Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

Song's mother heard her mother-in-law accusing her son, so she quit immediately and stepped forward to stand between Song's grandma and her son. Song Yichi, a young man, is not easy to argue with the old lady. She is not afraid, "Don't admit it? When you separated this piece of paper That’s not what it said when the bill was sent to Lao Song.”

"I don't care, anyway, I don't recognize it, Song Yichi is my grandson, he has to support me." Song Yichi retreated to the back, out of the reach of the old lady, and she didn't do anything to Song's mother, she simply showed her face and played a rogue, she didn't care about others Pointing out, there will be no meat loss, but if Song Yichi is allowed to leave, Song Wenbin will have to go to work, she is reluctant.

"Impossible, don't even think about it!" Song's mother listened to her mother-in-law still taking it for granted, raised her eyebrows, and her eyes were about to burst into flames. Since the old lady is shameless, why should she take care of her? Song Wenbin, "Lao Song just wanted to support you and his younger brother. He started working part-time in middle school and provided for you for 16 years! Later, his younger brother graduated from university, and Lao Song was about to start a business. You were afraid that he would divide the family property, so you decided to write it." Separating the family alone kicks people out of the house."

"My old man left early. His father is the boss. What's wrong with setting up a family to support the family? What's wrong with the boss?!" Grandma Song retorted confidently.

"What's right! That's all forced by you. If Lao Song hadn't wanted to support his family, why would he have collapsed early and left us orphans and widowed mothers? At that time, Xiao Song had just entered junior high school and was only 13 years old!" Song's mother was very emotional , his chest heaved and heaved, he was so angry that he couldn't speak the following words.

When she mentioned her husband who died young, she felt a sense of grievance. It was not worth replacing her husband. She had been by Father Song's side all the time, seeing that he would rather take care of the people in his hometown, but in the end he got such a heartless paper. My father sighed and felt sad for several days.

Song Yichi was afraid that his mother would be angry, so he was patted on the back to calm down. Song's mother was comforted by her son and quickly calmed down. She mustered up her courage and said to the old lady in front of everyone present: "Whoever you are What is the purpose of coming to my son, anyway, I just said, I want my son to raise you, dreaming!"

Grandma Song has been rampant at home for many years. Her son is obedient, her daughter-in-law is obedient, and her grandson is lovely. No one has ever dared to refute her face like this. "You, my eldest son started to disobedient because he found a selfish daughter-in-law like you, and now you are encouraging my grandson, I, I will never end with you—"

The old lady's face was sallow after working for many days, and her eye sockets were sunken. At this moment, coupled with the ferocious expression of fury, it was very terrifying at first glance.

Song Yichi quickly pushed Mother Song behind him to protect him, and Grandma Song, who was rushing straight, bumped her head against his hard chest. Song Yichi resisted the urge to hit someone, and pushed away impatiently, with a sarcasm on his face: "Shan Zi I've read it, and it's clearly written on it that you requested to live with your second son after the separation, and since that's the case, it doesn't matter to me whether you are good or bad."

"No, your father is the boss, so you should take care of the housework." Grandma Song never mentioned the problem of the separation of the family. If she killed her, she would let Song Yi come to raise her later. They had nothing when they arrived at the base, let alone a place to live. , I can't even pay for a meal.

"The older ones have to raise the younger ones?" Song Yichi asked.

"It's only natural for an elder brother to raise a younger brother, what's wrong?" The old lady always thought like this, and she didn't realize Song Yichi's intentions.

"Okay." Song Yichi nodded, looked at Song Wenbin, beckoned someone to come over, first handed the old lady back to him, and while he was making eye contact with the old lady, asked abruptly, "How old are you?"

"I, I'm thirty." Song Wenbin answered without thinking.

"Then do you know how old I am?" Song Yichi turned to ask Grandma Song, and before the old lady could think about it, he said, "I'm 26, he's thirty, so if you calculate it like this, he's older than me. Shouldn't I also ask him to raise me?"

"Here, you..." Grandma Song used the theory of "brother to raise younger brother" to coerce Song Yichi into agreeing, but she was taken advantage of instead.

At the beginning, she was partial to her second son because she was young. The eldest son went out to work to earn money, married late, and the younger son was kept by his side. After graduation, she found a wife, married and had children. The perfect dream of "grandson", so she likes her eldest grandson Song Wenbin so much, but now, she can't wait for her eldest grandson to be born a few years later and become a younger grandson!

"Pfft." The director who had been listening for a long time couldn't hold it back. He thought that Song Yichi would quarrel with the old lady, and the two sides might quarrel. The old lady's words caught them all, leaving the other party with no reason to continue pestering.

"Hahaha..." After the onlookers figured it out one after another, they all burst into laughter.

Song Yichi got rid of the unreasonable entanglement, thought for a while, and went to the registration counter, and drew 20 contribution points into the system in public: "After all, it is a relative, I can't do it. These 20 points count as helping them for two days, and I don't have any more points." , please transfer it to them directly after you register." It is also an explanation to my father.

Song Yichi picked up the vegetable box that had been forgotten for a long time, thanked the director for his help, and at the same time apologized for causing trouble to the management office, took Song's mother and opened the door and left.

Grandma Song misfired, and Song Wenbin and the others didn't know what to say. They pointed around in embarrassment and waited for half an hour before completing the registration. The daughter-in-law stood with the embarrassing mother-in-law. He gave the points to Song Wenbin and said, "Dr. Song is still kind, 20 points is enough for you two days, remember to thank you 'brother' well."

Those who watched the whole process or joined in halfway also praised Song Yichi's character: "If you say this person is really different."

"Doctors are benevolent. Dr. Song must be a good doctor. If you want to change me, no matter what the outcome is, first scold them for being bloody and vent your anger."

"Yes, I am from a small village. After being found by the rescue team, it was Dr. Song who checked and prescribed medicine for me. He was meticulous and soft-spoken. His teammates never refused to ask him for help." He clearly remembered that Song Yichi gave him a bag The good medicine was rushed away by teammates.

"I heard that Dr. Song is not only good at medicine, but also very powerful. That day I saw him come back with a comatose child. It is said that he killed many zombies and rescued him from the rubble!"

"Oh, that's amazing."

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Song's mother slumped all the way, angry and was brought home by Song Yichi. She didn't want to cook and had no appetite to eat. In the end, it was Song Yichi who cooked two bowls of dried noodles for dinner to coax her.He is not good at cooking, he doesn't know how to cook much, and the taste is not delicious, but at least it is his son who cooks, and Song's mother's complexion immediately cleared after eating.

"Are you going out tomorrow?" She remembered that her son had mentioned yesterday that he had sent a temporary remote mission and would be away for two or three days.

"Yes, to a place in the middle of MN. It is said that some researcher was trapped there halfway, waiting for rescue. The team leader said that it would take two or three days." After Song's mother washed the dishes, Song Yichi stood by and helped dry, he was a little worried Song's mother is alone at home, "I'm not here these two days, you pay attention to yourself, or you can go to Seinfeld's house to live."

"Don't worry, I know, have you packed all your things?" Mother Song asked.

"Packed up."

Song's mother nodded, she was still very assured of her son's self-care ability, and told him to be careful when going out, and then went to bed first.

Song Yichi returned to his room, entered the space, went to the shelf, picked up the self-defense dagger Shu Han gave him, touched it lovingly, and put it back carefully, alas, I don’t know where this person went, I hope to wait for the task to come back , the two can meet.

The departure time was 05:30 in the morning. Song Yichi came out of the space tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and went back to exercise for a whole night. Before leaving, he stuffed two energy bars into his backpack for emergencies.

The leader of the team was Instructor Lin. The higher-ups attached great importance to this task, especially in City N. In order to seize the dominance, they contributed money and efforts. It can be said that they spent a lot of money.

The military region has its own research and development area, and there is no shortage of people. Professor Hao, the biochemical expert who was escorted earlier, recruited people as soon as he arrived in the city of base m, and fully supported him. He just made a breakthrough not long ago. The enhancer has been approved for clinical trials. Only n The city has a vacancy in the strength of scientific research, watching the research and development area being jointly controlled by the old rival m city and the military region, it is speechless.

The rescue target of the mission is said to be a well-known expert in the direction of brain neuroevolution. Unfortunately, he encountered a wave of zombies on the way to the base and was besieged somewhere. It took several days for the entourage to contact the base. The first time Zhao Pu, the person in charge of City n, received the news, he ordered people to suppress him secretly, and turned around to organize a rescue team. The rescue team left after City M and the military region found out. They expressed strong dissatisfaction with City N's arbitrariness.

The rescue team has a total of ten people. Considering that there are not many rescue targets, only five, they did not use the military cart, but drove a small bread, which is smaller than the military truck, and it is more suitable to take the narrow road.

"The goal this time is here." Instructor Lin held a detailed area map in his hand and explained to the team members, "We are currently on this road, and the road to the rescue site is blocked. In a safe place, the whole team got out of the car and walked on foot, passing through the marked villages and fields, entering the outskirts of the city, finding the warehouse, and trying to meet the researcher before nightfall."

"You are the top picks selected by each group. Some of you may be participating in the rescue for the first time. I will say the same thing. Zombies are different from humans. During missions, you must pay attention to maintaining your strength and not to underestimate the enemy. We are forced there, so we are very likely to face the wave of zombies alone, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands, I hope you all have an idea in your heart." Instructor Lin put away the map and put it in his pocket, raised his hand to look at his watch, and estimated Time, "There are still about eight hours to arrive at the drop-off location. If you have any questions, you can ask them. If you have no questions, take the time to rest. This mission is a tough battle."

It is worth mentioning that the rescue team took into account the safety of treating supernatural beings to participate in the rescue. After the test, it was found that Song Yichi could use a gun, so he specially applied to the base military area. Shen Rang, as the supernatural weapon research team leader, naturally passed the application report to him In his hands, seeing Song Yichi's name passed immediately, so Song Yichi was approved to use the supernatural gun in this operation, and he is currently the only member of the Second Army who has been approved.

The old team members are relatively calm, closing their eyes and leaning on the back of their chairs to calculate the time of their abilities; the new team members are full of excitement and joy, and eager to show their strength, looking towards the window energetically, looking forward to the early start of the mission.

There was only one man wearing a mask, his eyes were fixed on the front left, his expression was gloomy and filled with deep resentment.

Like all the old players, Song Yichi rested quietly on his seat, with his fingertips gliding across the body of the gun where others could not see, recalling the shooting essentials and consumption calculation method Shu Han said, thinking about it, nose There seemed to be another faint smell of yogurt.

On the mountain road, a white van sped past before dawn, and the base gradually disappeared in the shadow of trees behind the vehicle.

Passing through the woods and tunnels, the sun slowly rose to the top of the head, and the van also turned from the mountain to the foot of the mountain, approaching a large farmland, the driver stepped on the brakes, and the car stopped slowly.

"We're here, let's get off the bus." Instructor Lin said.