This is my first time writing, so my writing style may be very poor, I hope you can understand.
This is an idea that the author has been thinking about for a long time. I was still in junior high school. When I read a post-apocalyptic novel for the first time, I thought that if the apocalypse really happened, without those superpowers and space, just ordinary people and ordinary conditions, how would a family survive in the small town where they live? I don't have a big golden finger, and I'm not very good at writing about dead people, just the lives of ordinary people in the apocalypse.
Intention: Ordinary life is life, and it is also a kind of happiness.