On a dark and windy night, Daman calculated with his fingers that it was a good day to eat.
"What do you want to eat today? What about tomorrow?" "You have to eat even if you are robbed."
"Please drink milk." Daman held a large box and handed it to Brother Bing. "It's about to expire anyway."
"Stealing food, shall we come together?" Either we are eating, or we are on the way to eat.
Intent: Enjoy life with a relaxed mood in the doomsday state