On how the little thorn is formed

Han Yingying saw that the eldest brother did not move, and followed the eldest brother's line of sight and saw the hands of the two holding each other: "Oops! He hurriedly covered his eyes with his little hands.

Then he ran to Han Zhizhi next to Han Zhizhi with the jelly "Da Da Da", and shyly drilled into his brother's arms.

"Hmph, shameless!" Han Zhizhi hugged his sister, threw down such a sentence and walked to the bedroom, and took away all the food on the coffee table before leaving.

Lin Momo let go of Corso's hand as early as when Han Yingying suddenly covered her eyes. Originally, I didn't think there was anything, but when Han Zhizhi said that, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Now only she and Corso were left in the living room.

"Hehe" laughed dryly, and unexpectedly met Corso's smiling eyes. The thick doting light in his eyes almost drowned her inside.

Lin Momo hurriedly turned his head, his eyes wandered, and he scolded in his heart: Corso is too good at leading people to commit crimes.

Then she raised her hand stiffly, took out a few more bags of food, and asked dryly, "Eat?" ”

"Hmm." Corso obediently took it, tore open the bag and began to eat intently.

Away from Corso's sight, Lin Momo felt relieved.

She got up and walked around the living room, taking a slight look at Han Zhizhi and Han Yingying's home.

The area of this house is not large, and there are all kinds of furniture and appliances. There is also a small platform on the balcony where various toys for children are placed.

In the corner of the living room, there was a sticker measuring height, and there were five or six scratches on the sticker. Each scratch is a little higher than the last......

Han Zhizhi and Han Yingying should be very happy children.

But what about their mom and dad?

The zombie outbreak has been going on for so long, it can't be two children so young who have survived alone, right?

Lin Momo remembered Ying Ying's expression when she talked about her mother and the monsters she talked about—it was very likely that their parents had turned into zombies and entered the evolutionary stage.

Thinking about it like this, Lin Momo felt a little magical. After all, this house is really clean.

Who would have thought that two children with a total age of no more than twenty would be able to survive so long in the "last days"? You can also clean your home while struggling to survive.

Lin Momo had to praise that little thorn. Judging by his physical condition, he was visibly malnourished. But he took good care of his sister, and the little one was in good health.

This house is also cleaned by him.

Lin Momo suddenly understood Han Zhizhi's attitude towards her and Corso.

He knew he was weak, but he was doing everything he could to protect himself and his sister. In this zombie-infested world, he must be cautious to have any chance of survival.

It's hard for him to pretend to be fierce. Although she and Corso were not at all intimidated by him.

"Ahh Han Zhizhi hurriedly turned his head, touched his nose, and prayed in his heart that he wouldn't catch a cold. It seems that he needs to put on more clothes so that he doesn't pass on the cold to his sister.

The innocent Han Zhizhi didn't know that someone in the living room outside was talking about him.

Isn't this what Lin Momo said: the tradition of the earth?

After Han Zhizhi put his well-fed sister to sleep, he tucked his sister's quilt and walked out of the room.

I saw a woman staring at her height bar in a daze. He was a little embarrassed: "How long are you going to stay?" This means that you are ready to drive people away.

"Wait for the army to come out of the safe zone—" Lin Momo paused, "Do you still want to live here?" ”