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"Da Da Da ......"

A unique rhythm of percussion sounds between the kitchen knife and the cutting board. Wisps of pinkish-white filaments also gradually appeared from the other side of the knife edge. And in the water scoop on the side, a few peeled potatoes impregnated have other uses.

"For the rest of the few, cut them into thick slices and fry them directly into potato chips."

Just thinking like this, Bai Chang heard a soft sound behind him:

"Gollum~"

With a little bit of water vapor slowly rising from the edge of the lid, it made a soft sound. Bai Chang, who was wearing an apron, turned around and opened the lid of the pot, and a large amount of water vapor rose in an instant, causing a layer of white mist to form in his glasses.

Putting his glasses aside casually, looking at the boiling water on the stove, Bai Chang poured the rice mixed with mung beans into it, and stirred it slightly with a spatula, as if he was planning to cook a pot of mung bean rice porridge......

After returning home, Bai Chang's mood was far calmer than he imagined, and even he himself felt a little too calm, almost cold-blooded.

I didn't feel excited, I didn't let them pack their bags in a panic when I saw my parents, and followed me directly to the small building I rented, and I didn't behave differently from the normal state.

The memory of living alone in the last fifteen years existed in Bai Chang's mind, allowing him to learn to hide his emotions almost instinctively, and even often fell into a state of contradiction:

Restrain your emotions and keep yourself prepared, rational and even indifferent. Everything is carried out in an orderly manner according to the itinerary planned by yourself.

Just because, being prepared and orderly, often means that your own safety can be guaranteed.

Of course, the reason why he felt contradictory and awkward, Bai Chang also understood that it was affected by the memory of that part of normal life. Sometimes he also thinks that without this part of the memory, he can probably arrange things better.

In the last days, from the beginning of the last days until his death, Bai Chang never saw his parents again, and the only thing he knew was that three days before the end of the world, his father was hospitalized in the county hospital because of a fracture.

Even this news was a month after the end of the world, Bai Chang met a relative and heard it from his mouth. By the time Bai Chang arrived there, the result was predictable, and the county hospital had become a monster concentration camp.

The second-order monsters everywhere, as well as the wandering of the third-order monsters, made Bai Chang, who was only in the middle of the first order at that time, only look at it from a distance.

And in the last days, Bai Chang was even more difficult to live alone, and it was not until the second year of the end of the world that Bai Chang had a little strength, and returned to his hometown that had become a primitive deep forest to take a look, and he also forgot about one of his own thoughts.

As for what his father broke his bone at that time, Bai Chang didn't even have a clue until now. Therefore, this is also one of the reasons why Bai Chang went home as soon as possible.

Although he returned to the beginning of the last days, all the things he collected in the last days had long since disappeared with the disappearance of the jade cicada. Therefore, at this moment, he has no other advantages except for the memory of being reborn for more than ten years, and the spiritual power that is much higher than ordinary people.

Even more seriously, Bai Chang can't guarantee the safety of himself and his relatives at all in his current situation, will his genes collapse and become a zombie? Will someone else rob them of supplies?

However, the good news is that the Old Dragon Cave near his hometown is one of the few places that Bai Chang knows about where meteorite fragments fell in advance.

Once there is a concentrated meteorite fragment called "Initial Power", then all of Bai Chang's next plans have the most basic "fuel" to start.

As for how to obtain this key "basic part" from a beast tide at that time, Bai Chang already had some preparations after he came back.

Nowadays, the only thing that makes Bai Chang feel a headache is how to enlarge the "pigeons" of the guys. And this kind of thing still has to be carefully pondered, after all, if one is accidentally restricted from moving, it will be a big trouble.

Looking at the rice porridge in the pot, which had already "bloomed" and was boiling and gradually thickening, Bai Chang put it up and began to stir-fry. I guessed that my parents, who had gone out to take care of the orchard, were about to come back, and Bai Chang stopped his cranky thoughts. It's better to eat and make plans again.

......

The forests and mountains are verdant and misty.

With a small bench, sitting at the door, holding a large porcelain bowl of warm porridge, Bai Chang ate the freshly fried hot sauce. Feeling the hot breath in his mouth, a layer of fine sweat gradually appeared on Bai Chang's forehead.

"Whew~"

A cool breeze caressed his neck, making him slam a chill. Taking a bite of spicy sauce, smacking his tongue slightly, he exhaled comfortably, looking at the mountains and forests in front of the door that were still wrapped in mist, Bai Chang felt so peaceful and quiet in his heart.

After losing, you know what is best. Originally, I saw the big scenery since I was a child, but after a gap of "fifteen years", I was able to see it again, and Bai Chang's nose was sour.

Because of the hope of returning to the present, Bai Chang in the last days is more like an existence outside the entire apocalyptic world except for necessary negotiations.

Always on the lookout,

Always hidden,

Always vigilant,

Therefore, in the fifteen years of the last days, what Bai Chang found unbearable was not the danger of killing people at any time, but the loneliness that no one understood and could not talk to others.

Even in the last days, Bai Chang gradually found that he didn't even have a "partner" who could be entrusted with his back, he only had himself, and he could only be himself.

As for the darkness, blood, madness, and distortion encountered after the outbreak of the end times, as long as it does not affect himself, Bai Chang generally does not care, or even avoids it from afar. But I've seen too much, too much, such things, but it makes Bai Chang know what he really wants:

Coarse tea and light rice, parents live a long life.

Confidants one or two, safe and sound.

This kind of calm and peaceful, ordinary life is what Bai Chang really wants. Therefore, in order to protect what he cherishes, Bai Chang is willing to do his best.

"Boom!"

The chopsticks collided with the bottom of the bowl and made a crisp sound, looking at the big porcelain bowl that I didn't know when it would see the bottom, Bai Chang wiped the grease mouth, and didn't say anything about going to add another bowl.

"I've eaten more."

Looking at his belly, which was not bulging at all, Bai Chang had a faint worry, and seriously doubted whether the porridge was undercooked. However, before Bai Chang could approach the kitchen, two figures slowly appeared in Bai Chang's line of sight along the cement road on the mountain.

Putting on the glasses placed on the door pier, Bai Chang squinted, and then he saw clearly that it was his mother and father who were carrying a dead tree trunk and dragging it all the way down the downhill road.

For the habit of parents to drag back when they see the dead trees on the mountain, Bai Chang, who eats the earthen stove meal again, of course will not object, put down the dishes and chopsticks, cover the door, and trot all the way over.

With a heartfelt smile on his face, he took the dead tree trunk on his mother's shoulder and said:

"Mom, hurry up and wash your hands and eat, the porridge served to you has been cold for a long time."

"You can't lift it!"

Before Bai Chang could speak, Bai Yishan said with a smile:

"How could such a big young man not be able to lift such a thing! Right! Son! ”

The black and white hair looks particularly dazzling in Bai Chang's eyes. Looking at the two faces in front of him, Bai Chang's originally calm mind gradually set off waves.

Parents have always aged a lot, and they are no longer the "omnipotent" appearance when they were children......

In his memory, as he gradually became an adult, Bai Chang was busy with his studies and preparing articles, and until the end of the world, he rarely paid serious attention to his parents' physical condition.

Then, never to be seen again.

"Of course! And I don't look at whose boy it is. ”

Bai Chang laughed, and the mood that had always seemed a little gloomy was also let go a lot.

......

"Dad, how are you thinking about it? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will go with my mother to see the decoration of my apartment. After all, I usually have to go to school, and I don't have much time. ”

Bai Yishan heard his son mention this for the second time, silently stopped his chopsticks and shook his head:

"Just let your mother go down, I won't go."

"Let's go together, it's okay anyway, and there's nothing to do at home." Bai Chang was slightly surprised, but he continued to persuade quietly.

"I want to go too! But a mulberry grove around the old mulberry tree in our orchard was targeted by a group of livestock. ”

Bai Yishan took a sip of white wine, sandwiched a chopsticks of bean sprouts, and said with a little doubt. Obviously, I didn't figure out why the cattle on the mountain were so irritable recently, either destroying the rice fields of the Dongjia family or the vegetable garden of the Gongxi family. It hadn't been more than two days, and he ran to his own orchard and came to the scourge.

"Your dad and he have been guarding for two days, in fact, there are only some bobcats, wild beavers or something. Nothing big, eat vegetables, eat vegetables. ”

Liu Ping added a big chopsticks to Bai Chang and fried meat with green peppers, and put a bowl of old black chicken soup on the side of Bai Chang's rice bowl. Picked the chicken into the Baiyi Mountain bowl, and gave Bai Changcheng a spoonful of chicken soup to it, and added a few shiitake mushrooms to it by the way.

Liu Ping's habit of drinking only chicken soup and not eating chicken and liking to eat shiitake mushrooms is clear to Liu Ping. When I was a child, my son was a picky eater, and although he grew up and ate more, he still looked very thin. But in Liu Ping's opinion, it is just that the food is not good, what kind of physique is not physique, it must be that the school food is too poor.

Therefore, at noon, Liu Ping made Bai Chang's favorite dishes with extra care, and the black chicken soup began to stew after breakfast, just so that his son could suddenly come back and have a good meal.

For his mother's thoughts, the current Bai Chang obviously understands. Of course, if it were the habit of the past, he would have complained loudly, saying that I would do it myself, and that I would not add food to me.

It is precisely because he has lost that he will cherish it, Bai Chang gulped down the food that was piled up at a certain height, and fell into thought about the information revealed in his father's words. At the same time, Bai Chang had some guesses about the cause of his father's injury and fracture.

Raising his eyebrows slightly, Bai Chang said:

"Then after lunch, I'll go to the orchard with my father. It's really not good, build a fence and put a few animal traps. The decoration is just my mother, and I definitely can't see it. ”

After a slight pause, Bai Chang continued to speak:

"The main thing is that I want to take my parents out to visit the big city, after all, I suddenly get rich and want to spend it with you. You should fight local tyrants, and I can't spend it myself. ”

When Bai Yishan heard this, he was also happy, and scolded with a smile:

"Hey! is also rich, a local tyrant, only 100,000, do you know how much Lao Tzu spent to raise you a rabbit cub! ”

"Yes, yes, my dad is the best!"

"Then mom isn't good! It's all in the dog's belly! ”

Liu Ping glanced at Bai Yishan, poked the chicken head in the soup into his bowl, and then spoke:

"This food can't stop you, blow the cowhide out of your mouth. Can you let your child eat quietly? ”

Baiyishan snorted, took a bite of chicken head, took a sip of liquor, ate silently, and stopped talking. But from time to time, the father and son are frowning, obviously making eye contact.

Liu Ping looked at the stupid sons of the two landlords, frowned, with a little helplessness in his eyes, and directly opened his mouth to make the final ruling:

"After taking a look at noon, hurry up and get a fence, and then listen to my son's arrangement, just you have so many things."

The head of the family has spoken, and of course Baiyishan can't (dare) object. Regarding his son's desire to take his parents out to play, Bai Yishan obviously understood, and he proposed it several times, and he couldn't wipe the child's face.

Nodding his head in agreement. Baiyishan silently gnawed on the extra chicken nuggets in the bowl, drank the liquor, and sighed in his heart:

"When the rabbit cub comes back, the food is better......"