In the big classroom, Dabao put a lot of kitchenware here, and then released a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables.

In less than an hour, the three of them had a delicious meal. Uncle LAN cooked eight hot dishes, two cold dishes and delicious dumplings for them.

Dabao and Yongzi had a good time this time. They could not move their stomachs.

Fortunately, Dabao took out the elixir, and the two were much more comfortable.

After this meal, the two teenagers already know one thing. Although it's the end of the world, they can't live without uncle Lan's delicious food in the future.

Dabao gave Shulan a pulp washing pill in the evening and asked him to wash pulp in the big classroom on the third floor. As for him and Dayong, they cleaned up a dormitory on the other side of the second floor.

Then he gave uncle LAN a big bed. As for bedding, he threw it on the bed and believed that he would clean it up.

The glass on the window has been broken for a long time. The two of them directly installed several iron bars, and then nailed cloth on the window. In the daytime, they can turn on the ventilation, and in the evening, they can close it. There are several iron bars blocking it. Even if there are Zombies climbing up, they have a chance to react.

The next morning, uncle LAN had climbed to the water pipe downstairs and washed it. Now he was light and relaxed. He knew that he had really dug up treasure this time. Unexpectedly, as a middle-aged man, he still had this kind of adventure. You know, after washing marrow, he now looks like he is in his twenties.

Uncle LAN cleaned himself up and went straight upstairs to cook. It's better to make porridge for breakfast. The two kids eat more, so he has to make more.

When cooking, he also cleaned the second floor, and then found the room prepared for him by two teenagers. He spread the bedding for a while, and then looked at several sets of clothes on the shelf, which were suitable for him now. His whole face showed a slight smile.

He felt two teenagers' deep concern for him.

When he cooked all the porridge, Dabao and Yongzi got up. They practiced for half a night before they got up.

"Good morning, uncle LAN!"

"Good morning, uncle LAN!"

"Dabao, Yongzi, come to dinner soon. Uncle LAN cooked two kinds of porridge for you today and made some small dishes. Do you like it?" The more uncle LAN looks at these two young people, the more comfortable he is. When he thought of living with them in the future, he felt even more happy. He was an orphan. Although he said he was a cook and got a senior cook certificate, he still didn't feel the sincerity of others.

But now, he felt the sincerity of these two young people.

He is a little bit of a mother, he is more appreciative of the heroic youth, but he is not a pervert, he is just pure appreciation.

At this time, uncle LAN had regarded Dabao and Yongzi as his nephew. He was already 40 years old. For various reasons, he didn't want to get married, and he didn't want to get married because he should.

It has to be said that uncle LAN is still a very individual uncle.

Dabao and Yongzi are just like snatching food. When they finish eating, they can't walk there any more.

Uncle Lan was a little helpless, but he ate happily. He found that the fruits and vegetables prepared by the two teenagers were not ordinary fruits and vegetables.

After Dabao and Yongzi eat, they are ready to go out and chop zombies. Uncle Lan also goes out with them. Although Dabao and Yongzi don't want him to chop zombies, uncle LAN is a cook after all. If he is full of zombies, how can he cook?

"I'll try. It's almost noon. I'll come back early to cook." Uncle LAN assured.

Dabao still gave him a machete, and three of them went out of the abandoned building.

As soon as they got to the street, they met a wandering zombie. Uncle LAN cut it directly with a knife. After all, uncle Lan was a man who had used the knife for decades. This knife was neat, and even the zombie didn't shed black blood.

"Uncle LAN, that's great!" Yongzi couldn't help praising.

Uncle LAN chuckled with orchid fingers.

Although Dabao accepted uncle LAN, he still had a bad acceptance now. But Yongzi didn't feel any pain. He began to discuss with Uncle LAN how to chop zombies.

The movement on their side soon attracted a lot of zombies, and all three of them began to act.

After only one night, these zombies seem to have grown up a lot. However, the three men had great strength. In an hour, they almost cut down more than 100 zombies.

At this time, a young man in a nearby building yelled at them, "kid, I don't have any food now. You carry a box of instant noodles for me, and I can give you money."

"Sick!" Yongzi compared him with a downward thumb, "keep the money for yourself. I don't have time to wait on you."

"How can you be so heartless? I'm starving! "

"You're starving, not us." Uncle LAN yelled at the young man above, "if you don't come out, you deserve to starve to death!""You... You wait for me..." the young man said cruel words at most, but where he dared to go out, there was a zombie at the door of their house. He wanted them to come up to solve the zombie at the door because he saw the three people below beat the zombie badly.

But Dabao didn't care about him. They continued to fight with the zombies. After another hour of fighting, uncle LAN went back. He was going back to prepare a big lunch for the two teenagers.

As for Dabao and Yongzi, they will clean up all the zombies in the street.

After the two of them went back, uncle LAN had already set a table full of dishes. They cleaned themselves up and began to have a big meal.

During the meal, Dabao looked at Uncle LAN and said, "Uncle LAN, you don't have to wash the dirty clothes in the future. We have many clothes in our hands. We can change them directly."

Lanshu shook his head. "You two are young. Maybe you can't feel some things. I don't know how long it will last. If it lasts for ten, twenty or thirty years? Are you sure you have enough clothes for that long? "

Dabao gently raised his eyebrows. Although they didn't collect enough, they were definitely enough to wear in his small shop, but he couldn't say anything about it.

"What should be washed still needs to be washed. If it's really rotten and can't be worn, I'll throw it away." Uncle Lan said seriously.

After dinner, Dabao and Yongzi went to practice directly. Uncle LAN cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, washed the dirty clothes Dabao and Yongzi had changed, and hung them in the yard. Now there is still water in the pipe, and I don't know when it will stop.

Uncle LAN found out, Dabao. They prepared several big buckets in the aisle on the first floor, and the buckets were full of water.

Uncle LAN still thinks that the water may not be enough. After all, the air is polluted now, not to mention the water. In the future, there will be a shortage of water.