Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 50 (1/2)

This is a fan translation. Correct me if you think some should be corrected.

Chapter 50 (1/2)

After a full meal, the bowl was returned to Lu Qiming to clean up. Jiang Miao Miao went to the bathroom to shower with the water he brought back.

The climate on the island is warm, and after another day’s work, they didn’t feel cold after bathing in cold water. On the contrary, they felt refreshed and full of energy after washing.

Jiang Miao Miao’s T-shirt smelled dirty and sweaty, so she went to the wardrobe upstairs to find new clothes.

Judging from the style of clothing, this house should have lived in a family of three, parents in their thirties and a little boy about ten years old.

Dad’s clothes were too big, and the little boy’s clothes were too small, so she had to wear her mother’s clothes.

This mother dresses in a warm and unrestrained style, either a floral dress with a deep V-neck or a long red dress.

Jiang Miao Miao picked for a long time before finding two printed skirts and putting them aside alone as her own change of clothes.

She changed her clothes and went downstairs. Lu Qiming sat on the threshold, smoking a cigarette while looking at the street.

“Have you finished your cigarette yet?”

“It’s long gone.”

“Then where did you find a new one?”

He raised the thing in his hand and shook it, and she realized it was not a cigarette but a cigar.

Residents on the island like to smoke cigars, and there are dozens of boxes on the store counter, which are now Lu Qiming’s property.

She doesn’t mind him smoking, but he has just recovered. Will smoking this kind of thing affect his body all day long?

Jiang Miao Miao expressed her worries, and Lu Qiming raised his eyebrows.

“You hate me?”

She pouted and sat down on the threshold.

“I can’t figure out what’s so good about smoking this thing. It’s understandable to use the root to relieve the pressure when the injury is too painful, but now it’s obviously not injured. If you are bored, there are fruit candies in the store. This is delicious.”

“Fruit candy?” Lu Qiming couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s what children like.”

“Hmph, you are very old.”

Jiang Miao Miao didn’t bother to care about him, so she pulled out a grass leaf and played with Jiang Meimu.

She seems to have returned to the days of living in the World Trade Center, eating and drinking carefree.

But life now is obviously much better than then. She can go out when she wants to go out, bask in the sun when she wants to, and nothing can stop her, just like the little king on this island.

Lu Qiming sipped his cigar and suddenly felt it had no taste. He turned his head to look at the person around him and cleared his throat deliberately.

“Ahem, you really don’t want me to smoke?”

“It doesn’t matter. Smoke if you like. Just don’t smoke me.”

“You look at me.”

She turned her head, and the other’s lips were pressed against each other suddenly. Without going deep, they just pressed against each other quietly, feeling the breath and body temperature.

The sea breeze blows them, and the sunset shines on them.

Jiang Meimu lay on the ground and yawned lazily, their embracing figures reflected in its round black eyes.

The last ray of light disappeared at some point, and the vast stars silently occupied the sky.

Jiang Miao Miao pushed him away with a red face and said in a low voice:

“It’s late. Go to bed.”

Lu Qiming nodded, drove the dog in, closed the front and back doors, and entered the master bedroom with her.

Lying on the bed, he remembered the birth control pills she brought back today, thinking she would do something.

But Jiang Miao Miao fell asleep when she went to bed, huddled in his arms, with her hands slightly clasped on his chest. Her sleeping face was peaceful and beautiful.

The hot blood in his body suddenly calmed down. He kissed her forehead, buried his face in her soft long hair, and fell asleep.

Two people and one dog lived an extremely regular life on this small island.

Get up at 8|9 o’clock every morning. One cooks and the other does laundry.

The washed clothes hang out in the yard and let the sun dry.

After eating, collect supplies in the town in the morning, go to the cultivated land to take care of potatoes and tomatoes, pick the ripe ones, and store them in a cool place.

Lunch and dinner are done alternately, and the entire afternoon is spent in the sea.

Or pick up shells, or catch crabs or fish.

Human beings have suffered heavy losses, but marine life has ushered in an unprecedented breeding season. The sea is like a huge treasure house, always surprising them.

After two months, not only did the two of them gain weight, but they also gained a lot of supplies in the small room that was converted into a warehouse.

Three or four baskets of potatoes, two baskets of tomatoes, many daily necessities, and several barrels of seafood.

Because the island’s climate is too warm, the food is perishable, and often it spoils before they have time to eat it.

Jiang Miao Miao figured out a way to slice the potatoes, spread a plastic sheet on the ground in the yard, spread the potato slices out evenly, and let them expose to the sun for three or four days until they would break when pinched and put them in fresh-keeping bags and save.

She collected all the edible salt on the island, mashed the boiled tomatoes into a paste, added salt, and continued to boil until it became a thick paste, then packed it in a glass bottle and used it as tomato sauce.

Seafood is even more convenient, wrapped in salt and placed in the yard to dry.

As long as you prevent the seagulls that occasionally fly over to steal food, you will be able to harvest dry goods that can be stored for at least one or two years in a short time.

The small warehouse is becoming more and more fulfilling day by day, and Jiang Miao Miao’s mood is also getting better and better. Every morning when she opens her eyes, she feels that life is extremely wonderful.

Of course, there are some small flaws in the beauty.

For example, Lu Qiming always laughed at her——she was tanned like a black monkey.

She wanted to refute it, but she stood in front of the mirror and looked closer.

The bronze face, bronze arms, and even the tops of the feet are dark. Only the palms and the soles of the feet are lighter.

It’s really a black monkey. They were right.

But when she looked at Lu Qiming again, she immediately felt balanced.

After all, she was still bronze, with a healthy complexion. Lu Qiming, who ran outside every day, was already as black as charcoal, running towards the standards of Africans, and gone forever.

Jiang Miao Miao used to like whitening very much and tried various widely spread methods.

What to drink lemonade, eat vitamins, apply whitening|essence, and sunscreen.

After the end of the world, she got her wish, and she didn’t go out every day. So white that the blood vessels on her wrists were clearly visible.

It’s only been two months now, and her white skin has become a thing of the past as if it never existed.

At first, she felt awkward about how ugly it looked.

But as time went on, she gradually changed her aesthetics and was able to appreciate this unique beauty.

Black skin is good. Black skin with a white suspender skirt is extraordinarily beautiful.

And because she eats a lot, does a lot of physical work, and is in a good mood, her figure is also plump.

The buttocks became rounder, the breasts become fuller, and a few abdominal muscles were faintly revealed on the flat stomach, which satisfied her.

Jiang Miao Miao’s swimming level has been greatly improved. Before that, she could only do dog pawing, but now she takes a deep breath and can swim back and forth under the water a few times.

This afternoon, Lu Qiming dragged out a small boat from the residence and went fishing in the sea a little further from the shore.

He had been there once before and brought back a large salmon weighing more than ten kilograms.

The two ate half of it that night, and the remaining half was dried by Jiang Miao Miao, and it is still hanging on the beam.

Jiang Miao Miao felt a little seasick, so she didn’t go with him and stayed with Jiang Meimu, picking up shells on the shore.

After training, her skill at picking shells can be said to be proficient, and she knows the places where those little things like to hide, like the back of the palm of her hand, and she can catch them accurately.

After a while, a washbasin was picked out.

There is still a lot at home, so she doesn’t have to worry about food for the time being, so I can be a little lazy.

Jiang Miao Miao ran back home, brought a glass of beer brewed by the islanders and packed in wooden barrels, sat in the shade on the beach, drank while admiring the scenery, and burped a few times in satisfaction.

Jiang Meimu walked by, wagging its tail, and she stroked its fur, feeling jealous.

“All of us are tanned like dogs, but you are still so white.”

Jiang Meimu didn’t feel her own advantage at all, staring at the cup in her hand, thinking it was something good.

She poured some into her palm and handed it over for it to lick.

It tasted it, and it walked away with a look of disgust.

Jiang Miao Miao laughed loudly, lay down on the beach, and rolled around twice, suddenly remembered that this kind of life would not last long, and felt a sense of loss.

Lu Qiming’s normal life now depends on vaccines. There are only nine vaccines, two of which have been used since he came to the island, and the rest can be managed for seven months at most.

What about after seven months?

It is impossible to go back. Gu Changzhou will kill them, so stay?

This place is very good. It may not be a bad choice if they become a zombie and live for a long time.

But human beings will come back sooner or later. Ten years later, when they set foot on this land again and saw two stupid zombies, they probably would blow their heads off without hesitation.

What does a headshot feel like?

She recalled the tragic scene of the zombie’s head exploding, touched her head subconsciously, and continued to drink.

Alcohol is a good thing. It makes people blindly happy and forgets all their troubles.

Jiang Miao Miao dug a hole in the sand with her toes, finished her beer, and planned to take a nap.

After waking up, Lu Qiming will probably come back, and then they will go home together. He will take a shower, and she will cook.

What should she have for dinner? Cook the rest of the half salmon?

Just thinking about it, a small boat suddenly appeared in the sea.

She stood up and looked. It was Lu Qiming’s ship.

He came back so soon. What happened?

Jiang Miao Miao hurried to the shore, wanting to ask him.

Before Lu Qiming touched the shore, he shouted at her from afar:

“Go home quickly!”


“A typhoon is coming. Hurry back!”

Typhoon ???

Jiang Miao Miao looked into the distance, and sure enough, a large black cloud floated in the sky at some point. The wind was howling below, and the huge waves were surging.

She has been living inland and has only heard about typhoons but has yet to experience them.

The power of the typhoon has been reported in the news, and even a big tree can be rolled up by its roots, let alone her, which weighs less than a hundred so far.

When Jiang Miao Miao heard the words, she hurriedly called Jiang Meimu and ran home to collect clothes, potatoes, and dried salted fish in the yard.

Halfway through receiving it, Lu Qiming also arrived home, and he didn’t even have time to flush the sand off his feet. He helped her clean it up.

The two took all the things in the yard back into the house and closed the doors and windows without stopping.

There are seven or eight windows downstairs and seven or eight windows upstairs. They usually don’t think there are too many, but now it is really terrible.

They ran so fast that only two were left.

One is in the east, and the other is in the west.

Jiang Miao Miao went to the west and left the east to Lu Qiming.

She ran to the window, grabbed the frame, and was about to close it when a gust of wind blew in from the outside. The glass hit her face like a gong and bounced back heavily.

Her cheeks were numb from the beating. She was dizzy and fell on the floor, unable to get up for a long time.

When Lu Qiming heard the movement, he speeded up his hand and closed the window to help her.

“How? Are you hurt?”

Jiang Miao Miao stretched out her hand with difficulty.

“Leave me alone, Windows!”

The wind kept blowing in. The paintings on the corridor, the quilt pillows on the bed, and the lamps on the bedside table were all blown away from their original positions, rolling around the room.

Lu Qiming had no choice but to put her down first, walk to the wall against the strong wind, and try to close the window.

But the wind seemed to be against him. The harder he tried, the stronger the wind blew, and he couldn’t close it no matter what.

Jiang Miao Miao tried her best to get up, grabbed the hem of his clothes, walked over with her strength, and pushed in with her four hands together. With all her strength, she finally closed the window.

The house is not solid, there are air leaks in all directions, and the sound of the wind outside is like howling ghosts, which makes people’s hearts jump.

Soon the sky also became dark, and the room was gloomy.

The two didn’t dare to stay upstairs, so they ran to the small room on the first floor that looked the strongest, closed the door, and hugged each other.

Videos I’ve seen come to mind.

The typhoon blows the car away.

The typhoon blows the tree away.

The typhoon blew the roof off.

Jiang Miao Miao heard a loud bang from upstairs, her heart skipped a beat, and her voice changed tune.

“Is our roof gone?”

Lu Qiming didn’t seem worried at all.

“No, houses built by the sea are not so fragile.”

“But I just heard…”

“Do you want to go out and have a look?”

“I don’t want to.”

“That’s it.” Lu Qiming patted her head, “Hey, sleep when you have nothing to do, and the typhoon will pass when you wake up.”

The movement outside the door is like a group of crazy Decepticons coming who can sleep.

Jiang Miao Miao put her arms around his waist and suddenly remembered something.

“It’s over!”

Lu Qiming asked: “What’s wrong?”

“The kelp I hung on the window didn’t come back! Huuuu, the kelp I’ve been drying for several days, it’s going to dry soon, and I’ve already thought about using it to make soup…”

She was heartbroken, but he burst out laughing, kissed her, and said:

“Understood, Grandma Jiang. If your kelp is gone, it will be gone, and I will fish for you again.”


She leaned in his arms, listening to his heartbeat, very afraid that the house would fall down and crush them to death.

They have only lived a good life for two months, which is far from enough.

“Lu Qiming.”

After a few minutes, she suddenly called him.

Lu Qiming hummed, “Is there anything else you forgot to collect? I will make up for you in the future.”

“Shall we get married?”


He suspected he had heard wrong, rubbed his ears, and wanted her to repeat it.

Jiang Miao Miao said that sentence completely impulsively, and now that she realizes it, she is very embarrassed.


She closed her eyes and was going to sleep, but the other party held her shoulders and shook her awake like a sieve.

“You want to marry me?!”

Jiang Miao Miao blushed, pushed him away, and said:

“I’m sleepy, don’t bother me.”

Lu Qiming was so excited that he pulled her into his arms with such force that he seemed to strangle her to death.

“Okay! Let’s get married tomorrow!”

Jiang Miao Miao couldn’t breathe, but her heart was sweet.

But after a few minutes, she regretted it a little.

She liked Lu Qiming, and Lu Qiming liked her, so it was logical for them to get married.

But when other people get married, the man proposes first, giving diamond rings, flowers, and a marriage proposal ceremony, which is very grand.

And her?

With a sudden word from the center of the typhoon, the other party didn’t do anything, just a word of “good,” and the matter was settled?

However, it is not easy for them to live until now, and Lu Qiming has nowhere to buy flowers or diamond rings.

So Jiang Miao Miao pressed this regret into her heart and began to think about her wedding.

The typhoon blew for half a day and overnight, and it gradually disappeared the next morning.

The two came out of the small room and were startled by the scene outside.

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