Frozen Doomsday: Ice sculptures turned into real objects, I built a god-level fortress

The frozen doomsday has unknowingly arrived on the fifteenth day.

At this time, the food brought by Mrs. Qian and Qian Qian were already running out.

Originally, Qian Qianqian and Qian Duoduo had huge appetites, and they ate and drank without knowing how to save.

At this rate of consumption, the mother, son and grandson may not be able to survive for a week.

Mrs. Qian sat down on the sofa wrapped in quilt, her face looked ugly, and there was a pack of compressed biscuits on the table in front of her.

There was a big tooth mark on the compressed biscuit, as if someone had just taken a bite.

Qian Duoduo is lying on the ground rolling around. He wants to eat chocolate, Oreos, KFC, drink Coke, and refuses to eat this compressed biscuit.

Qian Qianqian also sat aside, with a look of pain on his face, trying hard to stuff biscuits into his mouth, for fear that the dregs would fall to the ground.

Annoyed by his son's quarrel, he stretched out his leg and kicked him.

"What are you making a fuss about? This is the only thing you can eat now. Do you like it or not?"

Turning to Mrs. Qian, she said, "Mom, are these really all we have left now?"

"I remember there were some instant noodles, biscuits and so on?"

"These compressed biscuits are really choking. My throat hurts from eating them. I have to drink water, so I have to risk my life to get snow outside."

Mrs. Qian was also a little annoyed by her grandson's quarrel, so she slapped Qian Duoduo for the first time.

"Oh, I wish I had brought your sister out."

"Maybe now we can trade her for some supplies."

Qian rolled his eyes before doing it, swallowed the compressed biscuit hard and said: "Mom, please stop making trouble."

"Nowadays, everyone regards supplies as life. If you don't have enough to eat, who will be an extra burden?"

"Even if someone wants to vent, they will definitely look down on Qian Xiaoxia and will only look for someone more beautiful."

When Qian Qianqian said this, Ye Ming's body flashed in his mind and he licked his lips.

He made up his mind that if he really couldn't hold on any longer, before he died, he would have to find Ye Ming and be satisfied one last time.

Mrs. Qian bit her lips tightly, feeling helpless in her heart.

Her plan was originally flawless, and the stolen supplies were enough for the three of them, mother, children and grandchildren, to spend the past three months comfortably.

But she didn't expect that she would be tricked by Zhou Xun and end up like this, which made her angry.

"It's all my fault that dead security guard Zhou Xun dared to deceive us with garbage."

"Should I say it, he is indeed rich in supplies. Look at the fresh leeks he has not digested in those olis."

"How much supplies does this guy store?"

Mrs. Qian didn't say Zhou Xun was okay, but when she mentioned Zhou Xun, Qian Qianqian became angry.

I remembered the video that Ye Ming sent to me. In the video, Zhou Xunzheng, Liu Mengru and Wu Juan were eating hot pot.

Wu Juan was not dead, and was rescued by Zhou Xun. Judging from her complexion, she was well taken care of by Zhou Xun, and she looked even more beautiful than before.

This made Qian Qianqian extremely angry, as if there was a green prairie above his head.

He casually made an excuse to say that he was sleepy, and returned to the bedroom before Qian did it. He took out his cell phone and called Wu Juan.

The call was actually connected.

Qian Qian came up and cursed: "Damn bitch, you're not dead. You hid in Zhou Xun's house."

"Okay, you guys, you even started eating hot pot. Why are you so shameless? Now go home right away and see if I beat you up!"

"You dare to cuckold me. I'm really rebelling against you. It seems like you had a premeditated plan, right?"

"The bastard I kicked out is probably not Zhou Xun's. You damn bitch, I'll go to bed early in the morning."

Wu Juan was coaxing her child to sleep, picked up her cell phone and spoke softly.

"Before Qian Qian, this is the last call I will take from you. The former Wu Juan is dead, and now is the new Wu Juan."

"I have nothing to do with your Qian family anymore. Please don't disturb me in the future. I will block you after you hang up the phone."

"I'll go to bed at eight in the morning..." Before Qian Qian could finish speaking, the call was hung up.

When he called again, he was informed that he had been blocked.

"What the hell, Wu Juan, Zhou Xun, how dare you cuckold me. I will not be a human being until I kill you!"

Qian Qianqian was extremely angry and wanted to throw his phone down to vent his anger, but he couldn't let it go. He raised his hand and put it down.

Thinking of the crimes he had suffered in Zhou Xun's villa, he started to cry in grievance as he covered himself with the quilt.

"What a shame, what a shame! What a shame!"

"But Zhou Xun's place is too difficult to attack. I can't defeat him alone. I can't defeat him."

"Forget it, let's just be a cuckold. Anyway, I'm done playing with that bitch, so I'll give Zhou Xun a pair of broken shoes to warm his feet."

"But they actually eat hot pot, eat hot pot, oooooo, they make me so greedy, I want to kill them and put them in the hotpot."

"Forget it, isn't it just a hot pot? It's just like anyone who has never tasted it. It doesn't taste good. The hot pot must be sour. Yes, it is sour..."

Qian Qian hid under the quilt and muttered to himself that one moment he was going to kill Zhou Xun and Wu Juan, and the next moment he persuaded himself to accept his fate and put the hat firmly on his head.

After tossing for a while, I actually fell asleep from the tossing.

Mrs. Qian had long thought her son was weird and had been eavesdropping outside. Now she heard the snoring, opened the door and walked in quietly.

He picked up his son's cell phone, unlocked the screen saver, looked through it, and found the chat history between him and Ye Ming.

He was so angry that he touched a broom and started smoking before doing anything with the money.

"I'll beat you to death, you're a guy with sperm in your head. You only eat and sleep every day, and eat after you sleep. If it weren't for me, you would have starved to death."

"I still think about that slutty woman Ye Ming. If you offend her, aren't you afraid that she will eat up our family of three?"

Qian was woken up before doing it, and was beaten by Mrs. Qian so that he could avoid it, but he was still whipped firmly with the broom.

He was originally injured and was beaten by Gao Yao to the point where he has not yet recovered.

"Mom, stop fighting. My son is wrong. I promise not to provoke Ye Ming in the future."

"Listen to me, Wu Juan is still alive now, living in Zhou Xun's villa, and she actually cuckolded me!"

Mrs. Qian stopped the broom in her hand and asked doubtfully, "Are you sure she is still alive?"

"It's absolutely true. I just talked with her on the phone. If you don't believe it, just read it." Qian Qianqian dug out the call records and showed them to Mrs. Qian to prove that what he said was true.

Mrs. Qian's reaction was so great that her eyes almost burst into flames. She broke the broom with a strong effort with both hands.

"This slutty woman seems to have had an affair with Zhou Xun a long time ago. I thought it was weird when she advanced the medical expenses for Zhou Xun's dead father."

"She is simply slapping the eighteen generations of our old Qian family in the face. She dares to steal men. She is so tired of living."

"When I did that, it was for the future of our entire Qian family. She was so coquettish that she stole a piece from a little security guard. Son, you beat her too lightly."

"Wu Juan, Wu Juan, your son is still in the Qian family, so you are a member of the Qian family no matter what. I have lived for so many years and I can't control you anymore!"