"Are you interested in going to harvest some food with your grandfather?" Early in the morning, Old Man Chen looked at the cold season with a smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hey~ Grandpa is eccentric, why don't you take me there?" Before Leng Ji could answer, Yuanyuan coaxed on the side.

"Yuanyuan is much more powerful than Xiao Ji," Old Man Chen touched Yuanyuan's head with a smile, and his smooth hair was extremely comfortable to touch. "No need for special guidance from grandpa. ”

"Oh~ that's too. Yuanyuan nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smug smile, "After all, I'm a 'veteran'." ”

Leng Ji looked at her complacently patted her shoulder, alike, Xiao Leng, you have to work hard, I couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

Anyway, I've been doing this job for 5 or 6 years in the cold season, so she can be considered a veteran.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt that something was not quite right in the cold season, I was only 13 years old now, how could I have been doing it for 5 or 6 years?

"Huh?" Yuanyuan curled her fingers and knocked the door of Leng Ji's head, "Are you wandering again?"

In the cold season, when she knocked me like this, I felt a clanging in my head.

Seeing that there was no reaction in the cold season, Yuanyuan continued to knock twice in the same position.

Rattle, the cold season felt like her head was about to crack.

glared at her fiercely, Leng Ji held his head in one hand, and began to fight back with the other hand following her example.

"What are you doing~" Yuanyuan hurriedly ran away.

"Hey, hey~ You can't pull your hair" It's a pity that Yuanyuan didn't move fast enough, and she was pulled by the cold season, "You're cheating." ”

Old Man Chen looked at her and entertained herself, and he didn't interject, just stood by with a smile all the time.

After tossing for a while, he still followed Old Man Chen out in the cold season.

"Human?" Leng Ji looked at Old Man Chen and asked, the years had already left indelible marks on this person's body, and the wrinkles covered up the slightly hideous scar.

A scar that glides over the corners of the eyes and travels over the skin

Old Man Chen nodded slightly to show affirmation, and Leng Ji felt that the scars at the corners of his eyes were clearer.

Turning left and right along the alley, and after a long circle, Leng Ji and Old Man Chen finally came to a locked iron gate. This is the entrance to the passage where smugglers can freely shuttle inside and outside the protective net, and it is also the only passage through which they can pass through the protective net.

I don't know how Old Man Chen bought off the smugglers, but this passage that should have been hidden by the smugglers allowed them to enter and exit at will.

The traps outside the protective net were originally set by the government, and a steady stream of people kept flocking to the city, and a single protective net could only resist the zombies, not those humans with a purpose, so the government came up with such a way to add these traps with buried wires outside the protective net, and strangle the people outside in their own fantasies.

The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade.

The people outside and the smugglers gave Mr. Chen the opportunity to draw a map of the traps with their lives, and of course, Mr. Chen also helped the government set up more traps.

The sun, which had been blazing a few days ago, was obscured by dark clouds today, but the weather was still so hot and stuffy, and the continuous low pressure and the hot wind blowing in made people very uncomfortable.

The electrocuted human body exuded bursts of burnt fragrance, or rather, the faint smell of food, of course, in the eyes of Old Man Chen and Leng Ji, there was only the smell of rotten burnt.

Another unfortunate man.

Leng Ji sighed inwardly, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and his rubber-gloved hands expertly cut the wires and dragged the body out of the pit.

Old Man Chen took advantage of the time when she was dragging the corpse, stripped off the skin, reconnected the wires, and buried the wires with a shallow layer of soil, and in a short time, this trap would not be used again.

There will always be people who will come back and look for the dead, and they don't want to be targeted.

When Mr. Chen came, he brought a sack, and threw the body into the sack in the cold season, and Mr. Chen also finished the finishing work and took the cold season with him, and dragged the sack slowly to the next trap in the cold season.

In the face of this kind of charred corpse, there is always a feeling of numbness and silence in the cold season, like her illusion, as if the process like today has been experienced many times, so much so that even the cold season herself can't count it, so that she has been like now, cold-blooded.

However, in the memory of the cold season, there is no such experience at all.

In this way, the old and the young worked together, clearing all the traps around, some animals and some people, until the sack was almost out of place, and the two of them planned to go home.

A low air pressure enveloped the earth, and the dark clouds were finally willing to let go of a part of themselves, and the two men braved the rain like fog to pass through the passage.

At the entrance of the passage, Leng Ji and Old Man Chen met a smuggler who was about to go outside, just in time to sell what he was holding.

In the last days, people want to eat meat, and they can only buy it from smugglers at a high price.

Even human flesh.

Human beings are carnivorous animals, and they cannot change even if the end comes.

Old man Chen winked at Leng Ji, who willingly left the two of them to bargain, and went out of the house to find a corner and sit down.

It's raining, but it's still not cool. In the cold season, you can still feel the sultry atmosphere, and the rain is sprinkled on the cold season as if to relieve the heat.

Looking at the gray sky in the cold season, I suddenly remembered the empty glass bottles and syringes on the dinner table that day.

An empty glass bottle as wide as a finger, a liquid that sticks to the glass wall like a droplet.

Used syringes, and trembling hands.

Leng Ji's face sank, and his misty thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Old Man Chen opening the iron door.

Old Man Chen was smiling, and it seemed that the bargaining was going well.

Leng Ji stood up and ran towards Old Man Chen.

"Hehe, I can have a good meal tonight~" Old Man Chen said with a smile.

Leng Ji nodded, and then reached out to hold Old Man Chen's hand, just like Yuanyuan.

Old Man Chen was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that the cold season would hold his hand.

"Go back and take it. Leng Ji lowered his head, and in the eyes of Old Man Chen, this seemed to be covering up his shyness.

"Hehe~" Old Man Chen smiled even brighter, dragging Leng Ji's hand step by step towards home. "It would be nice if Xiao Ji was also my grandson. ”

I don't talk in the cold season, in fact, I don't know what to answer. Looking at Old Man Chen, he only felt sad in the cold season.

Old Man Chen is very thin, and he is almost skinny.

Old Man Chen's hands have large and small pinholes, although they are covered by wrinkles and age spots.

Old Man Chen staggered when he walked.

"What's wrong?" Finding Leng Ji staring at him, Old Man Chen touched Leng Ji's head, as if to reassure her.

Leng Ji shook his head, lowered his head and closed his eyes and stopped looking at him.

The cold season has guessed that those empty glass bottles ...... Filled with morphine.

Not long to live...... Old man Chen.

Whether it's because of a terminal illness, or because of drug use.