ps: Forgive me, I didn't mean to pass it on so late~Escape with the lid on the pot~

"Ah, it's snowing."

One woman looked up at the sky, a little gloomy, but everyone had some white stuff on their faces and hair.

"Oh my God! It's only November! It's already snowing! ”

"Hey, it looks like there will be a lot less of a lot of people this month."

An old man sat under a slick tree, letting the men and women around him scream or make loud noises, and the noise passed by, a little lost and a little cold.

"Hey, Uncle Liu, why don't you go in quickly? If it's too late, you'll starve again tonight! A young man who was familiar with Uncle Liu stopped, motioned for his partner to leave first, and unexpectedly saw Uncle Liu waving his hand indifferently, and he was not angry, learning from him to half-squat, following his direction, it was a closed door.

The young man's eyes were dark, he pursed his lips slightly, he didn't say anything, he got up and left, the old lady didn't care, whether there was anyone around him or not, it didn't matter to him as a lonely old man, unless his grandson and granddaughter-in-law could appear again.

"Here, this is the first snow of the year, maybe something good will happen" The young man had three steamed buns in his hand, Wu Feng put the two steamed buns in the old lady's hand, and left after saying a few words.

That time I went out to search for survivors, and I encountered a rare group of zombies, and none of the more than thirty people who went out came back alive, if it weren't for the fact that there were many underground tunnels in this place before. Hurriedly escaped the catastrophe, it is estimated that the people here are almost dead, but most of the survivors are old people, women and children. He and seven or eight young people happened to take turns that day and escaped the catastrophe, but no one dared to say whether it was good or bad, gnawing on the steamed buns that still had a trace of temperature, Wu Feng subconsciously tightened his thin coat, since his dead friend had left, he would not let his only relatives left in the world have a bad time. Turning his head slightly to look at the old man, Wu Feng quickened his pace and left. While the snow is still not heavy, the house will be repaired.

The old man looked into the distance a little stiffly, slowly put down the two steamed buns in his hand, and took out a clean handkerchief from his arms. With a look of nostalgia and longing, he divided a steamed bun into two halves, stuffed half of it in his mouth, put away the remaining one and a half, looked around, made sure that there was no one around, and then stuffed the white steamed bun into his arms, and it was like a slow movie, he half leaned on the trunk. The eyes don't know what direction they're looking in.

"Dead old man?!"

After the two or three teenagers saw Wu Feng leaving, they were sure that he would not come back, so they hurriedly walked over. As soon as he opened his mouth, he scolded.

The old man didn't even bother to give him a corner of his eyes, the corners of his disdainful mouth went down, if he hadn't had a good tutor, he might have spat a mouthful of thick phlegm at them, his eyes were half-squinted, and his body subconsciously retracted inward. Avoided where the handkerchief was.

A few young people also knew what kind of virtue this old man was, but they were not angry. If a person makes people angry dozens of times, maybe you will accept it slowly like them, a sturdy young man stepped forward, kicked the trunk of the tree, and scolded impatiently, ", you have already stepped into the coffin with half a foot, and there are still three steamed buns wasted every day on the body of an old immortal like you, thinking about it is a waste." In response to his words, the two attendants behind him also spoke.

The old man seemed to be hurt, lowered his eyelids slightly, did not speak, but pursed his lips slightly.

Of course he knows that if he can, he is willing to exchange his old bones with his granddaughter-in-law and grandson, but it's a pity, it's a pity, why didn't he die? I have lived long enough, I have experienced what I want to see and what I don't want to experience, I have been content, and I have earned my capital, but my grandson and granddaughter-in-law are so young!

God is blind!

"Be conscious, hand over the steamed buns in your arms, don't think that if Wu Feng's stinky boy is blocking you, you will be stubborn, right?" The sturdy young man thought of that Wu Feng, it was more and more angry, and the anger that could have been controlled seemed to have exploded, and he rushed out all of a sudden, punching and kicking the old man, but fortunately, the two people behind him were clear-minded, if he accidentally punched this old man out of a wound or scar, he would definitely have to fight with his own people!

The sturdy young man also knew that Wu Feng, who was younger than himself and his age, was not a good stubble, phew, didn't he just stay in the barracks for a few years, dragging a ball?! I touched my abdomen, which was still a little painful, and I was scared and angry, and I was angry and kicked again!

"Don't give you a fucking face!" The action rudely pushed him to the ground, the old man was defenseless, the handkerchief in his arms wrapped in a white steamed bun fell to the ground, the old man touched his waist that could not move, but his eyes kept looking at the handkerchief, that was the day he and his wife got married, the old wife embroidered it for himself, and he seemed to be able to remember that he was still a flower in the village The old wife looked up at himself shyly, and said softly, "This is for you." ”

In the blink of an eye, the handkerchief that I have always cherished was trampled under my feet!

"Humph! Wouldn't it be okay to take it out a long time ago? An old man is an old man, and if he can't understand other people's words like this, why don't he die?! "The strong man has a temperament at this time, where does he care about the importance of courtesy, righteousness and shame, and he doesn't say the words in his mind once and for all.

Poof!

"Hey, boss, are you okay?"

The old man didn't react to anything outside, just stared at the handkerchief a few meters away from him, his eyes were full of sadness, which reminded him of the moment when he watched her lose her life little by little, and finally left herself alone in time, and now it's the same as then, it was he who didn't protect her! I couldn't protect her back then, and now I can't even protect the most precious thing she left for herself!

"Grandpa, is this your handkerchief?" A four- or five-year-old child half-crouched beside a handkerchief and asked with a milky voice.

The old man's eyes followed the line of sight and looked up, hey, isn't this the grandson of the handshake family, hey, isn't it, such a handsome child, only my little handsome child can grow like this, hey, "Hey, it's grandpa's handkerchief, come here." ”

The little fart glanced at the handkerchief, tilted her head, looked at her cheap stepmother, and found that she was leisurely kicking the previous bad uncle to the ground again and again, pursing her little lips, picking up the handkerchief, and walking towards the old man, but she put the handkerchief just enough to reach the old man, but she was squatting twenty or thirty centimeters away from the old man.

I thought to myself, this grandfather is really strange, why do you look at yourself like this? Although I don't feel uncomfortable, I still feel weird, is this the weird Shu Li that my cheap stepmother said? However, this age seems to be a little older, not just an uncle, well, what is it?

The person who came was Xiao Bai and Xiao Fart, a cheap fake mother and son.

Because he met the people from this base before the snow, he was invited by them to come here, and he thought he was a little lucky, but when he saw the snowflakes falling down, Xiao Bai regretted it, and he knew that it was going to snow, so he simply hid in the space and took a hot bath and ate ice cream. But fortunately, the place is not far away, and the others are separated at the door, but Xiao Bai followed the captain of the search team, and the cheap search captain is also a pit goods, I don't know why I threw myself here, a stranger, and I didn't worry about stealing this base.

As soon as I came in, I heard the sound of scolding, but you must know that Xiao Bai's only curiosity after the end of the world was contributed to the big pit of Linqing, and as a result, he got into the pit for himself, so since that time, Xiao Bai has lost a lot of curiosity, and this time it is the same, he stayed in place and waited for the stupid captain to take him away.

But the little fart hadn't learned such a "good habit" from Xiao Bai, and when he heard who those people seemed to be scolding, he tilted his head and asked, "Stepmother, who is the old man?" ”

Xiao Bai shook his eyes over, ravaged his hair here and there, looked at him with teary eyes and looked at himself, and then let him go with satisfaction, "First of all, please call me sister, I'm not your mother, it's not your stepmother, if it breaks my market, you are ready to pay me for the rest of your life, but I don't like Xiao Xianrou, goodbye." Second," Xiao Bai shook his fingers, looked at the big man in that place and pushed the old man to the ground, and sighed, "The old man is not a person, but a type of person, that is, an old man." ”

Hmm, although the meaning of the word is a little worse, but the meaning is right, Xiao Bai grabbed his hair, do you still think I will memorize Cihai?!

The little fart is now learning and selling, and his eyes are innocently open, "Stepmother, is that when you get old, I'm going to call you an old man?" ”

Who can take this dead child away, it!

What the old lady gave you to eat and drink, is it just for you to be angry with me in minutes!

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Xiao Bai is on fire in his heart, this dead child!

Just saw that the strong man was putting his feet on the handkerchief, what made her slightly moved, it was the eyes of the old man, Xiao Bai was suffocated, the fire was even bigger, I couldn't tell whether it was angry with the little fart, or because of something else, rushed up to the waist of the big man is a kick, now I can kill zombies when I go out, and I can raise children when I enter the door, it's completely eighteen kinds of martial arts, okay, solve the problem of hooligan ruffians!

Of course, when Xiao Bai was angry, looking at the team leader who hurriedly pulled himself away, Xiao Bai was also a little embarrassed, but he couldn't see it at all, do you dare to say that you can see from Xiao Bai's arrogant face what kind of shame and shyness this kind of look is?

Remember to apply for the Guinness Book of Records, if you can.

Anyway, the team leader can't do it, and the object is these three ruffians and hooligans, so there is nothing to say, but he secretly marveled at how terrible this five-year-old mother's force value was, so he left with Xiao Bai and the little fart. (To be continued) R655