Survival in the apocalypse: I became rich through farming games

The next day, Ye Buqing didn't run to the security base anymore. Everyone stayed at the B&B. She drove the car alone on a nearby road.

She remembered that there used to be several small factories here, which were not large in scale. Ye Cheng had been here several times before.

In the past two days, I could still eat hot meals even if I didn't go to the city. Zhang Yun's cooking skills were so good that Ye Buqing was reluctant to let her go to the city to work. The weather was hot, so Ye Buqing grabbed the steering wheel with one hand and poured a glass of ice water into his mouth with the other.

The concrete road in the countryside was not very smooth. Before Ye Buqing could finish her sip of water, she drove past a piece of rotten land. When the water bottle tilted, her collar got wet. She was speechless. She stopped the car and grabbed a paper towel to wipe it off. wipe.

When I was about to start it again, I saw half a small figure emerging from behind a tree in front of me.

Ye Buqing walked forward slowly, wanting to see what was going on. As he got closer, the small black figure suddenly rushed towards the middle of the road.

Far away, Ye Buqing calmly braked and watched the villain stop in the middle of the road, spreading his arms as if not letting Ye Buqing pass.

Are you kidding me with such little bean curds?

Ye Buqing raised his eyebrows and turned to go around. Unexpectedly, the child ran to the other side and blocked him.

"..." Ye Buqing lowered the window and turned his head to go out, "Just tell me what you want! Why are you blocking the road, brother?"

"Don't go this way! It's dangerous inside!" The child looked anxious and gestured to Ye Buqing to leave quickly.

Is it dangerous inside?

Ye Buqing looked at the road ahead. It was a straight concrete road in the countryside. Although it was full of potholes, it was still flat. He didn't see anything hidden around it. Why did this kid say there was danger ahead?

Ye Buqing stretched out his head and continued to ask, "What's the danger? I didn't see anyone."

The child's face had been tanned deep red, and his voice sounded like gravel, "There are bad people in the chicken farm in front of you, run away."

"It's okay, come here and talk to me carefully." Ye Buqing stretched out his hand and waved at the child.

When the child got closer, Ye Buqing saw that the child was covered in wounds, and the smell of blood rushed into his nose.

"Did the bad guy hit you?" Ye Buqing frowned and saw that there was a bruise on the child's face, which looked terrible when combined with the sunburned face.

"..." Ye Buqing didn't ask, but when he asked, the corners of the child's mouth trembled. He couldn't help it, he let out a choked sound, and nodded under his trembling throat, with tears streaming down his dirty little face. , "They beat my father to death, snatched my mother away, knocked me unconscious and threw me on the road."

At the end of the story, the child cried loudly and wiped the tears on his face with his blind sleeve. The more he wiped, the dirtier it became, and his whole face was black and gray.

Ye Buqing couldn't laugh at all. She opened the back door with her backhand and said to the child, "Get in the car."

The child shook his head and just insisted on advising Ye Buqing, "You should leave quickly. They will come out in a few days. You are so beautiful and you can drive, they will definitely not let you go."

"Stop being so nagging, get in the car quickly." Ye Buqing opened the back door a little, "Come on, I'll come out tomorrow to avenge you and kill them all."

Lele also shouted in agreement.

Perhaps hearing Lele's voice, the child looked inside, saw Lele's moist eyes, and whispered, "My rhubarb was also eaten by them..."

"..."

Ye Buqing couldn't talk anymore, so he got out of the car, picked up the child and stuffed it into the back seat. Then he jumped into the car, turned around quickly, and returned to the B&B in a fast speed.

I went out for a trip and picked up a dirty little boy.

Ye Buqing asked Zhang Yun to give the child a bath, and then found a set of clothes that were almost wearable from the warehouse for him to change into.

When she came out of the bath, the injuries on the child's fair face were even more shocking. Zhang Yun, a mother, didn't dare to do anything in the middle of the bath. She took out two basins of black water and splashed it, and her eyes were all red.

"Go and make him something to eat." Ye Buqing said to Zhang Yun, and then took the little boy to sit down in the yard.

"Thank you." After washing himself, he realized that the little boy was quite cute. He lowered his head and whispered thank you to Ye Buqing.

"What's your name?" Ye Buqing sat down next to him, took out a bottle of milk and stuffed it into his hand.

"My name is Zhong Ziqian, I'm six years old." The child still didn't say much and his voice was very low. He held a box of milk in his hand and his eyes were red again without knowing what he thought of. Tears dripped onto the back of his hand, which was still fleshy due to him. Finger wiped away again.

"Is the chicken farm just in front of that road?" Ye Buqing asked in a low voice.

Zhong Ziqian nodded and shed a few more tears.

"Tomorrow I will help you get revenge. From now on, you can live here and help me raise dogs, okay?" Ye Buqing patiently coaxed him.

At a young age, I was tortured like this, and saw my father die in front of me, my mother was captured by bad guys, and even my friends were killed and eaten. Originally, he was also captured, but he was thrown out of the car by the bad guys on the way. He didn't know the direction, had no food, and hid behind a tree on the roadside, fearing that he would encounter bad guys while sleeping.

I can't count how many days this has been. Such a young child has held back too many emotions, and is scared and uneasy.

As soon as Ye Buqing's comforting voice came out, Zhong Ziqian got down from the chair, covered his face and threw himself into Ye Buqing's arms and cried loudly. Until the end of his crying, his tears were almost dry and he felt sleepy.

When the person in his arms lost his voice, Ye Buqing looked down and saw that he cried until he fell asleep.

Zhang Yun was still busy in the kitchen. Ye Buqing hugged Zhong Ziqian and struggled for a while before carrying him back to his room.

One person and one dog surrounded the little Zhong Ziqian in the middle of the bed. Ye Buqing took off Zhong Ziqian's clothes, took a look, found some medicine and applied it to him.

He slept until dinner. Ye Buqing went to the toilet on the way. Zhong Ziqian seemed to feel the people around him leaving and shouted something uneasily. Ye Buqing didn't hear a word clearly and had no choice but to lie with him.

After he was full of sleep, Ye Buqing played on his cell phone until it almost ran out of battery. Zhong Ziqian woke up slowly, holding his stomach and his mind was confused. The child said whatever came to his mind, "I'm so hungry..."

"...I'm also very hungry." Ye Buqing echoed quietly.

Zhong Ziqian looked at Ye Buqing. It took him a while to realize what had happened. He blinked with a red face and said, "Thank you for saving me."

"Hurry up and put on your shoes, I'm going to eat." Ye Buqing waved his hands, turned over and put on his shoes, and stood aside waiting for the child to put on his shoes.

Fortunately, he was quite independent and could put on his shoes well without her having to do anything.

Ye Buqing walked in front and went downstairs. Zhong Ziqian followed Lele, holding on to the stairs, and showed up after a while.

When there were more people, they moved to a large round table. Ye Buqing didn't care about the child. After sitting at the table, Zhang Yun brought the food to the table. Zhong Ziqian slowly walked to her side, climbed up to the chair with difficulty and sat down on the table. Revealing a pair of timid eyes.

"..."

Ye Buqing asked Fang Mingyang to bring a small bench and put it on the chair to cushion him, so that he could have a serious meal.

"Let's eat, let's eat! I'm starving to death!" Ye Buqing picked up the chopsticks, and while he was wolfing down, he didn't forget to pick up a few chopsticks for Zhong Ziqian who was using a spoon next to him.

Zhong Ziqian looked left and right, finally picked up his small spoon and took a mouthful of rice into his mouth.