Fu Chunyan and Lu Xiaowen were a little unbearable, but they didn't dare to speak casually, after all, they themselves now rely on Hengshuo Fang to live in peace temporarily, and there will be more and more poor orphans in this troubled world, and they have no ability to shelter others at all.

In the end, Zheng Qianhong ran over, hugged Hengshuo's neck and said, "Dad, Brother Qilin is so pitiful!" ”

"Good little Bao'er, it's not that Dad is ruthless, if you start this way, other women and children will come over to follow in the future, can we manage so much?" Heng Shuo Fang patiently explained.

"But Brother Qilin is sick, let's help him, and when he gets better, you can let him go, okay?" Zheng Qianhong grabbed his sleeve and shook it, making him lose his temper completely.

"Okay, okay, let Aunt Chunyan get him in!" Hengshuo Fang waved his hand and said.

Song Qilin moved in like this, and Hengtian and Zheng Qianhong had the original method of dealing with Zheng Dalong's high fever, and directly stuffed him into the big water tank in the courtyard.

There are organic wells in the yards of every house in Jiulong Village, and it is still very convenient to use water, and Song Qilin finally woke up after soaking in the cold well water for 8 hours.

After he woke up, a small green seedling suddenly appeared in his palm.

"What is this?" Zheng Qianhong looked curious.

"I don't know, before my mother died, I kept praying, hoping that the gods in the sky would give me a fairy grass to remove the zombie toxins from my mother's body, but the gods did not appear.

From that moment on, I understood that people can only rely on themselves, and no gods will save the world.

When I had a fever, my head was groggy, and I thought at that time, everyone in the village has a legend that there are many people in other places who have awakened their abilities, and if I can awaken the ability as well, then what I want most is to grow a grass that can remove the zombie toxins, so that those who are bitten will not have their heads cut off. “

When Song Qilin recounted this, his eyes burned with pain, and the scene of cutting off his mother's head with his own hands kept flashing in front of his eyes.

He didn't blame Heng Shuofang, people could rush over to help kill the zombies who killed his parents, it was already benevolent and righteous.

At that time, if someone else cut off his mother's head, he would definitely subconsciously resent others, even if it was his mother's will.

And in the end, he finally couldn't bear to see his mother die with hatred, and after death, he turned into a monster and couldn't be at peace, so he ruthlessly cut off her head with an axe.

The mother passed away with a smile, and at that moment she was finally relieved, and more importantly, she saw with her own eyes that her son had become stronger, and only such a transformation could enable him to survive in troubled times.

What is the use of the seeds in Song Qilin's palm remains to be verified, but Zheng Qianhong kept grinding her godfather in order to let him stay, and Heng Shuofang finally nodded and agreed to him to stay after she hugged his neck and kissed him three times.

"Boy, you have to understand that in troubled times, you don't support idlers, you can stay, but in the future, you have to rely on your own skills to earn food, understand?" Heng Shuofang said with a cold face, if it weren't for his daughter being too young, he would have suspected that this stinky boy was a stinky pig cub who wanted to arch his cabbage.

"Mr. Heng, don't worry, I will support myself and promise not to hold everyone back!" Song Qilin said loudly.

That night, he went home overnight and carried over the 300 catties of rice and 300 catties of white flour stored in his cellar.