On the seventh day of the lockdown, the sky over Washington D.C. was as gloomy as a water-soaked cloth, emanating a damp chill.
In the Thomas Family's kitchen, Lucy was preparing lunch. She opened the refrigerator door, and the inside was empty.
The shelves, once packed with fresh vegetables, beef, and cheese, now only had a few limp carrots and a small hard chunk of butter. The freezer only had a single bag of rock-hard peas left.
She turned and shouted upstairs, "Victor! You need to go to the market and get some vegetables and meat, otherwise we'll be eating just bread!"
Zhou Qingfeng had a big appetite; he ate enough for two or three people at once. This doubled the household's food consumption.
The supplies they had stocked before the lockdown were depleting quickly. If it weren't for a few bags of flour and sugar in the garage, they would have been relying on canned food like the neighbors.
