed off so he was probably bitten by a damnable zombie."

 

Lu Qiming looked at her in surprise.

 

She touched her face, "What's wrong? My face hasn't been gnawed in half for you to stare at me like this."

 

He shook his head, "No, I just thought..."

 

It's the end of the world now and who's not desperate to escape?

 

Along the way, he has seen countless life and death parting with you-fight-me-I-fight-you situations. Human nature in this present time isn't worth mentioning.

 

In the eyes of some people, food, water, weapons and medicines are more important than human lives...

 

Only when he came to her, the world suddenly changed from a dark and bloody action film to a leisurely and peaceful landscape documentary.


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Jiang Miaomiao suddenly exclaimed, "Newcomers are coming."

 

He looked up and saw a fat zombie staggering into the yard. His rotting mouth was making an ear piercing sound.

 

"Big gold chain with big watch, he's either a rising star or a rapper and his shirt is GUCCI. Hey, how could they bite his buttocks like that? Too cruel..."


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She was holding a bowl of noodles while slurping. She watched the new zombies while chattering like an old lady.

 

Within three minutes, the fat zombie already had a new name—Golden half buttocks.


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Lu Qiming asked: "Aren't you afraid of them coming in?"

    

"I'm afraid."

 

"Then are you prepared?"

 

Jiang Miaomiao was asked this question and she wasn't prepared.

 

"Which would hurt more, to be bitten to death or to turn on the gas and commit suicide?"

 

She had read on the internet before that you would be poisoned to comatose after inhaling gas, and if she continued to inhale gas after losing consciousness, she would die.


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Her death won't look beautiful and it's easy to incontinence, but compared to the pain of being bitten alive, the latter is obviously much easier to accept.

 

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It's just that this time is hard to accept.

 

At least she's already dead. Granted, the zombies rush in, but it's already too late for them. It’s just a pity that a lot of her supplies haven't been used up yet.

 

Lu Qiming looked at her with admiration, "It's not easy for you to live until now. Really. Cherish it."

 

He took his final puff and threw the cigarette butt out of the window then went to the guest room to sleep.


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Jiang Miaomiao had been sleeping all afternoon so she didn't feel sleepy. After eating, as usual she turned on her flashlight and practiced painting.

 

It's very cold in the early spring evening.

 

She was wearing thick coral velvet pajamas and her hands were cold after less than half an hour of painting.

 

Lu Qiming was only wearing shorts and was covered by a summer cool quilt. Will he catch a cold?

 

She looked at the two thick quilts on her bed and hesitated whether to give him one. She thought about it. Forget it, he's not a blockhead that he couldn't say it if he's cold.

 

The night passed.

 

The next day was a good day. The golden sunlight came through the window and the tea trees in the yard blossomed.

 

If there are no zombies wandering outside, she really wanted to go out for a walk.

 

Jiang Miaomiao went down the stairs after she finished washing and found that Lu Qiming had already gotten up, and was doing push ups on the living room floor.

 

She has to say that he is indeed a beautiful sight.

 

Lu Qiming also saw her. He immediately stopped and asked with great anticipation: "What shall we eat for breakfast?"

 

She smacked her lips twice.

 

"I eat noodles every day that I'm about to throw up. Let's cook porridge."

 

She had a lot of salted duck eggs.

 

"Okay, cook more."

 

After Lu Qiming said this, he was about to exercise again, but she grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back.

 

 

"Where are you going? Wash the rice and go cook."
 

    

"Me?"

 

"En, it's clearly stated in our agreement that you're responsible for the housework and cooking is also housework. Men and women shouldn't touch hands when they give or receive things. I don’t need you to wash the clothes. You just have to cook delicious food."

 

Lu Qiming smiled bitterly, "Don't you think you're being a little impolite, using me as your nanny?"

 

"You think too much, nannies get paid."


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She's still humane considering today's era and she's only responsible for food and accommodation.

 

Lu Qiming started to wash the rice and cook porridge. Jiang Miaomiao returned to the bathroom to wash clothes.

 

The washing machine was useless and she could only use her hands. She's lazy so she just poured some laundry liquid and rubbed them casually then hung them by the window to dry.


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The weather is so good that the clothes should be hung outside and it's best to dry the quilt in the sun to keep warm at night.

 

It's just that the zombies have bad eyesights. If they thought it's a person who squats down there and climbs up to look for food and break the window, it's not worth it.

 

After washing the clothes, she went downstairs. The porridge is already cooked and was added with some salted egg and ham sausage, and it tasted delicious.

 

Only one important thing was missing.

 

Jiang Miaomiao said with regret: "I should have planted two pots of green onions."

 

It's nice to have lettuce, carrots, potatoes, tomatoes and cucumbers then raise two chickens to lay eggs every day or raise a cow to milk.

 

Sob, she hasn’t eaten fresh food in a long time since the refrigerator ran out of electricity.

 

Lu Qiming drank two bowls in one breath and wiped his mouth.

 

"You're quite particular."

 

"I might die one day so I couldn't treat my mouth badly."

 

She drank her porridge, tasted it carefully and nodded in satisfaction.

 

"You have good craftsmanship. Did you used to be a cook?"

 

Lu Qiming lost his smile and dropped his head down, "Yes, I'm a cook."

 

Jiang Miaomiao patted him on the shoulder.

 

"The burden of cooking will be on you. Don't let me down, young man."

 

Lu Qiming wanted to roll his eyes, but suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to asked:

 

"Can I eat more? I'll work hard to cook for you and you can't let me starve to death."

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Jiang Miaomiao was entangled.

 

Whether it's important to eat well or just be full was a problem.

 

After thinking about it for a long time, she endured the pain and said, "Alright, you can eat 100 grams more every day."

 

Lu Qiming picked up a piece of ham sausage and bit it inch by inch with his front teeth. Obviously, he was mocking her that this wasn't enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

 

Jiang Miaomiao asked: "How much do you want?"

 

"To eat and drink until I'm full. Of course, if we run out of food one day, I will go out and find food for you."


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"No, you can just turn on the gas for me by then."


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She would rather die than suffer outside.


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After breakfast, Lu Qiming used the buckets as barbells and trained his biceps in the living room.

 

Jiang Miaomiao sat next to the coffee table, took out her pen and paper then continued to copy the pig raising manual.


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While copying, she couldn't help but recall the aroma of food.

 

The pork was so fragrant.

 

You could make braised pork, twice cooked pork, steamed pork with rice flour, sweet and sour tenderloin, boiled pork slices, fish flavored shredded pork, stir fried pork with chillies and pork dumplings with plums. You could also make braised pork ribs, garlic ribs, pork liver soup, stir fried pork loin... hiss.

 

Lu Qiming inexplicably looked at her.

 

"Just practice your calligraphy. What are you drooling about?"


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She wiped her saliva and glared at him, she wanted to take some beef jerky to relieve her greed.

 

However, as soon as she stood up, a warm stream came out of her and the familiar feeling made her head confused. She didn't dare to move and stood still.


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Lu Qiming became more baffled. He put down the buckets and came over.

 

"What's wrong? Are you about to die?"

 

"Hand, hand me some paper..."

 

He handed her the drawing paper from the coffee table then she rushed upstairs with the papers in her arms without looking back.

 

Lu Qiming frowned, looked down and found two drops of bright red liquid on the chair.


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In the bathroom, Jiang Miaomiao was holding the papers while sitting on the toilet. She felt very regretful and extremely regretful.

 

She even bought two bottles of toilet cleaner. Why did she forget to buy her great aunt's sanitary pad?!


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The original book didn't say that female characters would normally menstruate!






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T/N: great aunt - menstraution

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