I woke up this morning and went to the morning market, originally planning to buy some old tree peaches for preserved peaches, but I didn't sell them. Bought a few green onions and three pounds of sweet potatoes and came back. Before entering the community, I saw a friend posting

I woke up this morning and went to the morning market, originally planning to buy some old tree peaches for preserved peaches, but I didn't sell them. Bought a few green onions and three pounds of sweet potatoes and came back. Before entering the community, I saw an official notice from a friend, and the city was silent for three days.

Even if it is silent for a month, I can't be hungry, so I am afraid that the express will not be sent and received in time.

When I entered the house, I planted the green onions, and it was quite Zhouzheng. After drinking a glass of milk, an egg went downstairs to do nucleic acid. The long line, with no end in sight, had to freeze me into popsicles before it was over.

Three days ago, I made the peaches in the refrigerator into preserved peaches, and before the finished product was produced, I was almost finished without a second steaming. The few pieces left, lying alone on the drying rack in the sun, were just a little. I just took it for lunch. Then steam a drawer of sweet potatoes, a stick of black corn, steam it, cut the sweet potatoes into strips and dry, and dinner and tomorrow's breakfast are ready. These are the three meals on the first day of silence.

Three days of silence, sweet potato black corn is enough.