Chapter 18:

Lu Qiming was four or five meters away from the refrigerator, but the smell was so fierce that he was also affected, and he almost fainted.
He covered his mouth and nose, dashed forward, kicked the refrigerator door, and pulled her back to the courtyard.
The two took a breath of fresh air. After waiting for a long time, they felt that the smell should have disappeared, and then re-entered the room.
Jiang Miaomiao left sequelae, far away from the refrigerator.
Lu Qiming pulled out a pack of good cigarettes from the drawer of the coffee table, took one out, sniffed the tip of his nose, and stuffed it into his pocket with satisfaction.
She curled her lips when she saw it, "Are you sure you won't quit smoking? There is no doctor these days. If you get lung cancer, no one can save you."
He shrugged, "Didn't you say that? You die sooner or later, and you die later. It's better to enjoy it before you die. You eat junk food for enjoyment, but don't I smoke?"
"Cut, when someone cares about you."
Jiang Miaomiao turned around and ignored him, rummaging in the living room.
There are many things in the house that she can use.
The U-shaped leather sofa, solid wood coffee table, 100-inch large TV, air conditioner, washing machine, double bed... She wished to move them all back.
It's just that she has limited physical strength and can't handle too much. She tried to move a table to no avail, so she focused on daily necessities.
There are shampoo, shower gel, skin cream in the bathroom, and quilts, pillows and sheets in the bedroom.
There were clean clothes in the closet and shoes in the shoe closet. She packed up a few big bags and carried them back.
Putting the bag in the living room of the new home, Jiang Miaomiao came back non-stop.
Just about Lu Qiming's strength was so strong that he should be the main force, she saw him holding a wrench and a screwdriver, knocking against the switch on the wall.
Jiang Miaomiao watched in confusion.
"what are you doing?"
Lu Qiming lit a cigarette and let out a white mist.
"I tried it. The solar power system works, but the infrastructure in the house is not ready. Move these things over and install them, and there will be lights in the evening."
She heard her eyes gleaming.
"Really? Then can other electrical appliances be used?"
Air conditioner, TV, washing machine, ice... Uh, the refrigerator is too bad, she is afraid of bad hands.
Lu Qiming patted her on the head.
"Go busy with you and wait to see the results."
He finished smoking in one breath, stepped on the cigarette with the toe of his shoe, and continued to screw the screw.
Jiang Miaomiao thought that there would be electricity in the evening, so he was extremely motivated. In the morning, he ran back and forth between the two houses at least a dozen times, and moved all the daily necessities that he needed.
Lu Qiming disassembled dozens of switches and sockets and installed them in his new home. Then unscrew all the light bulbs in that house, find the folding herringbone ladder from the utility room, carry it to the new home and climb the ladder to install the light bulbs one by one.
In the living room is a huge crystal chandelier. After loading it up and sweating profusely, he straddled the ladder to rest.
Jiang Miaomiao opened the door with his shoulder, carrying a bag for clothes in each hand, and one hanging from his neck, and walked in like a Christmas tree.
She was about to go upstairs to put things, Lu Qiming suddenly called her.
"and many more."
She turned her head and saw him leaping off the ladder, walking a few steps to the wall, and pressing the switch.
With a soft sound of "Da", the crystal lamp turned on, and the lamp holder slowly rotated, sprinkling bright light to every corner.
Jiang Miaomiao opened his mouth and stared at the long-lost lights.
His eyes blinked, and he almost cried with joy.
With another soft sound, Lu Qiming turned off the light and explained:
"The solar power storage system has limited power, and there is no way to generate electricity at night or on rainy days. It can save a bit or save a bit."
She nodded and wiped the wet corners of her eyes.
"It's okay, I'm very happy to have electricity."
Mobile phones and computers can finally be restarted, and there is no need to worry about the air conditioning being too hot in summer. Compared with the people who fled in the original text, she doesn't know how many times lucky.
Lu Qiming saw her so happy, drooping the corners of her mouth, and said pitifully:
"I worked all morning, so tired, starved to death, do you have any food?"
Jiang Miaomiao was a little disappointed when he mentioned the word "fan".
She searched several houses around, and all the new things in the refrigerator were decayed.
Only dry goods such as rice, noodles, salted fish and bacon are edible.
However, pipeline natural gas is used in the community, and the pipeline is not repaired and broken long ago, so the kitchen has become a display and cannot be used.
Raw rice and raw noodles cannot be eaten, and salted fish and bacon cannot be eaten dry.
The only thing that can be eaten directly is the instant noodles they brought.
After listening to her, Lu Qiming thought of something she had just seen, and told her to wait for a few minutes before running out.
Jiang Miaomiao didn't know, so he put down things and went to get instant noodles.
Lu Qiming came back and saw from a distance he was holding a square black board in his hand.
She walked over and took a closer look. It was an induction cooker.
Lu Qiming found a socket near the ground in the living room, put the induction cooker on the ground next to it, plugged it in, and pressed the switch.
Buzzing—a familiar voice rang.
He turned his head back with his mouth raised, "It's time to cook."
Jiang Miaomiao was pleasantly surprised. He went to the neighbor's house and took a series of things including oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and pans, as well as half a bucket of unused pure water in the drinking fountain. He squatted on the floor of the living room and started cooking.
She was obviously at home, but she made a picnic-like feeling.
The meal is very simple, just boil the rice with water and throw a few slices of bacon and bamboo shoots when it is half cooked.
The family was quite rich, so Jiang Miaomiao found dried abalone and dried sea cucumber in the kitchen cabinet.
She hadn't eaten before, let alone make it, thinking that it should be more nutritious, just to replenish the body, so she washed it with water and threw it in to cook.
Lu Qiming lay next to him with his arm resting, and he couldn't help but worry about seeing her heroic cooking skills.
"Is this really edible?"
She held the spatula confidently.
"Have you never eaten claypot rice? You do it all in this way, but what about it?"
Lu Qiming said, "Then I will wait and see."
Jiang Miaomiao concentrated on cooking. Because he was not skilled in cooking, it was the first time to use this induction cooker. He was not sure about the heat and was afraid of burning. When you see the rice smoke, adjust it down quickly, and when it doesn't move, turn it up again, turning it over with a spatula from time to time.
After tossing for more than an hour, at about two o'clock in the afternoon, when Lu Qiming was dizzy with hunger, the meal finally came out.
She used a beautiful ceramic plate from a neighbor's house, which was not very slimy, so she poured some ketchup, sprinkled with black pepper, and barely decorated it.
Spread a large bath towel on the open space in the living room, and the two sat cross-legged next to the bath towel.
Lu Qiming was holding the fork, and he couldn't move it.
"Or I'll have instant noodles..."
Jiang Miaomiao grabbed his hand, "Come back and eat!"
Lu Qiming: ...so fierce.
He sat down aggrieved, took a spoonful into his mouth, and chewed slowly.
Jiang Miaomiao looked expectantly, "How does it taste?"
Lu Qiming did not speak and continued to chew.
She waited for a few minutes and couldn't help it.
"Are you a cow? You haven't finished chewing yet?"
He pulled a dark object from his mouth and frowned.
"Even if my mouth is good, you can't torture me like this. What do you do with rubber?"
Jiang Miaomiao was also blindfolded, and he leaned over and looked at it for a while before he recognized the thing.
"What rubber? It's called sea cucumber. Do you know that it's expensive? I don't know the goods."
"You can't bite, no matter how expensive it is."
Jiang Miaomiao didn't believe in evil, so he picked a sea cucumber from his plate and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing hard.
Lu Qiming ate leisurely, waiting to see a joke.
She chewed and chewed, chewing and chewing, chewing her cheeks would be broken, helplessly spit out and wipe her mouth.
"Bah, what the hell."
Lu Qiming smiled and shook his head.
Fortunately, the taste of the rice is not bad, at least it can taste.
They lay on the floor and hiccups, neither of them wanted to move.
Lu Qiming said: "I still have a light bulb installed in the afternoon, so you can wash the dishes."
Jiang Miaomiao said: "I'm going to clean up the room this afternoon, you go to wash the dishes."
After pushing back and forth for a long time, they unanimously agreed-it's the end of the world. What dishes are there to wash? Throw it away after eating, and bring a box back to the supermarket next time.
Without housework, they lie down and rest in peace.
Jiang Miaomiao was sleepy, looking at the lamp above her head, suddenly thought of something, and ran upstairs to hug a bunch of things.
Lu Qiming opened his eyes and looked at her.
Mobile phones, laptops, flashlights, kindles...and their matching chargers.
There are four sockets in the living room, which Jiang Miaomiao has taken. Sitting next to one of the sockets, he looked at the phone screen and flexed his hands.
Lu Qiming asked: "Do you want to play mobile phones that way?"
This is simply nonsense. After holding it for a few months, who can bear it? Jiang Miaomiao is inexplicable.
"Don't you want to? Oh, why haven't I seen your phone?"
"I do not have."
"how is this possible."
"Really do not have."
"Tsk tsk, poor old man."
She wanted him to go to the cell phone shop on the street to get one, but the start-up bell had already rang, and she had no time to worry about him anymore, and she concentrated on holding up the phone.
It didn't work for too long, and she didn't know where to point her hand.
After opening a stand-alone version of Xiaoxiaole and playing for a while, I found the feel.
Lu Qiming called her twice but did not respond, so he had to sleep on his own.
After sleeping for more than an hour, the first thing I wake up is to see her.
Jiang Miaomiao changed to sit down and was able to play the stand-alone version of King Glory.
Lu Qiming poured some pure water to wash his face and walked behind her.
"Hey, it's time to work."
She never looked back.
"I plan to take down the bathroom heater in that house and install it in the bathroom here. Do you want to take a shower?"
Jiang Miaomiao clicked the screen desperately, his eyes reluctant to blink.
Lu Qiming took a deep breath, "We don't have enough water. It's better to get some in the lake."
"Know it, let's go, don't bother me around."
She thought he was noisy, pushed him out of the door, and continued to play the game.
Lu Qiming had to leave alone.
After holding back in the basement for so long, and now finally being able to touch electronic products, Jiang Miaomiao couldn't stop playing.
Tired of playing with the mobile phone, she turned on the computer, double-clicked the small green diamond, pinched the villain and built a house intently, and she shook it for several hours without knowing it.
Time flies quickly. When her neck is sore that she can't stand it, and when she lifts her head to move, she finds that it is getting dark, and the living room is dim and quiet.
"Lu Qiming?"
She yelled, no one answered, turned off the computer and went out.
There are a few zombies wandering around the house, because the zombie blood on her body has not been washed, and she did not pay attention to her.
On the small road directly opposite, a large rectangle approached this side.
Jiang Miaomiao rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had hallucinations.
Damn, the mattress is perfect! Why are you walking on the road?
As the mattress got closer and closer, Jiang Miaomiao recognized the two long legs underneath and hurried over to help.
Lu Qiming tied the mattress with the cloth strips, holding the cloth strips in both hands, very laborious, and glanced at her.
"Are you willing to put down your phone?"
She knew she was ashamed and did not refute, she tried very hard to grasp the edge of the mattress to help him share some weight.
However, I was really not good at doing physical work. Not only was it unsuccessful, but he was staggered by the cushion and almost fell.
Lu Qiming gave her a hand to help her with a terrible expression.
"It's not easy for you to live so old."
She doesn't like to listen to this.
"I lived well before you came."
Yes, I am willing to live if I am comfortable, and die immediately if I feel uncomfortable. Is that OK?
Lu Qiming resisted the slander and said: "Don't move this, help me open the door."
She trot in front to open the door, and he strenuously carried the huge double mattress, moved into the villa, moved up the stairs, and finally put it in the small room where they slept last night.
There are no windows in the small room. Even if a zombie wave breaks out someday, it is safest to hide with the door closed.
It's just that the area is a bit smaller, and the mattress occupies half of the space after it is placed.
Lu Qiming lay on it, breathing heavily, his temples wet with sweat.
Jiang Miaomiao felt that he was so tired that he felt uneasy, so he went to the living room and poured him a glass of water.
"You rest, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Hot Pot."
"...Why don't you want to eat dragon meat?"
Lu Qiming aggrieved, "Then you still ask me what to do? What can I eat?"
Jiang Miaomiao turned to leave, and from the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of his left hand, resting on the mattress, trembling visibly.
"What's wrong with your hand?"
He immediately took it back, "Nothing, go cook."
"Let me see."
She couldn't help but walked up to him, sat on the mattress, and forcibly looked at his hand.
Lu Qiming could carry a large mattress of one to two hundred catties, but he couldn't match her thin arms, so he pulled it out with a gentle pull.
The arms were covered with zombie blood, which was too dirty to see clearly.
Jiang Miaomiao wiped it for a long time, revealing the complexion underneath, turning on the light and looking closely at the light, the wrist was obviously swollen, and there were blue-purple bruises on the skin.
She frowned. "Are you hurt?"
Lu Qiming averted his face and wanted to withdraw his hand.
"Nothing, just a little injury."
Jiang Miaomiao held it tightly, not letting go.
"what is the problem?"
He had to tell the truth, "The mattress is too big and it accidentally smashed when I moved it."
"Why don't you ask me to help?"
Lu Qiming was speechless, "I called, you let me go away, don't make you play games."
"Uh...is there?" Jiang Miao's face flushed red.
He didn't speak, his expression was obviously saying-don't play dumb.
"Well, I am really too fascinated by the game, but you can wait until I finish playing and move together, and don't rush to use it."
She cheekily explained a few words, ran downstairs, and brought some ointment to apply him.
Lu Qiming shook his head, "Take a bath first, then apply medicine after washing."
Jiang Miaomiao was at a loss, "A bath? We don't even have water."
He hummed twice, with a terrible expression, and said "come and praise me" all over his face.
"It's definitely not on you. I can't count on it in this life, but there is still me. You go to the bathroom and have a look."
There are more than one bathroom in the villa. However, like the other rooms, there is no decoration, only water pipes and wiring are laid, empty, not even a faucet installed.
When Jiang Miaomiao went to the bathroom at noon, he secretly went to the yard. After listening to his words, he walked to the nearest bathroom and opened the door to see...
A whole set of shower facilities are installed on the wall, and the silver metal is so bright that it can reflect the figure.
Large square sprinkler, shower, faucet.
White ceramic toilet.
There was a small shelf on the side wall. The shower gel and shampoo she had brought back were placed on the shelf, and the white towels were neatly folded.
She turned on the switch, and the clear water rushed.
It was cold at first, but after a while, it became warm water.
She couldn't believe it, Lu Qiming walked in and turned on a switch by the door.
The warm yellow light fell on her with heat, and he pointed to the ceiling.
"Yuba also has it."
Jiang Miaomiao looked at him in surprise.
"You are amazing!"
She will have hot water for a bath in the future!
Lu Qiming waved his hand humbly, feeling sweet.
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't wait to take off his clothes and wash it happily now, but when he saw his swollen wrist and the faucet was installed by him, he walked out consciously.
"You wash first, I'll cook."
Lu Qiming stopped her, "You wash, I will do it."
She looked shocked, "You...have changed sex?"
I used to rob her for meat, but now he took the initiative to give up the opportunity to take a shower?
Lu Qiming sighed, "I don't want to eat ketchup and boil rubber anymore."
Jiang Miaomiao: "...make your meal!"
She washes first, she washes first.
When Lu Qiming went downstairs to cook, she took a set of clean pajamas from the bag—it belonged to the hostess in the next room. The size was a bit larger and the style was a bit old, but it was better than nothing.
Jiang Miaomiao turned on the bath heater and hot water, paired with citrus-scented shower gel and water lily-scented shampoo, and took the most enjoyable bath so far. It lasts nearly half an hour, and after washing, the whole body is refreshing and fragrant.
At the same time, Lu Qiming's dinner was ready.
He cooked porridge, fried bacon with soaked dehydrated vegetables, fried salted duck eggs with ham, and dried seaweed shrimp skin to make soup.
Spread out the bath towels as a simple dining table. Putting these three dishes and two bowls of white porridge on the table, he was about to go upstairs and ask Jiang Miaomiao to eat, when he saw him walking down the stairs, wearing pink silk pajamas.
After taking a shower, Jiang Miaomiao was in a very good mood. All his previous unhappiness was forgotten, and only food was in his eyes.
"It smells so good." She squeezed a piece of bacon and threw it into her mouth, chewed it, and gave him a thumbs up, "Your craft is getting better and better."
Lu Qiming looked at her without blinking as if he hadn't heard it.
She stretched out her hand and shook it before his eyes.
"Are you stupid? What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." He hurriedly retracted his gaze, the roots of his ears were slightly red, "Why do you wear such old-fashioned clothes? It looks like a thirty or forty year old."
"You look like a thirty or forty year old, with no taste at all. Does this dress look good? How gorgeous."
Jiang Miaomiao pulled the clothes on, and the smooth fabric reflected the pearl-like luster under the light.
Lu Qiming's ears became redder, and he turned around and said, "I'm going to take a bath."
"I won't wait for you."
Jiang Miaomiao sat down cross-legged, picked up the hot porridge bowl and started eating.
A few minutes later, Lu Qiming came down with a bath towel, his body covered with foam.
She turned her head and glanced, puzzled.
"What are you doing?"
"Half of the wash is out of water."
"Oh no?"
Jiang Miaomiao's cheeks were hot.
He didn't bother to care, lifted the bucket of pure water and prepared to go upstairs.
She thought of the other party helping herself to boil water and bathe before, and quickly put down the dishes and ran over, grabbing the bucket.
"It's not good to wash with cold water, you go and stay under the Yuba, I will boil the water, and I will bring it up for you."
"Are you so kind?" Lu Qiming's eyes were suspicious.
Jiang Miaomiao exclaimed, "Hey, don't think it's like you alone can do the work, okay? I also understand that it is not the white-eyed wolf who learned Entu's return."
He couldn't help but let go of the bucket.
"Okay, then I will wait for you in the bathroom."
Jiang Miaomiao started to boil water, the capacity of the pot was limited, one pot after another, the progress was slow.
She squatted by the induction cooker and waited for the water to boil, thinking that tomorrow she would have to find an electric kettle to boil hot water. It would be better if there was a drinking fountain with a filter, you can go directly to the lake to get water.
After boiling the water and sending it upstairs, she came back for dinner. Lu Qiming didn't come out until she finished eating. Looking at the cell phone and computer with full power, her fingers started to itchy again.
It is not appropriate to play games, after all, people hurt their wrists to work.
I have to find something for myself.
Jiang Miaomiao looked around and decided to calculate the supplies in her hand.
The things in the living room are piles on the left and piles on the right. Indeed, they should be sorted out.
She brought papers and pens, arranged the materials in different categories, and kept a note for every thing she handled.
I don't know how long it took, Lu Qiming went downstairs.
The dirty clothes were taken off and thrown away. He was still wrapped in a bath towel, his body was slender and thin, and his wheat-colored skin was hiding power.
He knew that Jiang Miaomiao had brought a lot of clothes back, and was going to go to the bag to look through the clothes and wear them. When passing behind her, I couldn't help stopping.
Her pajamas are too big, the fabric is slippery, and the collar moves with the movement, revealing half of her white shoulders.
The outline of the shoulders is beautiful, thin and delicate, but the skin is densely covered with the traces of the previous glass shards.
After half a month of self-cultivation, the blood scab has fallen off and the wound is light pink.
If you don't take a closer look, you can't figure it out, but if you look closely, you feel shocking.
He still remembered how she looked like she was covered in blood, so fragile she threw herself into his arms and wept, as if he was her only support.
Jiang Miaomiao noticed his gaze and raised his collar and said, "Don't be a hooligan."
He looked away, pulled out a men's check pajama cover from the bag, untied the bath towel and threw it aside, put on a white short-sleeved T-shirt, squatted down to help her tidy up.
It was pitch black all around, only the light was on in this house.
The zombies were wandering around outside the window, looking blankly through the glass, reluctant to leave.
The two quickly compiled a list.
Food (about 5~7 days):
Three bacon, two salted fish and half a ham. Six ham sausages, three salted duck eggs, and two preserved eggs.
Twelve sea cucumbers, seven dried abalones, three bags of seaweed, one bag of dried fungus, one bag of dried mushrooms, and one bag of dried bamboo shoots.
600G of dehydrated vegetables, six packs of biscuits, five packs of instant noodles, two packs of mustard, and a bottle of chili sauce.
Half a bag of rice, a bag of flour, some seasonings such as oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
Daily necessities: two bottles of shower gel, two bottles of shampoo, one bottle of conditioner, one tube of toothpaste, two toothbrushes, two mouthwash cups. One bottle of detergent, one bottle of toilet cleaner, and half a bottle of toilet water.
Three bottles of skin care products, a comb, a dozen hangers, and a bottle of laundry detergent.
Three sets of men’s clothing, four sets of women’s clothing, two pairs of shoes each, four pairs of underwear each.
Two quilts, two pillows and two sheets.
Four plates, two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks. One wok, one saucepan, one spatula.
Medications: 15 band-aids, two bottles of Yunnan Baiyao aerosol, one box of anti-inflammatory drugs, two rolls of bandages, and one pack of cotton swabs.
Electrical appliances: one induction cooker and one bathroom heater. One laptop, one mobile phone, one flashlight, one power bank, one kindle, and several chargers.
Furniture: One mattress.
Lu Qiming shook his head at these things.
"Too little, nothing is needed."
"Is there?" Jiang Miaomiao felt painful at the thought of moving things. He just wanted to stay at home and play games, and muttered: "I think it's quite enough. Let's finish eating the food first."
Lu Qiming picked up a salted fish and shook it.
"Do you think it looks like you?"
"...Like your father!"