The NO.1 Food Stall in the Wasteland novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Everything is Purely Fictional, Please Do Not Take It Seriously

"S-Sister, you’re here." Liu Yaozu’s voice was strange. He cleared his throat and put on a fawning expression. "Sister, I did a really good job sorting the seeds today. Absolutely no mistakes."

Shen Lu ignored him and looked at Yang Jing, who was silently wiping away tears. "Mom, why are you crying?"

Liu Qiang shot Yang Jing a warning glance. Yang Jing pouted aggrievedly. "I... got some sand in my eye."

"Oh."

Hearing this, Shen Lu instantly lost the desire to press the issue.

After checking the sorted seeds with a blank expression and confirming there were no issues, Shen Lu assigned the next day’s work.

"We’re done with sorting seeds for now. Tomorrow, Mom, you’ll go sow a plot of onion seeds."

"What about me and your brother?" Liu Qiang suddenly asked.

"If you can move, you can plant onions with her. If you can’t, then don’t bother."

Liu Yaozu’s heart leaped with joy. ’Does this mean I don’t have to work and can still get good food?’

"However, if you don’t work, there’s no reward the next day. You should understand the concept of ’more work, more reward.’"

Liu Yaozu’s face fell, but he quickly returned to normal.

’It’s not a big deal, really,’ he thought. ’It just means eating a few bites less. Besides, his mom can still work, and she’d never let him go hungry.’

Seeing Liu Yaozu’s sneaky, gleeful little expression, Shen Lu knew exactly what he was scheming.

She glanced at Yang Jing, who was staring at the ground in sullen silence, then turned and left.

Since the shop wasn’t open today, there was no revenue to count and no Lottery Tickets to draw.

After washing up, Shen Lu curled up on the sofa to watch TV, munching on sunflower seeds. CRUNCH, CRUNCH.

But... for some reason, something felt off.

She tilted her head and looked around. The person who had watched TV with her yesterday wasn’t there.

Shen Lu pouted, slipped on her slippers, and went to the spare bedroom.

Fu Cheng had been feigning sleep with his eyes closed. Sensing her presence, he slowly opened them.

"I’m negotiating for the military armored vehicle," he said.

He thought she had come to ask about that.

"I’m not here to rush you about that." Shen Lu tilted her head. "Fu Cheng, how are you feeling now? Does your head still hurt?"

"Much better."

"Do you have any strength back?"

"Some of it has returned."

Shen Lu’s eyes darted. "It must be boring just lying there. Want me to watch some TV with you?"

Fu Cheng: ?

After a moment of surprise, he seemed to understand something and nodded obediently.

"Okay."

Shen Lu pushed the TV into the room. "What do you want to watch?"

"Anything is fine."

He wasn’t interested in this stuff anyway, so it didn’t matter what they watched.

Shen Lu picked a highly-rated movie. The plot was incredibly cheesy: the main story was about a human female lead and a mutant beast male lead who meet by chance. They develop feelings for each other, but neither will admit it. After a series of misunderstandings, they finally end up together.

"Are there really mutant beasts that are this handsome?" Shen Lu asked curiously.

"No, all mutant beasts are ugly." Fu Cheng shattered her fantasy without hesitation. "Besides, mutant beasts are controlled by their animalistic instincts. With the exception of a few highly evolved ones with intelligence, the moment a mutant beast smells human flesh, its only thought is to eat."

A scenario like in the movie, where the mutant beast lead bites the human heroine’s neck but forcefully restrains his instincts and doesn’t bite through, would be virtually impossible in reality.

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