Chapter Eighty-Seven: You're Like My Mother
This kind of injury on the left abdomen will heal soon if it is carefully recuperated, if you don't care about people, it will be very painful to die, Su Zuo also has the same wound on his body, among the three, Su Zuo is the most seriously injured, because of the relationship of ability awakening, Zhuo Qian is the only woman here, but the strengthening of the body is the best among them, and the wound heals quickly, and it naturally falls on Zhuo Qian's body when he goes out to find survivors.
"I'll go, you take care of Su Zuo here, you are a woman, and you are better than me in medicine, I will go find survivors."
Yin Mingyang's remarks made Zhuo Qian look up in surprise, in her previous life, she had been crawling in the end for three years, and it was the first time she had heard such words.
In the apocalypse, everyone can hide, everything and food is distributed at the beginning, in order to try to survive, she is trying to run in front of her at any time, which has made a good impression in the team, this kind of thing is used to it as a matter of course, and today someone will be in front of her.
Zhuo Qian's mind hadn't come back to his senses, and he responded lightly: "Oh! That's right, if you want to go, be careful! ”
Yin Mingyang twitched the corners of his mouth, stood in place and stared at Zhuo Qian for three seconds, didn't she worry about him in the slightest?
Su Zuo kept looking at the two, and after Yin Mingyang left, he smiled weakly: "He likes you." ”
"What?"
"Yin Mingyang seems to like you."
Zhuo Qian glanced at him, and the egg fell into the electric kettle with a "bang", and the smashed egg white yolk suddenly flowed out.
Listening to the sound, Su Zuo honestly closed his mouth, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead by the way.
Zhuo Qian glanced at the bed twice, Su Zuo's face was pale, he who wanted to pretend to be asleep and pretended to be dead slowly and really fell asleep, his breathing gradually calmed down, the slightly long bangs on his forehead blocked his eyes, and the little blood stains on the quilt were particularly dazzling, and the originally high-spirited young man was now lying on the bed alive.
She didn't care about Su Zuo's words at all, there was no time to fall in love in the apocalypse, who knew which of them would die or all of them in the next moment!
Connected the other eggs to the kettle and boiled them, cooked them, and took out a share of the vegetables from the bracelet, the water and electricity in the building have not been stopped, so that Zhuo Qian has the illusion that she is still living before the end of the world, since she was in junior high school, she often wants to move out of the villa, rent a house by herself, and never go back.
When she came home from school, she cooked and slept by herself, went to work as a temporary worker on weekends, and went home to eat and sleep by herself.
That kind of thing that I thought about day and night would never come true, but now I have the taste of that life.
Zhuo Qian lowered his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes fell on the street outside the window, where it was dark, and if you looked closely, there would occasionally be one or two figures swaying in the dark.
"Zilazila~" Put a little water in the pot, wait for a few seconds for the water to boil, and the greens can be out of the pot.
The color of the green onions was put into the white plate, and the aroma of the dishes was overflowing, which made Zhuo Qian's depressed mood slightly better, thinking about the good thing, compared to the other survivors, everyone else was panicked in fear, and when she was hungry, she could still cook here leisurely, it was really much better, she had to enjoy this moment of peace quietly.
After frying the green vegetables, I cut a small section of the bacon in the refrigerator before, washed it and cut it into slices, fried some green peppers, and looked at it so-so and looked cooked directly out of the pot.
In view of the injuries on their bodies, Zhuo Qian also stewed a fish, the onions, ginger and garlic were all complete, the fish was killed and washed, boiled with oil on both sides, and boiled in water. Then put salt, shallots, ginger and garlic, probably like this!
"Are you cooking? It's fragrant! Su Zuo turned sideways on the bed, and a long movement made his arm very numb.
Seeing Su Zuo wake up, Zhuo Qian moved the folding table in the living room to the bedroom and set it up next to Su Zuo's bed, and brought the greens, bacon, and rice to the table, so that they ate together, very much like a family.
Feeling the strangeness of the atmosphere, Zhuo Qian turned his face and said, "There is still fish stewed in the pot, it'll be fine for a while, I'll take a look."
"Zhuo Qian, you look like my mother!" Su Zuo said suddenly.
“……”
Zhuo Qian, who walked to the door, paused.
"At this time, I found that I missed my parents, I used to be very indifferent to other people, and so was my family, maybe I was injured and dying, and people became more sentimental, Zhuo Qian, I don't mean anything else when I say this, I just remember that I used to be at home, every time I eat, my mother is busy before and after......"
"Okay, if you want to eat, eat quickly, if you have time to think about this, it's better to think about where we should go to find someone, the scope of the community is too large, if you can have a narrow range to find your parents, it's not easy to find 15 buildings in turn." Zhuo Qian left Su Zuo with an indifferent back and went to the kitchen to serve fish soup.
Turning around, she subconsciously wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and her family ...... Her parents have been dead for a long time.
It's okay to save them from experiencing the apocalypse, becoming monsters of the walking dead, or living in fear all day long!
It's good, it's good!!