Mu Zi kept pressing people on the bed, "Zhao Fengnian, you are looking for death, don't move around if you still have injuries!"

Zhang Zhiye went to help suppress Zhao Fengnian and said sternly, "You should be sober, don't move, be careful that your injuries get worse."

Zhao Fengnian is obviously not fully awake yet, his eyes are closed, and his mouth keeps muttering, "My son is crying, and my son is asking me to save him..."

Zhao Fengnian gritted his teeth and looked very painful.

"Old Zhao, wake up!" Zhang Zhi gently shook Zhao Fengnian's shoulders. Seeing that he was stuck in a nightmare, he couldn't climb out. He had to ask Muzi to get a tranquilizer and give him a shot, and let him lie down quietly.

The wound could not be sutured carefully in the hospital, and if the wound was broken in such disorder, it would be worthy of him.

After finally pressing Zhao Fengnian back, Zhang Zhi took out the medicine box and treated him the wound.

Mu Zian stayed quietly at the foot of the bed, lowering his head to help Zhang Zhi busy.

"He really loves his son." Mu Zi whispered.

"Yes, there are no parents who don't love children." After thinking about it, Zhang Zhi still felt that he was too absolute, and said, "Of course, most of them."

There are many parents who care about themselves and are unwilling to give even the slightest love to their children.

Muzi looked out the window, "My parents definitely don't love me."

Otherwise, he won't be thrown away.

Zhang Zhiteng rubbed his head, "You have old Yuan Ai and our love, is that enough?"

Mu Zi lowered his head in frustration, "But I still feel that if I am not good enough, my parents don't want me."

"You are good, upright, kind, clever and clever. Although it is inevitable that you have small shortcomings, this will not constitute a reason for being discarded." Zhang Zhi clutched Mu Zi's head and pressed his forehead, "Mu Zi is a Very good child, if my child can be like you in the future, I will be proud of him."

"Really?" Mu Zi's face turned red.

"of course it's true."

They are all very ordinary people and lead a very ordinary life, so they don't want to have a lot of prospects in this life, as long as they can become strong and kind people.

Several people from Qin Chi came back in the evening and brought a lot of agricultural products.

Ba Ping carried a sack of sweet potatoes and his face was full of joy. "I found a cellar with Lao Yuan, and there were a lot of good things in it. It might be stored by the farmers. I thought they couldn't eat them, so I carried them all back. ."

Bags of sweet potatoes are good in color, and there are also some green cabbage heads, which are stored for a long time, enough for them to eat for a long time.

Qin Chi and Wen Jia went a little further away and found a few pigs in the village, and ten chickens and ducks each. The people in that village should have been evacuated by the state not long ago. The livestock were grazing in the wild looking for food by themselves, and they have survived stubbornly.

Soon there will be floods. These foods can only be washed away by the flood if they are left in place. They will not be wasted if they take them away.

The poultry was brought back by an off-road vehicle, and there was a smell of **** in the car, and the stench was stinking to the sky. As soon as the cargo was unloaded, Qin Chi drove to the distant river to wash the car, and the others drove the poultry and livestock to the backyard.

"Old Ba, how about killing pigs tonight and eating pork?" Lao Yuan looked at the plump domestic pigs in the pen, his saliva flowed out.

"Of course it's OK. If I kill another duck to make soup, I'll find a knife right away." Ba Ping said and acted.

After all, it’s been a long time since a few people have eaten fresh pork, either the frozen meat in the freezer or the cured bacon. There is not enough oil and meat, which can make people panic.

When it comes to eating a big meal, everyone comes to help, kill ducks and pigs, wash vegetables and cook, no one is idle.

There was a sauerkraut jar in the corner. Ba Ping opened it and smelled it, and said, "It smells good."

"These cabbage heads and soaked radishes are suitable for making old duck soup. Pug will show you something tonight. Don't eat snacks for anyone. Keep your stomach and eat more meat."

Muzi, who was stealing food, quietly threw away the ham sausage after hearing it.

Lao Yuan and Zhang Zhi slaughtered pigs in the backyard. The two changed into dirt-resistant clothes, and soon brought in the pork and duck meat, allowing Ba Ping to play freely.

Qiao An is helping Baping to cut sauerkraut, Wen Jia takes care of Zhao Fengnian upstairs, a group of people work together, and when Qin Chi comes back from washing the car, the table is already full of rich dishes.

What kind of pig's feet soup, old duck soup, braised pork, potato stewed duck, and potato stewed pig's feet, etc., a large table of delicious dishes.

When Qin Chi was washing his car, he fished two more fish from the river and asked Ba Ping to cook them and eat them together.

After another half an hour or so, a group of people gathered at the table and swallowed their saliva over the large table of rich meals.

"Lao Zhao doesn't have the blessing to eat meat. Just leave some soup for him. Don't be polite and eat quickly." Ba Ping likes to eat the most, and immediately put a large piece of fatty braised pork into his mouth. Inside, his eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

Others also moved their chopsticks. Qin Chi scooped a bowl of old duck soup for Zhang Zhi and picked a pig's trotters for him, so that he would have to eat it if he didn't like fat, or his body couldn't stand it.

Lao Yuan looked at Muzi and kept throwing fat into the bowl. Muzi was so tired after eating a few pieces, and then threw them all to Baping. Baping came to him and he could eat as many as he could.

Having dinner with Hemeimei, Qin Chi brought out a few cans of beer, Muzi and Qiao'an had soy milk, and they ate and drank while chatting.

Fleeing all the way, it has been a long time since I eat and drink so comfortably.

Zhang Zhi finished eating first, and then went upstairs to change Wenjia to eat.

In the room, Zhao Fengnian hadn't woken up yet, but his injuries had healed, and occasionally he would half-open his eyes in a daze and say a few sleep talks, all about his son.

In Ba Ping's words, the physical fitness of a soldier is good and he can't die.

Zhang Zhi was sitting on the bed and reading, listening to the pattering noise outside the window, and then again, it was raining.

If it weren't for the end of the world and the weather changed drastically, it would be almost winter in this time period. In the usual seasons where people can freeze to death, now they don’t feel cold in thin shirts and jackets.

Without the thought of reading, Zhang Zhi stood by the window and watched the rain.

The night is dim and I can't see the scenery clearly, but listening to the sound of the rain can calm down and forget all my worries.

Qin Chi pushed the door in, and saw Zhang Zhi staring at the night sky in a daze, walked over and hugged him.

"What is Zhi brother thinking?"

Zhang Zhi held Qin Chi's hand, "Just thinking about what to do in the future."

The road to the Xizhao base is not smooth, and the situation in various places is not optimistic. Zhang Zhi feels hopeless when he thinks of the road ahead. There seems to be a spider web in front of him, and there is nowhere to escape.

Is there really a place for them in this world?

Qin Chi tightened his arms and pressed Zhang Zhi into his arms.

"Don't think about it so much, as long as we stay together all the time?" No matter how hard the road ahead is, as long as the friends are still there, we can support it.

Zhang Zhi smiled in a low voice, and felt that as long as Qin Chi was there, he would have the courage to live.

The two whispered sweetly, Zhao Fengnian's faint voice of dissatisfaction came from the bed behind them.

"You two, cough cough, watch out for injuries..."

The two turned their heads together and saw Zhao Fengnian's eyes open, looking at them weakly.

"Lao Zhao, are you okay? Is there anything uncomfortable?" Qin Chi walked over immediately.

Zhang Zhi also stood by the bed and touched Zhao Fengnian's forehead, "Fortunately, there is no fever."

Zhao Feng had a high fever every year before, and it scared them.

Zhao Fengnian is still a little weak, except for his eyes and lips, he can't move anywhere.

"How long have I slept?" Zhao Fengnian asked dumbly.

"Soon, I will be fine after waking up." Qin Chi was relieved when he saw that he was sane, and sat on the side of the bed. Come, our group of people will have conscience restless throughout our lives."

Zhao Fengnian grinned and said with difficulty, "I was rescued by my comrade-in-arms, so it is instinct to save people. Besides, this life is meant to protect the people. Even if it is really lost, it is considered a sacrifice for the country."

"Don't give up, don't you find your ex-wife and son?" Qin Chi cheered on him, "Your son must be alive and well, waiting for your dad to save him, don't think about it, and live sternly. That’s the last word."

Zhao Fengnian hehehe twice and stopped talking.

Zhang Zhi went downstairs to inform others that Zhao Fengnian was awake, and the big guy's heart finally fell back in his stomach.

Wen Jia and Mu Zi went upstairs to visit, but the others had to stagger the time and did not follow.

Ba Ping served a bowl of Lao Duck Soup for Zhang Zhi to deliver. Zhao Fengnian has good physical fitness and drinking a bowl of soup can just replenish his physical strength.

In the room, Mu Zipai and Zhao Fengnian whispered a big call, which probably meant to thank him for his life-saving kindness, while Wen Jia helped him to sit and feed the soup spoon by spoon.

"Tsk tusk, this treatment is really worth it." Zhao Feng was cheap and sold well, but Wen Jia rarely rewarded him with a cold eye.

After drinking the soup and resting for a while, Zhao Fengnian asked about other things. With Wenjia and Mu Zi there, Zhang Zhi and Qin Chi went downstairs without disturbing them.

Downstairs, Old Yuan was fiddling with the radio, walking around the room looking for signals, complaining, "I just heard that the whole world is now establishing bases, and many base names and locations have been reported, but I haven't finished listening yet. The signal is broken again."

Baping gnawed on the stewed pig's knuckles and took time to say, "The country is in emergency rescue, saying that the troops will arrange the transfer of the people according to the region. It is best for the survivors who are living out to withdraw with the large troops and go to the existing base."

They have a lot of supplies, so in order not to expose the existence of space, they can only fight alone.

Qiao An added, "Also, the radio said that there might be a heavy rainstorm recently, so that survivors who haven't found a base to live on the road should not sway outside, and try to find a place with high ground first."

"It looks like it is already raining outside." As soon as Zhang Zhi's voice fell, he heard the sound of a horn from outside the courtyard, and then a few traffic lights came in through the window, dazzling people.

Qin Chi got up, "I'll go out and have a look."

Outside the courtyard, there was a light drizzle. Two cars and a large truck were parked on the road. The truck driver saw Qin Chi going out and shouted at him, "Dude, are there any zombies around here?"