Card Age of Doomsday

While talking, He Yu suddenly felt chills all over his body, and his hairs were about to stand on end. He subconsciously stood up and looked in the direction that made his hair stand on end, but found nothing.

"Zhengzheng?" He Yu asked nervously, he was sure that it must not be an illusion just now.

In the white mist space, although Zhao Zheng could see what He Yu saw and heard what He Yu heard, it was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body, and he couldn't feel He Yu's mysterious and mysterious feeling at all.

Hearing this, he only thought that He Yu had thought of something again, and couldn't make up his mind, "Huh?"

"Do you feel that something is wrong?" He Yu stopped on the spot in distress, while Liu Yang, who was stunned by his sudden movement, couldn't care less about comforting him, and turned around carefully to see if there was anything wrong. Something is wrong.

The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the small courtyard in the countryside through layers of gorgeous fire clouds. Not far away, Liu Xue was sitting silently in front of the wooden tub that could fit her into it, washing clothes, and looked up alertly from time to time.

After meeting He Yu's gaze suddenly, he stared at him stupidly with wide-eyed eyes like a frightened rabbit, then lowered his head with a 'swish', and the water splash in the water basin was more than three times bigger than before.

The sound of children playing in the distance came from time to time, mixed with the sound of mahjong next door, adding a bit of vitality to the quiet village.

Even though he has already recognized the filth behind the beauty of Songjia Village, He Yu has to admit at this time that this is a place that is enough for people to deceive themselves and others in troubled times.

Zhao Zheng was confused when asked, "What's wrong?"

He Yu slowly loosened his brows, scratched the back of his head, unwilling to admit his suspiciousness just now, and casually said, "It seems that it's time to wash your hair."

Looking down and seeing Liu Yang staring blankly at him, He Yu squatted down again, explained Liu Yang carefully for a long time, and reassured him that even if his parents couldn't decide for a while, he wouldn't leave right away.

Dinner was still eaten at Song Yunying's house, and it was only then that He Yu discovered that, except for the Song family brothers and Song Mei, there were no duplicates, no children, or even younger people who came to eat every night. The smallest one looks about the same size as Song Yunhe.

He Yu wanted to inquire about some news, and his attitude was much warmer than the previous few days.

The crowd was also very saving face, and after a while they called out 'Xiao Zhao' one after another, wishing to tell him how many piglets the family sow had given birth to.

It was only then that He Yu realized why the life in Songjia Village was so prosperous. Even when most of the resources were not supplemented, there was never any obvious disadvantage in any aspect.

It turned out that there was a small pig farm invested by urban residents in the village. In order to save labor, it was built in the village.

Speaking of it, the geographical location of Songjia Village is good. It is said that it is the nearest village to the highway. In addition, everyone has the same surname, which is somewhat more united than other villages. In the early years, everyone used money to build a road together, and the transportation is very convenient. .

Many businessmen are willing to invest in some small factories that require low-cost labor in Songjia Village. After the end of the world, Songjia Village has really borrowed its strength. The two most important projects are pig farms and greenhouse vegetables.

It is also these large and small factories and workshops that keep most of the young people in the village.

He Yu squatted next to the well and sighed, but unfortunately the daily necessities were far away.

When he entered the village, he also had a deceptive mountaineering bag beside him, but he wasn't sure if the Song brothers checked it when he wasn't paying attention.

If it is a valuable gadget, it can still be said to be carried with you all the time. There is really no suitable excuse for things like shampoo.

"It would be great if I could shave my head bald." He Yu pulled the hair in front of him and sighed.

Zhao Zheng was a little surprised, "Do you want to?"

He thought that a big boy like He Yu would be very concerned about his image.

He Yu sighed sleepily, looking at herself with her hair sticking together in the basin, "It's better than getting blood all over your head every time you kill a zombie, how long does it have to be washed?"

But he forgot to put a raincoat in his big bag, and even wearing a hat can't completely cover his long hair that reaches his neck.

Zhao Zheng's hair grows too fast.

"Are you sure?" He can satisfy He Yu with this request. He is afraid that after he shaves his head, He Yu will regret it. He has never heard that there are cards for hair growth in the last days. out of reach.

He Yu nodded unconsciously, inexplicably feeling a little cold on his scalp.

Soon, this feeling became a reality.

"Ah, ghost!" Song Meimei and Liu Xue hugged each other and trembled, their legs trembling with fright at the glowing black shadow by the well, they hurriedly avoided their sight, but happened to meet the denser black shadow at the foot of the black shadow.

Liu Xue, who was less courageous, rolled her eyes and was about to pass out, but Liu Yang, who ran out in a hurry, caught her in time, so that she didn't hit her head.

Song Yunying jumped down from the second floor anxiously, and all he saw was a shiny head.

At the gate of the villa was Song Yunhe and Song Mei and his wife who rushed over. Mo Shiyu cried and followed behind the two of them, obviously trembling with fear, but had no choice but to keep up.

The dark clouds were blown away by the cold wind from nowhere, finally revealing the exceptionally full moon tonight, and allowing everyone to see clearly He Yu's face and the hair around his feet.

He Yu touched his bald scalp, and his heart felt extraordinarily cool along with the top of his head. He forced himself to laugh twice, "I think the moonlight is good tonight, so I should cut my hair."

"You're right, you should cut your hair." Song Yunying stared at the person under the moonlight who blushed because of embarrassment, and was stunned by his words again. She couldn't help being in a good mood, and took the initiative to lead Song Meimei upstairs, lest He Yu Even more embarrassing.

Song Yunhe embraced Song Mei's shoulders and was slapped on the hand by the latter. He couldn't help but frown, and said to He Yu, "Your sister-in-law and I went out for a walk after eating too much at night, and we thought we'd stop by to see if you're used to living here. .”

After finishing speaking, he took Song Mei and Mo Shiyu back to the next door, as if there was a beast chasing after him.

Song Mei didn't walk fast, but her trembling shoulders looked suspicious no matter what.

He Yu looked away full of vicissitudes, and looked at Liu Xue and Liu Yang.

The siblings looked at each other, retreated into the villa without saying a word, their movements were full of desire to survive.

He Yu snorted, took out the small mirror in his pocket, looked left and right at his face, and muttered dissatisfied. "They are so handsome with bald heads, why are they still acting like hell?"

Tightening the clothes on his body, He Yu emphasized again, "A really handsome guy has to pass the test of a bald head."

After Zhao Zheng stared at the bald head in the mirror, He Yu, who looked a little younger again, fell suspiciously silent.

There was a time in the last days when bald heads were the most popular hairstyle. Even the women who often left the base had only a thin layer of hair stubble. I have never seen such a young girl.

In the end, He Yu sadly returned to the white mist space under the pretext that his scalp was too cold. The first thing he did was to touch the top of his head. After touching the hair that was fine and fluffy, he was deeply relieved, and vowed in his heart that he would never shave his head again. up.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Zheng, whose hands were alternately bluish and purple, raised his eyes sharply, staring straight at the only window.

He strode to the window and opened the curtains with a 'swish', and the feather-like snow was falling layer after layer.

He Yu, who was also studying [Yuan Pai] in the white mist space, opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, "It's only October with such a heavy snow!"

The point is that when they went out to clean up the zombies yesterday, the plants outside were still lush.

'button'

Zhao Zheng opened the door, and there was Liu Yang with a pale face outside. He was holding a big thick padded jacket in his hand, and silently handed it to Zhao Zheng.

"For me?" Zhao Zheng couldn't bear to look at Liu Yang's shivering appearance.

Liu Yang nodded absently, the light in his eyes was on the window behind Zhao Zheng.

"I'm not cold, you can wear it yourself, I told Song Yunying." This was not intentional to comfort Liu Yang, this level of cold is not to the extent that a one-star intermediate ability user must wear a padded jacket, the sportswear on his body That's enough.

Liu Yang didn't respond immediately, but still looked at Zhao Zheng with a flustered expression.

Zhao Zheng looked at the panic in Liu Yang's eyes, and thought that in his life, he had not only dressed himself to keep the whole family warm, but also had his parents and sister who were ordinary people.

He asked softly, "You and your sister will use the clothes first, where are your parents?"

Liu Yang's eyes were bright, he was grateful and guilty at the same time, and he couldn't speak very clearly, "They are in the house at the southeast corner of the earth wall." It is said that the house is just a simple tent built with a few logs and hay, and it must not be able to carry it. live in such heavy snow.

Zhao Zheng nodded, wiped Liu Yang out, then turned back to the room.

During this period, Liu Yang stood there without saying a word, his eyes moving unconsciously following Zhao Zheng's figure.

Zhao Zheng took the hat from the bedside table and put it on top of his head tightly. Seeing that Liu Yang was still there, he explained, "This snow will not stop for a while, even if the heavy snow stops and the road is blocked, we will leave for a while. No."

Even after the snow stopped, there were still greater dangers waiting for Songjia Village, but he couldn't tell the current Liu Yang about these.

"I'm going to send the car I hid to your parents. It contains not only food but also thick winter clothes, which should support them." During the day, he tried to get Song Yunhe and the others to move the people outside the village. to the village.

Without saying a word, Liu Yang knelt down and kowtowed to Zhao Zheng again and again. Zhao Zheng firmly supported Liu Yang and watched him go back to the basement where he lived with Liu Xue before going out in the heavy snow.

"Third Master, where are you going under such heavy snow?" The young men guarding the gate at the entrance of the village couldn't help shivering even though they were wearing big cotton-padded jackets stained with dust.

After being stopped again, Zhao Zhengcai realized that the third master was calling him himself, and immediately felt a little ridiculous.

He didn't embarrass these people, he just made an excuse, "Suddenly remembered that an apple tree he found had a lot of fruit, and he wanted to pick it up just after the heavy snow fell, or it would freeze to death."

A group of people looked at each other in blank dismay. It was true that there was no fresh fruit to eat in their village for some time, but it was not worth going out to find some fruit in this horrible weather.

It's freezing cold, in case something happens to the third master.

Uncle and Erye have to peel off their skins?The second master had specifically instructed them to keep an eye on this third master from outside.

The person blocking the way thought it over, and was about to persuade him again, but Zhao Zheng's face suddenly darkened.

"Didn't Song Yunying say that I will be the third master of your Songjia Village in the future? Why do you stop me from going out of the village to pick a few fruits?"

Zhao Zheng let out his normally restrained aura, and immediately made the legs of a group of people who claimed to have gained knowledge after the apocalypse go weak.

No matter how the third master is a person with a foreign surname, he is also a person with supernatural powers. How can they, strong men with brute force, stop him? He can only reluctantly watch Zhao Zheng's back disappear into the heavy snow, stupidly unable to recover .

It wasn't until another gust of cold wind blew that I realized what stupid things I had done.

Quickly find a person with the fastest legs and feet, and report back to Song Yunying.

Zhao Zheng found a place that had been stepped on a long time ago, and asked He Yu to move the off-road vehicle out of the space, and put in each of the big thick blankets and duvets he had collected before, and the rest of the open space was filled with all kinds of things. Easy to eat food and necessities like a lighter.

He Yu also specially stuffed a medicine box, and carefully cleaned up all the blood stains left by the zombie geese, so that Liu's father and Liu mother would not be infected with the S series virus.

In the end, the two worried around the glass that had leaked several big holes. They estimated that the hiding place of Liu's father and Liu's mother would not be very warm, and maybe the last two of them would rely on this car to survive the heavy snow.

It's a pity that they can't do anything about the big hole in the car that was dug out by the zombie goose.

A gust of cold wind blew by, snowflakes drifted into He Yu's eyes, he shivered from the cold, and suddenly realized that Liu's father and Liu mother would freeze into popsicles if he thought about it any longer.

Facts have proved that He Yu's guess is very correct.

When he found a middle-aged man and woman who looked similar to Liu Yang in the collapsed thatch pile, the couple had already lost consciousness.

"The third master is back! Go and tell the uncle, the second master, and the second mistress."

It was clearly in the middle of the night, but the silence before Songjia Village and Zhao Zheng left the village was completely different. The whole village was brightly lit, and even people without generators lit candles.

This sentence quickly spread throughout the village. Even the heavy snow on the calves could not stop the wave after wave of people in Song Yunhe's house. Everyone sat in the living room on the first floor, pointing and pointing.

A few old people who were carried by their children and grandchildren were really mentally weak, so they closed their eyes and meditated.

He Yu and the tearful Liu family siblings moved Liu's parents into the house, and then seized the last time to stuff more supplies into the even more miserable off-road vehicle, and in seconds Zhao Zheng used the mobile metal card to move the off-road vehicle The car is tightly sealed.

It was only then that they were in the lobby on the first floor, waiting silently for the person in charge to return.

The Song family brothers and Song Mei came back together. The expressions on the faces of the three of them were not very good-looking. Even if they were supernatural beings, their faces were still red from the cold. Only Song Mei's face was better, staring at Zhao Zheng's. The eyes are equally bad.

Zhao Zheng's eyes flicked across the faces of the three of them one by one, and he took the initiative to say, "We are here so late, to discuss how to deal with this sudden heavy snowfall?"

The atmosphere in the living room was about to reach the roof. Song Yunying looked blankly at Song Yunhe beside him, and the two brothers stared blankly.

Heavy snowfall at this time is indeed abnormal, but in the face of natural disasters, what can they do to deal with it?Anyway, the food of each family is enough to eat, take out the winter clothes, and the stove will be burning for a long time?

They had listened to their great-grandfather before, and asked those people with foreign surnames to prepare a lot of wood and mix it with the remaining coal. It would not be a problem to survive the winter.

The old man who was sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes closed suddenly opened his naked eyes and stared closely at Zhao Zheng's face, "Okay! Once you enter the gate of our Songjia Village, you have to regard yourself as a person from Songjia Village. Xiao Zhao did a good job of thinking about Songjia Village personally."

The Song family brothers were even more at a loss. When they received the report from the village boy, they thought that Zhao Zheng had seen through. They just wanted to stabilize him first, and then look for opportunities to take his cards for themselves. He ran away overnight.

For the three cards that disappeared from under their noses, the Song family brothers immediately summoned the whole village to search for Zhao Zheng.

They even led a team of people and searched in different directions, trying to keep Zhao Zheng within the territory of Songjia Village. Whether it was people or cards, at least one thing should be kept.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zheng came back by himself in the end, and said something inexplicable, which made Grandpa look so favored.

Zhao Zheng bowed his head silently, and unceremoniously claimed Mr. Song's praise.

Mr. Song straightened his body and waved to the back, "Boy Ying, come here."

Song Yunying hastily walked to Old Master Song's side, and waited obediently for orders.

It is true that he has the ability to protect the whole village and then become an uncle, but he has to listen to Mr. Song's words. This is their last village chief and also the patriarch of the Song family.

"Where's the sixth child?" Mr. Song called again.

A middle-aged man stepped out from the crowd and bowed respectfully, "Uncle, I'm here."

Mr. Song nodded. If there was no such thing as the end of the world, Song Lao Liu would be his successor, and he has been studying with him for six or seven years.

"Do you have any idea of ​​the sturdy houses built later in the village?" Mr. Song waited for Song Lao Liu to nod before continuing, "Lead Ying Boy around and let those who are not strong in the house clean up. The stored grains are all stored in the cellar, and only the ones that are not easy to store are brought, and they will be moved to the new house first to make do with the owner.”

Song Laoliu nodded again and again, thinking about it in his heart, he didn't think it was a problem.

After all, when a new daughter-in-law is married in the village, a new house is always built. It is only natural for parents to move to their children. Only a small number of people really want to borrow other people's homes.

Song Yunying followed Song Laoliu in a daze.

Song Mei kicked Song Yunhe hard, and kicked him down in front of Mr. Song.

Mr. Song couldn't help laughing at Song Yunhe's unlucky appearance, and patted him on the shoulder with his old and withered hand, "Talk to your little brother well, we are also worried that he will have an accident outside, after all, the world is different .”

Song Yunhe walked up to Zhao Zheng obediently, and complained half-truthfully, "Why don't you tell my brother when you go out, even if you go to the next door and talk to me, we won't be worried about you, and we won't kill all the old and young in the village. startled."

Zhao Zheng put the pocket of his right hand into Song Yunhe's arms, it was really a bag of fresh apples, which made Song Yunhe's heart more relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Zhao Zheng didn't respond to Song Yunhe's joke. He walked up to Mr. Song, squatted halfway down to meet him at eye level, and said in a very calm tone, "Mr.

The atmosphere that had just warmed up once again condensed, this time even Mr. Song's eyes were particularly indifferent.

After a long time, he leaned on the back of the wheelchair as if he was exhausted, explaining the vicissitudes of life, "Boy Zheng, it's not that the old man is cruel to those people. I am the patriarch of the Song family, and I always treat these children who regard me as their ancestors." Take good care of them, other people have other things, the old man is powerless."

In the white mist space, He Yu couldn't wait to blurt out curses, "Songjia Village didn't sell any food this year, and at night they showed me how much firewood they couldn't hold. How could they be powerless? This old thing is obviously a refusal!"

Zhao Zheng was not affected by He Yu's anger at all, and he was still calm and calm, "I don't ask you to give those people outside the same life as the people in Songjia Village. After all, they came here empty-handed. Whether it is the end of the world or not, it depends on others It's ridiculous to live with kindness."

Old Master Song's expression relaxed a little upon hearing this, but he remained speechless.

"It's just that the heavy snow today is really hard to see. If you don't pay attention to them, they will definitely not survive the heavy snow. By then, the corpses will be surrounded around Songjia Village..." Zhao Zheng didn't say the rest, and everyone's faces were full of excitement. With a bad look.

"It's better for the old man to show kindness and let the people in other villages have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. It is their good fortune and the kindness of Songjia Village to survive. It's my fate." Seeing Mr. Song's increasingly relaxed expression, Zhao Zheng knew that the matter was almost done.

Mr. Song sighed for a long time, "Boy Crane."

"Hey!" Song Yunhe quickly responded.

"You go and bring people, and bring back people from outside the village... then bring them to the village committee, where there are still some firewood saved in spring and summer and last year's coal, whether they can survive depends on their Good fortune." When Mr. Song said these words, his eyes kept staring at Zhao Zheng's expression, and he kept thinking about which unmarried girls of the right age in the village.

How could Boy Ying and Boy He be so careless? They knew that Zhao Zheng must have Bufan to keep him, but they were reluctant to part with his sister.

Even if they were reluctant to part with Song Meimei, there were plenty of other good girls in their Song Family Village.

"Old man!" The person who spoke was from Song Laoliu's generation, because he was not very smart and disobedient, so he had never been treated by Song Laoliu.

Mr. Song waved his hand ugly, obviously not wanting to talk to him.

idiot!

Now there are only two branches left in Songjia Village, and it is hard to say what will happen in the future.

If there is no one with a foreign surname, what will happen to the marriage of the young man and the young girl in the village?

Song Laowu curled his lips, after all, he didn't dare to challenge the authority of Mr. Song, so he could only retreat to his original position unwillingly, and watched Song Yunhe share the resources of their Song Family Village, his resources!

Mr. Song didn't dare to disobey him, and he couldn't afford to offend Song Yunhe. In the end, Mr. Song's anger was all blamed on Zhao Zheng, the white-eyed wolf.

Eat from their Songjia Village, drink from their Songjia Village, and in the end help other people count their Songjia Village's things.

Zhao Zheng pretended not to see Song Laowu's fire-breathing eyes, and still only spoke to Mr. Song, "The S-series virus may fall with the heavy snow, and the wells and tap water in Songjia Village will be undrinkable."

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