Start with a cow (doomsday)

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Yu Jing is sweet alone, and the result is...

    Bai Niannian was tempted by this domineering spicy and delicious smell, which belonged to the taste of food, and couldn't help twitching his nose, trying to relieve his greed.

    Although the effect is not too big, the relief is a little bit, she doesn't want to drool in public, this black history.

    This is a girl, a strange little insistence.

    As a result, all the small animals were too playful, but they diluted the energy of Bai Niannian, and the greed in his heart also reduced a bit.

    However, Dad Hu's craftsmanship is really good, or maybe everyone's eating is really bad recently, they are all fooling around, the best is the chicken stewed before, and the dumplings filled with beef.

    Nowadays, it is rare to encounter Delicious Er, and with the blessing of Dad Hu's delicious cooking skills, Bai Niannian feels that this feeling has been controlled for a long time, but only a lonely one.

    Even if he usually looked at the cold and serious Yu Jing, he couldn't help cocking his nose at this time, and his eyes frequently looked towards the cauldron.

    However, although he looked at the pot more frequently than usual, he still listened to the movement around the house more.

    They have come up with such a scent, but they have to guard against zombies with a sensitive sense of smell.

    Yu Jing has walked around the village before, and has a general understanding of the situation in the village. Most of the zombies are still staying at home, and the level is not too high. Compared with the evolution speed in the city, the village's The evolution of zombies is obviously slow.

    For Yu Jing and them, this should be good news.

    The spicy and fragrant scent was still constantly being released in the air. Hu Rangrang frequently wiped his face, fearing that if he was not careful, his saliva would flow down in public.

    Thinking about it, I felt that that scene was the scene of a serious social death.

    Guo Xiang didn't have the heart to be sad at this time, his eyes were full of crayfish.

    The others were all the same. Hu Xue was young, and his burden was not as heavy as adults like them. He kept jumping up, looking at the pot, and muttering from time to time, "Are you okay, okay?"

    "It's coming, it's coming." Dad Hu didn't expect that he would be able to perform a little more than usual today. While he was satisfied with his cooking skills, he did not forget to appease everyone.

    The crayfish came out of the pot soon, and Hu Ma steamed rice on the stove on the other side.

    The real firewood rice, steamed in a big pot, is not necessarily enough to eat.

    Because there were not only a lot of them, and the food was good today, I always felt that this pot was not enough, so Yu Jing had already taken out a few bags of quick-frozen small steamed buns from the space and steamed them together with the rice pot.

    I hope there is enough to eat.

    Noticing the afterglow of the situation around the house, he sighed inwardly.

    When his eyes turned to the top of Bai Niannian's head, he unconsciously began to become gentle.

    The top of the little girl's head is round and cute, just like her chubby face with a little flesh.