Chapter 148：

Tang Miao reached Tang Sihuang's ear, and if his lips touched his earlobe, "Daddy, there are indeed survivors in those houses, but there are zombies, and they are tied to the bed."

The two knew that those who had become zombies were probably relatives of the survivors. The villagers couldn't kill them by hand, so they had to tie them up, presumably they had an illusion about their recovery.

"Want to help them?" Tang Sihuang asked blandly.

Tang Miao shook his head and said, "Forget about leaving a note on the door when you leave." Those people who are hiding at home can certainly hear the sound of the car engine, but the door is still closed, indicating that they do not want to interact with outsiders. That being the case, they don't have to rush to find it. But a reminder is still necessary, those zombies must be removed, and if they break free from the ropes, the rest of the survivors will undoubtedly die. As to whether the villagers can see the paper and whether they will follow suit, it is not up to him to decide. The so-called "do everything, listen to destiny". He can only do that.

司 Tang Sihuang flashed a smile in his eyes and nodded.

At this time, Tang Chun walked in with a smile on his face: "Sir, we found a lot of good things."

There are six bags of millet. Rural people are used to washing snake skin bags containing fertilizers and then loading rice, each bag is at least 60 kilograms; there is also a tank of fresh rice, about 100 kilograms; two bags of dried cotton; one bag of sweet potatoes Noodles are about four or five pounds; half a bag of flour and two bags of noodles. In addition, they also found two pieces of bacon on the house beam, at least twenty pounds, and two bags of dried peanuts. People in the countryside like to scramble eggs, and if they are enough, they will be sold at the market. Zhang Wang found a carton full of eggs. There were about a hundred of them. Tang Miao smiled brightly. In addition, they also found a few potatoes in the kitchen, a large piece of dried kelp, some red peppers, half a barrel of cooking oil, and some seasonings. Two loofahs, a few eggplants and cucumbers have rotted because they were kept too long.

It was almost dark the next day, and a few people packed everything together and put it in the car the next day. Tang Yi turned on the outdoor emergency light and put it in the kitchen. Tang Chun and Zhang Wang helped Tang Miao make dinner. Tang Miao did not want to cook every day, but unfortunately he had a daddy with stomach problems and picky mouth. Tang Sihuang is a man of gold, but he doesn't like to eat some, and some don't like to eat, but who made it. He eats less when others make it; he eats more when Tang Miao makes it. Tang Yi, Tang San, Zhang Wang, and Tang Chun were all touched by Tang Sihuang.

Tang Miao does not use the stove in the countryside. Zhang Wang is responsible for adding wood to the stove. He is only responsible for cooking. The rice is cooked on a coal stove. Because eggs are inconvenient to carry, basically all survivors have little chance to eat eggs. So Tang Miao boiled eight eggs, steamed a large bowl of egg custard, and made a red pepper and garlic clove omelette, cool potato shreds, bacon stew noodles and minced meat kelp. The seductive fragrance wafts in the air, making even the hungry big men feel hungry.

After the rice was cooked, Tang Miao first peeled an egg for Charles and Heiwei. Both ate very happily.

Tang Miao watched Tang Sihuang's brows stretch, looking relaxed, and knew that the taste of the food was very suitable for him, and he felt happy.

"Little Master, the dishes you make are so delicious! It's great to work with you on the task." Tang San was full of oil, and while talking, he quickly rooted into his mouth.

"It's all made casually. If you like to eat it, eat more. It just happened to collect a lot of supplies today." Tang Miao gave Tang Sihuang a bowl of egg custards. "

Tang Sihuang bowed his head and gave him a chopstick egg, knowing that he loved to eat.

Tang Chun noticed something strange. This wasn't the case for the young master. Perhaps it was only in the last days that he knew the preciousness of affection.

"It's really delicious," Tang Chun said with a strange atmosphere, and smiled, "when group two and group three are on a mission together, they don't know who will cook. It's a matter of discussion."

Wu Tangyi also thought of this problem and quickly said, "Didn't Fengzi stay in the cooking class?"

At this moment, Charles and Heyway suddenly rushed towards the door at the same time, rushing out while barking.

"Wang Wang ..."

Tang Tangyi and Tang San jumped up, their long swords were already in their hands, and when their low voice of "who" was heard, their people were already in the yard. Tang Chun and Zhang Wang followed suit, and their movements were not slow.

Tang Miao looked at Tang Sihuang and exclaimed: "Daddy, your men are really good."

"It must be better than you." Tang Sihuang stood up with a smile.

Tang Miao discouraged. Can't his father not hit him for a day?

Tang Sihuang patted his head, I do not know whether to continue to strike, or to appease, and then went out the door. Tang Miao followed quickly.

The two came to the courtyard and saw Tang Yi's flashlight aimed at the courtyard wall. A small man rode on the glass with one arm across his head, blocking the glare.

"Don't, don't, I'm a villager in this village. I'm not malicious, really ..."