Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

With the presence of elderly people and children, the first twenty days of the trip were very relaxed and leisurely. Ji Shumiao and his group leisurely enjoyed the scenery of northern Xinjiang, and then went to the Yili region. They arrived at the ancient city of Kashgar on July 7.

Ji Shumiao wore a long dress made of Atles silk, a unique product of Xinjiang. Her long hair was braided into countless small braids, and she cut a piece of the red clouds in the sky to make a decorative red veil. Wherever she stood in the ancient city, she would be a beautiful landscape painting.

Xiaoyu's SLR camera has not rested all day and the battery has been changed twice.

We had dinner that day at a restaurant with a rooftop. The sun was still beautiful at 7pm, and we enjoyed the food while admiring the changing sunset.

After dinner, no one wanted to leave. Every blink of an eye was a waste of the sunset.

The plates were removed and replaced with coffee, tea, fruit and snacks. The family at the next table sang Uyghur songs that they could not understand, and they were in high spirits and enthusiastically pulled them to join the singing and dancing.

Thousands of lights are on.

Ji Shumiao finally managed to escape from the locals' hospitality for a short while, and took out the folding fan from Xiaoyu's backpack to fan himself: "Hmm - too much hospitality, a little bit overwhelmed."

Xiaoyu was looking at the photos she had taken during the day, and smiled as he handed her his SLR camera: "The light and shadow composition in this shot is perfect."

"Let me see." Ji Shumiao leaned over and looked through the pictures one by one.

It's not just Ji Shumiao. In Xiaoyu's lens, everyone in the family is a unique landscape.

Ji Shumiao praised again and again: "How come every photo is so good? Ha, Tongtong looks so silly and cute in this photo."

Xiaoyu: "Because the bad ones have been deleted and you won't be able to see them."

"Don't be modest. You haven't seen the photos Brother Lang took of me. Not a single one out of a hundred is usable. They are so ugly and grotesque."

"Because..." In the evening breeze and lights, Qin Shuyu's smiling eyes were as bright as stars: "The camera has feelings."

It is the photographer who sees the scenery through the viewfinder, or it is the lens that freezes the scenery in the photographer's eyes.

Ji Shumiao's eyes were moved, and his smile became even wider: "Why does Brother Lang always make me look so ugly?"

Xiaoyu defended Langge with a serious face: "He did it on purpose."

"I seemed to hear someone saying bad things about me." Brother Lang appeared silently from behind the two of them like a ghost.

"No, they said you looked uniquely handsome and artistic today." Xiaoyu calmly showed him the SLR camera.

"Wow! I'm so handsome!" Ji Shulang was so narcissistic, "I'm going to use this photo as my profile picture. Hey, this one is even more handsome..."

Any one of them would make Ji Shulang want to be buried in a coffin until he is in his seventies or eighties.

Tongtong ran over to drink water in a frenzy, sweating profusely. Ji Shumiao wiped her sweat and fanned her: "You are so sweaty, did you just go swimming in the river?"

Tongtong drank the whole glass of water in big gulps, laughed and dived into Ji Shumiao's arms: "Sister, stay with me."

Ji Shumiao was extremely disgusted: "Sweaty tung pig, no need to stick to me."

"Hehe~ Stick it on, stick it on, it doesn't stink."

The two sisters didn't quarrel for long. Tongtong, who had been playing all day, stopped playing and yawned sleepily in her arms.

The temperature was gradually dropping at this moment. Ji Shumiao was afraid that Tongtong would catch a cold after sweating, so he said goodbye to his parents and took Tongtong back to the hotel first.

The couple who were dancing hand in hand responded without turning their heads, and they no longer saw anyone except each other.

Ji Shumiao had no choice but to pick up Tongtong and leave, but Yinlang and Yinxiao still followed her.

The little girl, who was almost three years old, already weighed more than thirty pounds. Ji Shumiao patted her chubby buttocks and said, "Don't sleep. If you fall asleep, I won't be able to hold you."

Tongtong yawned on her shoulder, then struggled to get down and walk by herself, but was carried away by Yinlang.

"Don't worry about sleeping. Ten of your wolf brothers can hold him."

Tongtong thanked him obediently: "Thank you, Brother Wolf."

Lying on Wolf Brother's strong shoulders, Tongtong closed his eyes.

If he hadn't heard her constant whispering, Ji Shumiao would have really thought she was about to fall asleep.

[Ahhh, can I cling to Brother Wolf and Sister Xiaoxiao’s thighs when the world ends? ]

[This super high combat power, this solid sense of security, I heard that they were both special forces soldiers before! ]

[Should I dig a bomb shelter in a deserted mountain and live there, or should I just transform my current home into an impregnable fortress? Hey, can I continue digging in the basement at home? ]

Ji Shumiao: "..."

Hasn't this little brain ever thought about why two special forces soldiers would come to protect her own sister?

Is it because my legs are not thick enough that you can't see?

Sad people.

Ji Shutong was planning every day how to lead her family to survive the apocalypse. Only Ji Shumiao knew that the drawings in the box of picture albums under the bed in her room were not ghost paintings, but various apocalyptic plans - well, they were drawn like children's paintings in order to disguise themselves so that no one could see the clues, and it was definitely not because of limited skills.

The two sisters took a bath together, and Ji Shumiao coaxed her sister to sleep. The little girl was still thinking about whether it was better to raise rabbits or fish until the last second before she lost consciousness, as she needed continuous protein supplementation in the apocalypse.

Ji Shumiao sighed silently and whispered, "If you think too much, you won't grow taller."

Before Tongtong was reborn, he was just a child.

Ji Shumiao sometimes wondered whether this world would have an end, or whether there would be a parallel world before Tongtong's rebirth.

There were too many doubts in her mind, which made her feel a little breathless and she could only escape temporarily.

Even if it takes time, she believes in herself and her country and will definitely get through it.

Yong'an, she named the medical company Yong'an.

May your country and family be forever safe.