The daily life of the first brother in the zombie world

"Dad..." Meimei leaned against the car window, wanting to look back.

I quickly grabbed her.

"Brother?" Meimei looked at me a little puzzled, with tears on her face.

Bu Fan sat forward, blocked the car window naturally, and said in a soft voice: "Didn't Meimei's father say that you can't look back? Meimei must abide by the agreement."

"Okay." The little girl wiped her eyes and looked at me, "Brother, do you have your cell phone?"

Although I didn't know what she was going to do, I still handed her the phone.

Meimei held the phone with both hands, pressed it to her heart, and murmured: "I will call my father when I get home, so that he can rest assured."

Boom.

Like being struck by lightning.

My hand holding the steering wheel froze into two ice sculptures.

"...Your father won't be able to receive this call." I said in my heart, but I dared not speak.

"Meimei, I can't get through the nearest phone call." Bu Fan held the other person's hand, trying to comfort her.

Meimei thought for a while, and then returned the phone to me: "Then I won't call, brother, you can just take me home, I'll wait for Dad to come back at home."

Bu Fan opened his mouth, then squeezed it tightly, and looked at me with some pleading for help.

I shook my head at him.

I dare not tell her, I dare not.

Because I don't dare to think of my mother casually until now, as long as I think of her, I want to kneel on the ground and cry.

I'm almost twenty, and I've seen life and death a lot, but I can't accept it, let alone a little girl, not to mention her father is still trying to protect her...

The truck sped through the corpses everywhere.

I almost got rid of them after going around half of Gongjing City.

When we returned to Binhe Community, it was already dark.

In the whole community, only the lights of Zhao Siyang's house were on.

I opened the back of the truck and lifted the seven children out one by one.

They followed behind me without saying a word, like marionettes without a soul. When I moved, they followed. When I stopped, they also stopped.

thump...

I just put my hand on the iron door, and before I could knock, half my face opened the door.

He looked at me, and the first thing he said was: "Where's Xiao Chen?"

I immediately frowned, patted Meimei's head, and let her go in first.

Only then did half of the face look down, and the face was full of shock: "You, you were really rescued? I... where is my child!!"

He pushed me away, rushed out the door, and searched carefully in front of those children.

If you don't find it once, look for it a second time.

He went back and forth like this five or six times, and he didn't stop until all the children were scared to cry.

"Where's my child?" Half of his face looked at me blankly.

Look at my fart!

I really want to sneer at him, but I just can't.

Although we don't know how many children were imprisoned in 071 Prison, only these nine were finally rescued, including Meimei and Bu Fan.

Cao Yi and Ma Bing in the house heard the movement, and ran out, frantically catching those children, but no matter how they looked, they were not their children.

"I...I," Ma Bing cried, his triangular eyes forming a straight line, "Should I go with you?"

"It's useless for you to say it now!" Cao Yi fell to the ground, his back bent even more, and it seemed that he could no longer straighten it.

I watched them cry, and thought of Chen Jia's resolute departure.

Finally, she gently took Meimei's hand.

Overcome thorns.

Mountain of swords and sea of ​​blood.

Shattered to pieces.

He was not afraid, he didn't even hesitate, and saved his daughter at the cost of his life.

This is Chen Jia, an ordinary... father.

"Brother, why don't you take me home? Where is this place?" Meimei asked me suddenly.

I froze for a moment, took out my mobile phone and typed for her: "Wait a minute, you are all hungry, can you eat first?"

Meimei looked at me with some embarrassment: "Then hurry up, I'm afraid that if I go back late, my father will be worried."

it is good.

I nodded, feeling choked up in my heart.

After dinner.

No matter how much I procrastinated, Meimei still insisted on going home.

I have been thinking about what to say to make it easier for her to accept, but in the end I found that there is no way.

Chen Jia is dead, he is dead, this person is gone from now on.

No matter how tactfully I put it, it still means the same thing, your father will not come back.

"Meimei, it's nighttime, and there are many zombies outside," Bu Fan said, helping me out of the predicament, "Why don't we have a good night's rest and go back tomorrow morning?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Bu Fan quickly added: "Your father will definitely not go back so late, he knows the danger, and he will definitely choose to go back during the day."

"...But." Meimei still wanted to insist.

"Fuck! Chen Jia is dead! Are you crazy!" Cao Yi roared suddenly.

I can't fucking stop it!

fuck!

This fool!

"Cao, Uncle Cao... what are you talking about? How could you..."

Before Meimei finished speaking, Cao Yi roared again: "Your father is dead! He is dead! Don't you know? Huh?"

"No, no! Dad told me to wait for him to come back and make mooncakes together!" Meimei retorted loudly.

Cao Yi smiled unreasonably, tears came out of his laughter.

I walked over with a cold face.

Kick him and spit him out.

Then he quickly took out his mobile phone and typed, wanting to comfort Meimei.

"Meimei!!!" Bu Fan yelled in extreme horror.

When I looked up again, I saw Meimei rushing out of the balcony!

Fuck this is the third floor! ! !

Bu Fan and I rushed over at the same time.

But Meimei suddenly became desperate, and climbed up to the balcony non-stop for a while, and jumped down without even looking at it!

fuck!

I am a sea fishing moon!

As a result, no one was caught!

Ahhhhh!

Hold! ! !

The figure of Chen Jia's back when blocking the zombies kept flashing in my mind.

"Brother Rusheng—" Bu Fan was so frightened that his voice broke.

I followed and jumped down.

in a second.

I grabbed Meimei, held her in my arms, and fell to the ground with my back.

Pia Chirp.

I clearly heard the sound of my joints snapping.

But it doesn't matter now.

Meimei is fine.

I slumped on the ground and looked sideways at her.

Meimei sat up, she opened her mouth wide, and wept loudly, heart-piercingly.

Only at this moment did I know that she knew it all. She knew better than anyone else that her father was gone, but she didn't want to accept it.

"Hey, what about jumping off the building?" A low-pitched voice came from above my head with a great smile.

I raised my eyes and stared!

Zhao Siyang!

"Tsk tsk tsk, 6666," Zhao Siyang laughed so hard that his brows almost curved, he squatted down beside me, "Oh, I'm so impressed, you're not a good zombie, you came here to mix with people, don't tell me, you jumped just now When I come down, I really want to ask you, is it fun? Is it exciting?"

"Heck! Ow!"

go away you

"Brother Rusheng!" Bu Fan rushed down the stairs. When he saw me slumped into a ball, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, "Are you dead?"

...You are a pity!

I'm already dead!

Can a normal person help me comfort Meimei!

Can, no, can? !

"Hey, let's go." Zhao Siyang suddenly grabbed my ankle and carried me away like a melon.

I feel my thick hair rubbing against the ground and falling more and more.

Wait, will zombie hair grow again?

"Aww!!" I hurriedly called to stop!Going fucking bald!

However, neuropathy cannot understand human speech.