Flower Dog's grandmother told him that his name was Flower Dog.

"That year, there were many, many people, everyone retreated from the battlefield of Tyrant City, and then fled to the border together, which was really faster than a rabbit running."

"I didn't have anything to eat, it became our biggest crisis, my son ran away with me, we didn't eat for two days, my son told a few people to go out to find food, but he didn't know where to go, and he didn't come back for two days."

"I was hungry for four days, and I was about to die, I met a kind girl, her name is Tang Qi, she saved me, and then I followed their team, I originally wanted to wait for my son, but I knew that he was more than lucky, and I had to follow Tang Qi and them, otherwise how would I live as a lonely old lady?"

"So I followed their team, until ten days later, I saw a woman, she secretly took you off the truck when no one was around, I knew that you were Tang Qi's child, it seems that she adopted you, she called you Huagou."

"I don't know why the man arrested you, but I was afraid that you would be in danger, so I followed you to see."

"Hmph, sure enough, it's greasy, that woman's concubine turned out to be a pervert, who specializes in eating children in the last days, they caught you to eat you, I overheard these things and wanted to go back to find someone, but I was afraid that you would be eaten as soon as I left, so I stole you while they went to the river to fetch water."

"They found me, and then they chased me, so that I couldn't return to Tang Qi and their team, so I could only run farther away, and then I wanted to find Tang Qi and them, and I didn't know their whereabouts, so I took you to wander and beg, this is your whole story. Child, grandma is going to die, and she can't take you anymore, what can you do with yourself in the future? I can only tell you, your mother's name is Tang Qi, you were adopted by her, and I don't know who your biological mother is......"

After the old lady said this, she died.

He was killed by a group of horse thieves, and as they walked along the road, Grandma and the Flower Dog were a little slower to dodge, and one of them took out a waist knife and slashed through the veins in Grandma's neck, and then they walked away, leaving behind the dying Grandma and the Flower Dog, who was a little more than five years old.

The flower dog lay on his grandmother's body and cried and cried for a long, long time.

After that, there was only one person left in the flower dog, although he was young, but after all, he was also a child who grew up with his grandmother in the apocalypse.

Raising his hand, wiping his eyes full of tears, he took out half of the cake and a dagger and lighter from Grandma's arms, put them in the small bag that Grandma was carrying, and then straddled the small bag diagonally behind him.

Grandma told him a lot of truths, she was his raiser and his teacher in all aspects.

Flower Dog had heard of burying his grandmother in the ground, so he also knew that he was going to bury his grandmother.

He found a small pit not far away, so he went to dig the pit with his hands, and dug the pit a little bigger, but when he found that he could not dig it by hand, he dug it with a dagger.

In two days, he ate the pancake and ate some of his mother-in-law's artemisia sprouts, and finally completed this huge project and buried his grandmother in the soil.

Now grandma is in the ground, right?

Flower Dog thought so, and then began to worry about what he would eat next.

He knew what wild vegetables looked like and learned from his grandmother.

But there don't seem to be any wild vegetables around here, and those grasses, as grandma said, can't be eaten indiscriminately, and if they are eaten indiscriminately, they will die.

What can a five-year-old know?

It depends on the education method and the growth environment.

A cat that grows up with a dog has the temperament of a cat.

A tiger that grows up with a man can be as obedient as a cat.

The old lady knows the crisis of the apocalypse, of course, she will not be too relaxed with the flower dog, and uses her own ability to cultivate him from all aspects, so that the flower dog becomes a child in the apocalypse.

And the so-called training, of course, is not like sweeping monks cultivating martial arts masters, what the old lady can do is only to let the flower dog know how to protect himself.

"Well, you can't make contact with people, there are no good people in the end times."

He didn't plan to be too far away from his grandmother, just a piece of land not far away that grew reeds, and the flower dog ran inside, and then found a huge treasure trove, there are rats here!

Flower dog is happy, he can catch mice at the age of four, and of course he is more experienced at the age of five.

Maybe the animals are also taking refuge in the apocalypse, and it is not easy for them to find a comfortable place, and this reed swing is obviously a comfortable place, so there are patches of rats here, which are really easy to catch.

In this way, the flower dog is here to eat rats, and when he is full, he plays alone in the reeds, and the days go by......

"Woooooooooo The big truck is coming, and there are zombies ahead! Come on! ”

The flower dog barked and rushed forward, not paying attention to the grass roots under his feet, and then hit his head on a rock.

This is straight to bleeding.

It hurts.

The flower dog lay there and was stunned for a while, and then cried out.

But he only cried for more than ten seconds, his forehead was numb, and it didn't hurt so much, so he stopped crying.

Turning over and sitting up in a daze, the flower dog pouted.

Grandma said that a manly husband can't cry and cry, because crying can't solve the problem, and it will make others feel like a bully.

Huagou thought of his grandmother when he thought of this, so he ran to the place where his grandmother was buried, sat there and cried, crying for more than ten minutes.

"Grandma! Grandmother! ”

He cried and screamed, and in the wilderness, no one answered, and Grandma naturally did not get up from the ground.

The dog's eyes hurt when he cried at the end, and then he stopped crying, he was hungry again, and he had to catch mice.

For a year, the rats were barely visible here.

Either they've been eaten up, or they've moved.

Mice are not stupid, every day someone digs their holes, and then chases them, catches them, eats them, there are many rats, aunts, aunts, nephews, and aunts are eaten by the dogs, how can they not move?

The flower dog tossed in the reeds for a long time, but did not find a mouse, and finally found a large beetle, so he pulled out his legs, threw the big beetle into his mouth, and chewed and ate it directly.

Hmm, this one is still delicious?

Flower Dog thought, and then continued to look for the beetle, but he couldn't find it.

Then go to the river to catch fish!

Thinking of this, the flower dog ran to the little river, which was not big, but it was very long, it was flowing water, and the flower dog did not know what it was called, but it was indeed the mother river of the flower dog.

The flower dog bathes in it, drinks water in it, fishes in it, and giggles and plays in it.

He couldn't swim at first, but he was a living being, and he could play in the river, but now he doesn't have to get up for a few minutes when he dives, and he can still open his eyes in the water.

Swim and swim, the flower dog has forgotten the wound on his forehead, he feels the best when he is in the water, he feels that this is his world, like his mother's embrace, there is no sound around, as if no one will come to hurt him.

The flower dog was happy again, forgetting the sentimentality of the dusk, and caught fish while swimming, and then went ashore and began to light a fire with a lighter.

All of this is still due to the teaching of my grandmother, the lighter in her package has long been useless, and this one is that he went to the human village three kilometers away to steal me.

Flower dog has only been there twice, both times stealing.

The people in the village looked very fierce, and the flower dog didn't dare to stay there for a long time, and grandma said that the most important thing to guard against is people, because there are few good people in the apocalypse, and even if there are good people, they will become bad!

I lit a fire with a lighter, and then the flower dog was depressed.

The lighter can't fire again, he must have fire, this is the condition of his survival.

It seems that he is still going to that village.

Flower dog pondered while eating fragrant grilled fish.

After eating, he went back to his little shack, which he had made himself.

Don't look down on a six-year-old child, extreme conditions can make him sprout infinite creativity, not to mention that it is obvious that Huagou is a smart child, he has inherited the genes of his parents, so he has also inherited the appearance of his parents, and he is a very, very good-looking little boy.

After a daze and a sleep, about four hours, the flower dog jumped up.

As a child who has been living in nature for a year, the flower dog has some bestial nature, such as waking up when the wind blows, or controlling his sleep time, waking up when he wants to wake up, which is not a special function, just a strange biological clock.

When the flower dog woke up, he quickly tidied up his things, put on the small shoes he didn't usually wear, fastened his shoelaces, and then took his own knife and began to run towards the village.

Not only can the flower dog swim, but it can also run fast, and although its short legs are short, it is full of strength.

He is just a little wild animal, and he doesn't have the squeamishness of a human at all, so how can he not run fast.

Running to the target in one breath, the flower dog is really like a puppy, sticking out his tongue and exhaling desperately, hot.

He rested outside the village before creeping inside.

This time he went to steal the lighter, this is the main thing, and he doesn't want anything else.

Lighters are actually quite easy to steal, and many people will throw them away at will, as long as they look around, they can generally be found.

The village is at the foot of the mountain, and although it is surrounded by barbed wire to defend against zombies, it is easy to climb from the side of the mountain behind the village, and it is not easy to spot.

Although the flower dog has only been here twice, it is also familiar with the road.

This time, however, he was unlucky, as he had just jumped off the barbed wire fence when a large hand grabbed him by the collar.

"Ahh Yes! ”

The flower dog screamed while trying to break free, but he couldn't escape after all.

"Hey, little boy!"

The man smiled and spoke, and then walked away with the flower dog.

The flower dog stopped shaking vigorously and put his hand into his arms, but did not immediately draw the knife.

This person gives him the feeling of being very tall, grandma said that the dog that bites people will not bark, he can't go out of the knife casually, once the knife is out, then there must be a chance to escape!

However, the sad Flower Dog did not wait for such an opportunity, but after ten minutes, he was thrown into a square arena, surrounded by many people, who shouted wildly to make the Flower Dog run.

He ran to squat in a corner, his eyebrows locked, his face nervous, biting his lip, not knowing what was waiting for him next!