Doomsday Grain Squad

"Why does this baby call you daddy?" Old Zhao heard the child calling Yi Qing like this, and stroked the child's arm on a whim, trying to attract his attention, "Call grandpa to listen."

The child twisted his body, looking extremely uncomfortable, and pushed away Mr. Zhao's hand on him, refusing to talk to Mr. Zhao.

"This doll is real. Aren't you and I both strangers to him? Why does he still recognize people?" Mr. Zhao didn't give up, and tried to make the child happy, but his hands didn't touch each time. The other party was slapped away, and after a few failed attempts, he finally stopped, "I'm quite stubborn, but I just won't let me touch it."

"His appearance always looks familiar to me." Yi Qing rubbed his chin and carefully looked at the child's face. I wondered if it was his illusion. He always felt that the child looked more and more like Cang Ao, probably because he was thinking about something too much. It's a human illusion.

"When you say that, I also feel the same way." The old man hooked his finger on the child's chin, and was slapped away by the opponent's slap, but he didn't mind stretching out his claws again. You are a bit like, in fact, this is your child."

"Don't talk nonsense..." Yi Qing picked up the child who was sitting blankly because of being unhappy, and rubbed his nose against the child's face. Seeing the other party's eyes light up, she couldn't tell Joy, "Old Zhao, hurry up and help me find the parents of the child."

Mr. Zhao wanted to refuse at first, but seeing the scene of a big and a small hugging each other intimately in front of him, he put on a fur coat and muttered in a voice he could only hear: "Isn't this a waste of time..."

Although Yi Qing didn't hear clearly what Yuelao was saying, she could guess the general idea, touched the child's fleshy bun hand, and made a decision with little hesitation, "If you can't find his parents, I will take care of them." he."

After a few rounds in the free trade zone, everyone who could ask has asked. Almost everyone was laughing at Yi Qing and Mr. Zhao for nothing. After spending most of the day, there was no information about the child at all. Inquired.

At eight o'clock in the evening in the bustling free trade zone, the noise gradually subsided, and everyone returned to their tents early to rest, recharge their batteries and store up their energy to continue to live the next day.

"Xiao Yi, give up." Mr. Zhao tried to dissuade him several times before but couldn't bear to say it. This time he finally made up his mind, patted Yi Qing on the shoulder, and took the opportunity to squeeze the child's immature little hand, "I haven't eaten for so long Things, I'm hungry, why didn't this child cry hungry. If he doesn't cry or make trouble, he has a straight face, he must be a fool."

Elder Zhao was glared at by the child again.

Yi Qing didn't want to give up just like that, but when Mr. Zhao mentioned it, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't fed the child for several hours, "Oh, I forgot if you don't tell me, go back first, I'll get him something to eat before we talk about it." .”

Yi Qing escorted the child back to the tent along the narrow road, and Elder Zhao followed unhurriedly, shaking his head and sighing, "I still want to take care of the child like this, and I am still a child who hasn't grown up yet."

When Mr. Zhao arrived outside the tent, Yi Qing was still standing outside with the child in his arms, waiting for him.Mr. Zhao wiped his beard with his fingers, and when he saw Yi Qing holding a cloth bag containing steamed buns, he instantly understood what was going on, "The steamed buns are too cold and hard for children to eat, right?"

"As expected of Mr. Zhao, I know all of this." Yi Qing stepped forward to curry favor, "Do me a favor, get some hot water."

"Wait." Mr. Zhao went into his tent to get some things, and staggered to find someone to change the hot water.

Yi Qing looked at Elder Zhao's back, and felt guilty when she thought that she had let an elderly man walk with her for a day today.

"Daddy." The child touched Yi Qing's cheek with his chubby little hand, stretched his neck and kissed Yi Qing's chin, and then "giggled" to himself.

"Little guy, what's your name." Yi Qing didn't push away the child's warm little hand. After being kissed by the other's soft lips, her heart almost melted.

"Name." The child pinched Yi Qing's chin and followed carefully.

"Yes, what's your name?"

Yi Qing repeated it slowly and patiently. The child looked at him with ignorant eyes, blinked his big eyes a few times, and lowered his head aggrievedly and shook.

"No name?" Seeing that the child was upset, Yi Qing found a place to sit down and hugged him in a different position, "Look up, there are many stars in the sky, right?"

The child was lying in Yi Qing's arms, with his head up, as if he had just discovered that the sky was full of stars, and laughed happily again, reaching out and scratching at the sky, as if he wanted to grab the shining thing.

"I also wanted to catch the stars when I was a child, and then I was laughed at by that bastard Su Nuanhan for a long time." Yi Qing closed one eye and reached out to the sky like a child, "Look, I caught it gone."

The child giggled again, grabbed back Yi Qing's raised arm, opened his fingers, and searched for stars in his palm.

"I was a little worried at first, but it seems that you have a good way of coaxing children." Mr. Zhao came back with a pot of hot water, and because he was in a hurry, he sat down beside Yi Qing panting.

"When I was young, I always hoped that my dad could play with me like this and pick the biggest star in the sky for me." Yi Qing raised the kettle in front of her with one hand, took off the upside-down bowl, and poured it halfway. Bowl to test the temperature of the water.

"Your father doesn't even play with you?" Mr. Zhao laughed teasingly, and covered the kettle, for fear that the water he had finally obtained would be polluted.

Yi Qing tore off a piece of the steamed bun, poked a piece of it and soaked it in hot water, and waited for the steamed bun to warm up before bringing it to the child's mouth.To his surprise, the child was not a picky eater, he opened his mouth and took a big bite, chewed it for a while and obediently swallowed it down.

Yi Qing stuffed the part between her fingers that was not soaked in hot water into her mouth, then continued to tear the steamed buns, and fed the child in the same way as before.

The child ate with relish, and followed Yi Qing's example, tearing off a piece of steamed bun with great effort, and then brought it to Yi Qing's mouth.

Yi Qing opened her mouth to eat, and lightly bit the child's finger, which made the child laugh happily again.

"Come on, feed the old man one too." Mr. Zhao squeezed together enviously to join in the fun, but was slapped away by the child in disgust.

The child was full after not eating much steamed buns, clutching Yi Qing's skirt tightly with both hands, and fell asleep in his arms with his mouth pouting.

Looking up at the starry sky, Yi Qing raised her eyebrows, closed her dry eyes, and said in a voice that was so vague that she couldn't hear clearly: "My dad, maybe he was catching stars for his other sons at that time. Perhaps, he is no longer in this world."

"Ah." Elder Zhao didn't understand at first, bent over and held the kettle for a moment, then nodded half-understanding, "Oh... let's go to bed early, if we don't want to find something tomorrow, we will really be hungry Dead, don’t forget that you still have a kid to take care of.”

"Understood, blame the old man." Yi Qing waved his hand and asked Zhao Lao to go back to rest quickly. When Zhao Lao turned around, he added: "Today is hard work, and thank you."

Mr. Zhao put down the curtain and stopped, coughed twice, but finally didn't look back, cursed and said some words that Yi Qing couldn't understand, and walked into the tent.

Yi Qing hugged the sleeping child, lay outside the tent and watched the bright starry sky quietly for a while, and when she finally felt sleepy, she took the child into the house and crawled into the quilt in a daze.

The child woke up after not sleeping for a long time. He broke free from the blanket that had been wrapping his body, turned over and rolled out of the bed, and crawled onto Yi Qing with both hands and feet. He held Yi Qing's face with both hands and played with himself for a while. Feeling a little bored, he crawled back into the bed, hugged Yi Qing's arm and kissed him, and lay there quietly without crying or fussing.

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Yi Qing slept surprisingly well that night, woke up very early the next day, and reluctantly cut one of her clothes into a shape that a child could wear.

Clothes that are ugly and don't fit well are better than leaving a child naked or wrapped in a dirty blanket all the time.

After dressing the child, Yi Qing took out a pistol from the tool backpack, hesitated for a while, and finally decided to exchange it for some rations.

Looking at the time, Mr. Zhao should still be sleeping at this point, holding the well-behaved child in his arms. As soon as Yi Qing opened the curtain of the tent, he was frightened by the people standing outside and staggered back two steps.

Mr. Zhao wanted to give Yi Qing a surprise, but he didn't expect to scare him, so he quickly put away his smile, "You are all right, don't fall."

"Shouldn't you be sleeping at this time, why did you wake up so early?"

"Of course it's because of something good." Elder Zhao raised the tin can in his hand, "This is unopened milk powder. I changed two cans, and it should be enough for the baby for a while."

"It's really a good thing." Yi Qing looked at the production date on the milk powder can, and the milk powder was still within the expiration date.The child imitated him and touched the jar, babbling happily.

"Of course, it doesn't matter who I am, Mr. Zhao. Do you still have the fire or something from last time? Let's boil some hot water to make milk powder for the child." Besides the can of milk powder, Mr. Zhao also brought half a pot Water, this side is talking to Yi Qing, and the other side has already started to make peace.

"What did you exchange for milk powder?"