doom monster

Chapter 36

"dad.."

The appearance of old Dengtou attracted Xiangzi's full attention. Seeing the old man slowly walking in the crowd, Xiangzi opened his eyes slightly.

The unknown emotion in his eyes receded quickly, and the next moment he looked panic-stricken like a child who made a mistake, with no place to rest his hands.

I haven't seen him for half a month. The old man has become thinner and his hair loss has become more serious. There are only a few hairs on the top of his head that are struggling tenaciously.

He seemed to be tired from walking, holding a crutch made of dead wood in one hand, panting slightly after taking two steps, and with the support of an elder sister, he moved tremblingly, like a walking skeleton.

Xiangzi stared at the emaciated old man. Every time Old Dengtou coughed lightly, Xiangzi's heart ached a little, and he wished he could be Old Dengtou's crutch.

He wanted to do that...but...he didn't dare.

Because...Xiangzi did something wrong, so my father got angry.

This is the conclusion he has come to after thinking day and night for half a month.

Xiangzi lowered his head and stared blankly at the black fingers, suddenly went crazy, pushed away the onlookers in front, and rushed straight towards the three plants not far from him.

Xiangzi's actions caught people off guard. People watched him skillfully dig up the soil covering the roots of the plants, and dug out the fruit with the size of a ball inside.

The pale pink fruit was plump and heavy. Xiangzi wiped the soil on it with his sleeve, and carefully looked at the seemingly kind old Dengtou.

In the barren land, the few fresh plants standing upright are actually very eye-catching, but many times people deliberately don’t look at them, or they don’t dare to look at them, as if they are afraid that they will not be able to hold on and puncture the last precarious morality. bottom line.

Deliberate ignorance made people never take a closer look, and now they find that those fruits are running out.

The reason is obviously related to Xiangzi.

"Are you still a human?" A sudden swearing from the crowd became the starting point for verbal and verbal criticism, which almost poked Xiangzi's spine and reprimanded him bitterly.

Xiangzi ignored it, twitched the corners of his mouth, and wanted to walk towards Lao Deng's head, but halfway he was suddenly grabbed by his hair, and his head was forced back.

Xiangzi suffered from the pain and shrank for a moment. The scorching sun in the sky seemed to be scorching his heart. It was so dazzling that Xiangzi couldn't open his eyes, and the physiological tears in his eye sockets quickly filled.

He closed his eyes, and hugged the heavy fruit more tightly in his hands. When he opened his eyes again, only the thin reflection of the little old man remained in his eyes.

Stubborn and paranoid.

"dad"

"you eat."

***

Half a day had passed since the farce where Xiangzi got up, and it was time for dinner.Yu Qiu looked at the food delivered to him in a daze.

In the chipped porcelain bowl, the lightly powdered food was steaming, soft and delicious like potatoes.

The amount is not much, but it is the best comfort in the past few months.

The supplies in Qingyang Town are too scarce, to put it bluntly, they are too poor.

Not only because of the remote location, but mainly because of the inconvenient transportation. There is only one road that can go out. The mountain road dug out is still very rugged, and now it has collapsed. It is blocked here. People inside can't get out, and people outside can't get in. .

With the consumption of so many mouths, food is destined to be eaten less and less, coupled with the inability to cultivate, water pollution, and resource regeneration, it is almost a day to day.

Ironically.

Without food and water, everyone knows the consequences, so when people scolded Xiangzi when they learned that the fruits were edible, they were not moved.In other words, it was more like an excuse to compromise with myself.

The steaming bowl in front of me is the best proof.

People die every day in the refuge camp. Those who died may be a kind of relief, but those who are still alive may not be a kind of luck.

In fact, in such an atmosphere, each extra day felt like a steal, and the longer it passed, the more frightening it became.

Hunger, zombies, and human flies are not reminders.

The difference between death and life seems so far away, but it is actually so close.

No one knows how long it will last.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the next second.

The aroma of the food lured Yu Qiu, who swallowed his saliva, but dared not touch it.

A sudden palpitation in the depths of his heart made him extremely uncomfortable, and the bloody source of the seeds bloomed in front of his eyes one after another, like a stutter, stimulating his brain frame by frame.

Something is about to come out, but the next second is fleeting.

"Bah"

The overturned porcelain bowl brought back Yu Qiu's sanity.

"Ho ho ho.."

Yu Qiu clutched his chest and breathed heavily, like a fish out of water.

The soft and delicious food was mixed with fragments, splashing around, and at first glance, it looked like brains were in vain.

"vomit.."

"Luo Heng, Luo Heng..." The panic of the young man was vividly displayed at this moment.

He didn't wait for the reply, but waited for the vine.

The slender vines seemed disobedient, and quietly climbed out from the collar, covering Yu Qiu's eyes.

Yu Qiu's vision suddenly went dark, and he subconsciously wanted to get rid of the obstruction, but found that the palpitations were gradually fading away.

He stopped his movements and remained motionless. The moment his fingers touched, the vines swam away like a small snake, and the fleeting coolness felt like an illusion.

In the narrow aisle separated by wooden boards, the sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near. The person who came came hurriedly, as if in a hurry, trotting "tap-tap", and finally stopped at the door of Yu Qiu's cubicle.

"Qiu, what's the matter with you?"

Tan Donghua took a few breaths, opened the curtain, a raised hair on the top of his head swayed in the air as he walked, his eyes were full of worry.

Tan Donghua lives not far from Yuqiu, just opposite to Yuqiu's next door.

Most of the cubicles face each other, and there is basically no sound insulation.Don't say that Tan Donghua heard the sound of the porcelain bowl smashing to the ground, even the neighbors nearby all probed to see what happened.

For Tan Donghua, it is not an exaggeration for Yu Qiu to him and Yu Panpan to be a family.

This man, after learning about the kindness, even if he didn’t mention the two life-saving graces, Yu Qiu’s kindness to Tan Panpan is enough to make him care, so he couldn’t let go of this movement, and he was about to eat He put down the bowl and rushed over.

"Don't move, brother, I have thick skin." Tan Donghua took Yu Qiu's hand that was about to pick up the pieces, and drove him aside.

"Your sister Ying is also worried about you. She was going to come, but Panpan is making a fuss. This little bastard is going to crawl on his father's head because of a cold recently...hey..."

"Hey~ Qiu ah...~ Tan Donghua shook his head and sighed while tidying up. "I'm sure I won't be able to eat this thing, you child, how excited you are to eat this hot mouthful, the bowl was broken, we didn't Bowl out. "

"Hey~ Let's do this. I'll spare some for you in a while, so you won't be hungry anymore."

The tall and thin man squatted on the ground and babbled, his arms with a small amount of sleeves rolled up were covered with bones and bulging veins.

He swiftly picked up the last piece, put it into a green plastic bag he didn't know where he got it, tied it tightly, and when he looked up and was about to get up, he saw Yu Qiu's brows were tightly furrowed, hesitant to speak.

Tan Donghua didn't know why, so he raised his eyebrows: "?"

Yu Qiu murmured for a while, and then said, "Brother Dong, I can't eat it, I think..."

Tan Donghua paused, got up and patted the dust on his legs, and suddenly smiled.

It's just that it was a wry smile.

He said: "But, Xiao Qiu, we don't have any choice."

Tan Donghua looked at the young man in front of him, the sadness hidden in his eyes was looming, the arc of the corner of his mouth was slowly smoothed, Tan Donghua looked at his skinny fingers, lowered his head, and his voice was like a whisper: "I can't go back... .I can't go back..."

Yu Qiu looked up at the decorative light bulb above his head, and his nose suddenly felt sour.

Yes, I can't go back, I can't go back from the day when the end of the world began.

However, in the past few months, Grandpa's appearance seemed to be getting more and more blurred. Yu Qiu had to look at the photo in his pocket watch every day to make his memory clear.

I have to admit that he was really homesick, very much.

Yu Qiu's expression was gloomy, and he couldn't say anything in the end.