After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 42: , The ancestral orchid refers to

Chapter 42, Ancestral Orchid Finger

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them quietly.

No one spoke to stop it.

The old man in the ancient years, his hands were surprisingly strong, and he tightly controlled He Yunxi's throat.

did not speak with Yunxi, but looked at the old man in front of him with a smile, without even struggling.

There are so many people, he can't run away.

Perhaps, this is also a relief.

"Let's go!"

Leng Yebai stood in front of Bai Xilin subconsciously, blocking Bai Xilin's sight.

If those dark and bright eyes are sad, it will pierce his heartache.

Bai Xixin took a deep look at the crazy old man behind Leng Yebai, and slowly left here.

This kind of thing, if you see too much, you will be numb.

Every time I see it, my heart will still be touched.

Bai Xixin couldn't bear to see what happened later, but Bai Zhengxuan described it with a sad expression on his face.

and Yunxi were finally strangled to death.

The old man was puzzled and burned He Yunxi and his wife who became zombies.

Later, the old man’s body was found in a wheat field.

He is holding a blood-stained blue down jacket, and his body is full of coagulated blood.

Old man, his wrist is cut.

Granddaughter is his only relative in this world, and it is also the driving force that supports him to live.

Without her, it is difficult for the old man to face the end times alone.

Bai Zhengxuan and Uncle Wang buried the old man and the bones found in Heyunxi’s room. The new graves, one large and one small, looked a little lonely in the endless wheat fields.

A week after the end of the world.

There is no rescue.

The tenth day of the last days.

There is still no rescue.

Today is New Year’s Eve.

As usual this time, every household will cook a table of good dishes, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and welcome the new year.

Now, the cold wind is bleak.

There are more than a hundred cars parked near the wind power plant, and there is not much food left in the cars.

Rice noodles are still enough for a while, but I can’t get hungry when I am hungry, mainly because of gluttony.

coincides with New Year's Eve, some people start to eat dumplings.

There are no vegetables, no meat, and dumplings can’t be wrapped.

There is no danger in the past few days. When there is no danger, it starts to be greedy.

The mentality of everyone has also changed. I don’t know when the rescue will come, and I don’t know how long the food will last.

At the beginning, someone often guarded the car, fearing that people without food would steal it.

It’s not that such a thing has never happened before. There was a car whose trunk was pried open, and all the food was lost!

Without a camera, Captain Zhu and the police can do nothing.

Bai Xixin's family of art masters are bold and never worry about things being stolen.

was all overwhelmed by the Bai family’s heaven-defying abilities.

Pick the persimmons softly.

So, the Bai Xilin's family has been fairly stable these days.

In the bus, a family gathered around a small table.

The white dough turned into various shapes in Bai Anhai's hands, and then turned into small noodles.

Bai Zhengxuan quickly took the rolling pin, and the thin dumpling skin was rolled out.

Leng Yebai looked at the dumpling skins in his hands with a serious face, almost strictly ensuring that the fillings of every dumpling are the same.

This is the first time he celebrated the Spring Festival with his family.

He grew up in an orphanage, and the orphanage will give each child a bowl of dumplings during the Spring Festival, so that it is the Spring Festival.

It turned out that it’s really warm to have family.

"Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Bai Xixi looked at Leng Ye Bai Bao's dumplings of the same size, and slightly twitched the corners of her mouth.

The number of pinches on each dumpling is the same.

"...Is the package bad?"

Leng Ye Bai's face paused, a little nervous.

This is the first time he celebrated the Spring Festival like this. In his heart, this dinner is very sacred.

I'm afraid that I will ruin everyone's interest because of me.

"The bag is very good!" Bai Xixin affirmed the results of Leng Yebai's hard work, glanced at the secret sweat on Leng Yebai's forehead and said, "Aren't you tired like this?"

The cold wind whistling outside the car window.

There was sweat on Leng Yebai’s forehead.

"Not tired!"

Leng Yebai ticked the corner of her mouth slightly.

As long as you don’t dislike him!

Bai Yifan looked at the dumpling-making cold and Yebai with a gratified look. The young man has a future!

In the past, Bai Yifan made dumplings.

Now, his title of master of making dumplings has been inherited!

Bai Xixin, Wang Yiyun, and grandma Liu Jing surrounded as supervisors.

"Old man, your skin is too thick, roll it out again!" Liu Jing pointed at a dumpling skin critically.

"okay!"

Bai Zhengxuan quickly took the rolling pin and rolled it twice.

"My child, dad, rub this dough twice, so vigorously." Wang Yiyun curled his lips.

"okay!"

Bai Anhai kneaded the dough quickly.

"Cold Ye Bai, can you not help you when making dumplings?"

Bai Xixi looked at Qiaolan’s cold night white with some toothache.

The slender and white fingers look more beautiful than her curled orchid fingers, which is unbearable!

Cold Yebai:...

There are three ladies who don’t work by themselves, so they have a lot of demands!

"Sister, brother-in-law, this can't be changed!" Bai Yifan gestured with an orchid finger gesture, "He learned the technique of making dumplings from his father!"

Bai Anhai, a well-known gold-medal lawyer, (once) a righteous person, (also once) clinging to his bones.

In short, very gentleman.

But when it comes to making dumplings, the orchid finger is more charming than anyone else!

The posture of making dumplings in Bai's family is ancestral. The all-color orchid fingers are passed down from male to female!

"Go cooking!"

Bai Xixin rolled her eyes at Bai Yifan.

Bai Yifan smiled at Leng Yebai’s teeth, and went to cook.

Today, he is the chef and cooks more hard dishes.

Bai’s man has no bad cooking skills!

The sky is getting dark outside, and there are no fireworks or firecrackers on the night of New Year’s Eve.

Fireworks will attract abnormal animals and zombies.

The Eagle had never been here since he was chased away last time.

Even so, no one came out at night, all hiding in the car.

New Year’s Eve, deserted and deserted.

Only the bus is very warm.

Bai Yifan showed his skills and fry a table of dishes.

Broiled pork, squirrel fish, boiled fish, braised prawns in oil...and the elbow with sauce that grandpa Bai Zhengxuan was thinking about, all of which were made by Bai Yifan.

Bai’s men, no one can’t cook!

The fairies of the Bai family are only responsible for eating!

The scent of the food was filtered through the smoke pipe, and then floated outside.

Not even the slightest taste spread.

This is also for safety reasons, I am afraid that some mutant animals with sensitive noses will smell the fragrance.

When the dumplings are cooked, everyone just happens to fill a big bowl.

Bai Zhengxuan took his large bowl of dumplings and got off the bus.

"Boom boom boom!"

Bai Zhengxuan knocked on the window of the garbage truck.

"Who!"

Uncle Wang yelled at the outside, turned over, and continued to sleep.

"Me!" Bai Zhengxuan whispered, "I'm here to give you dumplings!"