She had cooked the canned meat with instant noodles, and although it tasted pretty good, a fragrant and exceptionally savory aroma started drifting in from outside just as the scent began to emerge. After the apocalypse, life had become hard, and fresh vegetables were not easy to come by unless one ventured into the fields, where they might still find crops that had not been spoiled.
After the apocalypse, Chen Si had been seriously injured and remained unconscious, so with him in tow, when did they have the opportunity to look for food in those large agricultural bases?
Suddenly encountering this long-missed savory fragrance was too much for anyone to resist. And it wasn't just the others—Meng Qingluo herself began to scorn the instant noodles in the pot.
Bai Qianqian wrinkled her little nose, looked disdainfully at the pot nearby, and blinked at Bai Ye, "Dad, I miss Mama."
