Doomsday Grain Squad

"It's something that will be replaced sooner or later, so don't mention it." Mr. Zhao took a small bowl and prepared the milk powder, and found that Yi Qing was still looking at him without saying a word, "Did the baby wet the bed last night?" .”

After Yi Qing got up, she checked the sheets and bedding, and they were all dry.The child has been snuggling up to him to sleep, and he is very well-behaved without crying or fussing, but what makes him feel strange is that the child has not excreted since its appearance until now.

"He doesn't seem to want to go to the toilet." Yi Qing picked up the child, unbuttoned the other's pants and touched the white and smooth little butt, "It doesn't look like there is a problem with the body."

The child giggled at first, and then Yi Qing made him a little uncomfortable, so he twisted his body a few times in protest and refused to cooperate with the inspection.

"I've never brought a child before, so I probably want to coax him. Let him drink this while it's hot." Mr. Zhao handed the bowl to the child's mouth. The child glanced at him, pouting and refusing to drink, turning his head Xiang Yiqing grabbed his collar with wide eyes, "Daddy."

"I still have to feed you." The old man handed the bowl to Yi Qing, fumbled in his pocket twice, and found a cigarette he had put in before, "I'll go out for a walk."

"Come back quickly after smoking, I'm afraid I can't handle him alone."

"Understood, wordy."

As soon as Mr. Zhao left, Yi Qing imitated what was played on TV, poured some milk on the back of her hand to test the temperature, and after making sure it was not hot, she began to feed the child.

After taking two sips, the child wanted to drink by himself with a bowl in his hand. He drank very well even without a pacifier, and didn't even drip out, which made Yi Qing feel comforted.

After the child finished drinking the milk, Mr. Zhao still hadn't come back. Yi Qing took off the child's pants and tried to coax the child to urinate first, "Shh—"

"Daddy." The child didn't understand what Yi Qing was doing, raised his head and reached out to touch Yi Qing's chin.

"Baby, hurry up!" Yi Qing weighed the child's body, trying to coax him, but the basin on the ground was still empty, with no liquid in it, and the child just refused to cooperate.

After working hard for half an hour, the child was tired of playing, and he didn't want to do such a strange posture anymore, pinching Yi Qing's arm and struggling continuously.

In desperation, Yi Qing had no choice but to put the child on the quilt. Elder Zhao stood outside and looked in with the curtains on the door. Seeing that Yi Qing was defeated, he walked into the tent eagerly, "Since you can't handle it, let me Try it."

Before Mr. Zhao reached the floor, the child crawled to the innermost floor, his head shaking like a rattle, and he refused to be hugged by Mr. Zhao no matter what.

But no matter how agile the child is, he is still a child, and he was caught by Mr. Zhao within a few strokes.

Mr. Zhao sat on the chair, put the child's legs on his own, and said, "I can't cure you yet, hurry up and pee."

Yi Qing suppressed a smile and moved the basin. Seeing that the child was about to cry, she immediately pinched the child's chubby bun hand, "Don't cry, don't cry."

"Don't cry." The child held Yi Qing's thumb tightly in his hand, imitating his speech, then sniffed, and cried out with a "wow".

Elder Zhao held the child and turned his lower body, letting Yi Qing's fingers loose from the child's hand, "Go out, he will act like a spoiled child without you."

Although Yi Qing was a little worried, neither he nor Mr. Zhao had any experience in raising children, so they had to try everything.

Unexpectedly, just as he got up and took two steps outside the tent, the child cried even louder, "Daddy, don't go."

Unexpectedly, the child suddenly said something he hadn't taught at all, and Yi Qing couldn't bear to take another step. Just as he was about to coax the child, the moment he turned around, the child's crying stopped abruptly.

Mr. Zhao kept the posture of holding the child with his hands up, and stood there dumbfounded, looking at his empty hands with a face full of panic.

"Where's the baby?" Yi Qing glanced around the room. The tent space is only so big, so it's clear at a glance whether someone is hiding or not.Now apart from him and Mr. Zhao, there was no one else to be found.

"Disappeared..." Zhao Lao shook his hands, stood up tremblingly, turned around to look at Yi Qing in horror, and began to explain incoherently, "It's gone, really, it disappeared all of a sudden, I just hugged Yi Qing It's in good hands..."

Yi Qing stepped forward to support Mr. Zhao, who was unstable, and asked him to sit back on the chair first, "I probably know what's going on, don't worry, don't be afraid."

At first, the child lost his footing when he didn't see Yi Qing, but Mr. Zhao said that the child disappeared suddenly, and a bold guess flashed in his mind.

The origin of this kid is a bit mysterious, the whole free trade zone can't find any news about him, he looks like Cang Ao, and now he just disappears out of thin air.

He was almost certain that there must be some connection between the child and Cang Ao.

"I've lived most of my life, and half of my body has been buried in the ground. I've never seen such a weird thing." Zhao Lao couldn't calm down for a while, and held Yi Qing's hand in his hand, only to feel a little relieved Some, "Tell me what the hell is going on."

"There are other different worlds outside of our world. They have powerful abilities that we don't have. If you want to fully understand it, you won't be able to explain it for a while. The child should just go to another dimension temporarily. Don't worry, he The body is warm, so it must not be a ghost..."

"You bastard, I didn't think of the little baby as a ghost." Elder Zhao shuddered when he heard it, and waved his hand to slap the back of Yi Qing's head, "What should I do now."

"Oh, blame the old man, don't hit me on the head." Elder Zhao was nervous and hit hard, causing Yi Qing to rub the back of his head in pain for a long time, "If I'm not wrong, he will definitely come back, when the time comes I'll try to figure things out."

"Guess?!" Mr. Zhao finally stabilized his mood, and now his voice raised a few more tones, "You said you guessed?"

"No, no, it was my slip of the tongue." Yi Qing quickly denied it.

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Although Yi Qing didn't get along with the child for a long time, in the past few days after the child disappeared, he has been restless, and his heart always feels empty and thinking about something.Mr. Zhao also made the same problem as him, talking to him about the child from time to time.

The child was gone, and neither of the father and father was in the mood to go out to earn rations, so they stayed in the tent and waited all day.Yi Qing's pistol was finally handed over to the N City Alliance in exchange for ten catties of rice, and he planned to wait until the day counted.

Mr. Zhao took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and probably found that it was the last one. He tore off the lid of the case without giving up, knocked the case on the ground, "After smoking this last one, I won't have any cigarettes in the future." Smoke."

Yi Qing gloated, "It's good that you don't smoke, lest you keep coughing at night."

"What are you talking about, bastard, you didn't sleep at night, did you just listen to me coughing." Mr. Zhao picked up the cigarette case on the ground and threw it on Yi Qing, then put the cigarette in his mouth, motioning for him to light for himself cigarette.

"The old man stinks from smoking."

Before Yi Qing's fire was lit, a childish baby voice suddenly came out from the corner, criticizing Mr. Zhao's smoking behavior righteously.

"Bastard, you think I stink." Mr. Zhao snatched the ignition tool from Yi Qing's hand, lit the cigarette by himself, took a puff of the cigarette, and did not forget to blow a smoke ring at Yi Qing.

Yi Qing was a little distracted just now, not understanding what Mr. Zhao was talking about, and waved away the strong smoky smell, "I didn't say I thought you stink."

"I'm the only one here besides you. If it's not you scolding me, it could be myself."

Just as Mr. Zhao finished speaking, there was a lot of movement behind the two of them. A small head poked out from behind the curtain of the tent, and repeated what he said before in a childish voice, "Smoking stinks to death."

Yi Qing and Zhao Lao turned their heads at the same time, and looked at the kid behind the door curtain making faces in disbelief.

The child didn't come back, Zhao Lao had been thinking about it all the time, but now that he came back, he was a little at a loss, holding the cigarette in his hand and letting it burn all the time, he didn't smoke, he stuttered and managed to utter a few words, "Back... came back……"

"Strange old man." The child reached out to say hello to Mr. Zhao, then walked out from behind the door curtain, ran up to Yi Qing with bare feet, and carefully reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Daddy, I wrong."

Only then did Yi Qing come to her senses, hugged the child tightly in her arms, kissed him hard on the cheek, and then scolded mercilessly: "Where have you been, disappear as soon as you say .”

The child had been missing for a few days, and when he came back he looked the same, he was still one year old, but he could talk a lot more. He matched his fingers and kissed Yi Qing back, "Because Daddy doesn't want me, it's strange that the old man doesn't want me." It's so fierce, I'm afraid."

"I'm sorry." Yi Qing didn't expect that he and Mr. Zhao would have such a big misunderstanding because they couldn't take care of children.Looking at the obviously smart child, he confirmed his previous conjecture even more, "Tell daddy where you came from."