In the days that followed, the work proceeded in an orderly manner. Every day, Meng Qingqiang is like an office worker, saying goodbye to his wife and children in the morning and driving his beloved truck to go shopping, and returning home with the harvest in the sunset at night. And the corpses seem to have forgotten this place, never setting foot here.

The tea shop on the left of the hardware store and the stationery store on the right have been emptied by him and used as warehouses. The large pieces of furniture, counters, shelves, etc. in the store were moved outside by him, and together with the surrounding shops, they were built into a one-person high barricade by Meng Qingqiang, and the barricades formed a semicircle to completely enclose the three stores, and after its completion, his wife and son could finally walk out of the hardware store openly and soak up the sun and breathe the air in the area inside, although the area surrounded by the barricade is not particularly large, but it is enough to play badminton, play football or something.

When Meng Qingqiang found a portable generator in a bank, the family returned to the era of electricity, and fuel has become an important resource for him to purchase every day.

The interior was refurbished, a double bed with a mattress replaced two folding beds, and the writing desk was honorably added to the construction of the barricade after it was retired, replaced by a two-seater sofa with a small glass coffee table in front of the sofa, and a green striped curtain on the only window, and even Meng Qingqiang placed two pots of green plants in the corner.

The most on this street are all kinds of large and small restaurants and restaurants, so the gas tank reserves are very sufficient, according to Meng Qingqiang's estimate, not counting the homes of residents in the community, the collection on this street alone is enough to last a few years, and there is a lot of food, and large and small supermarkets sell rice and noodles more or less. Keep it sealed and keep it well for a long time.

Fruits and vegetables are thanks to the hard work of the uncles and aunts in the community, they have worked tirelessly in their yards, lawns, flower beds to plant all kinds of vegetables and fruits, autumn is the harvest season. In Meng Qingqiang's community, an uncle replaced the ornamental trees in the lawn with a few fruit trees, and after a while, the apples and apricots should be ripe. All in all, the food is completely okay and there is no need to worry.

The children are still young, so the education problem is not a problem for the couple, in short, life is not perfect, but there is plenty of food and clothing.

On this day, Meng Qingqiang decided to go back to his hometown in the community, although there is nothing lacking at present, but after all, it is all "taken from the people". Now there is no such thing as what really belongs to him at home, there will always be a sense of strangeness, and some commemorative personal belongings are still at home and have not been brought out, so he and his wife agreed on a list of items, and his son has been begging him to bring back his beloved toys with him, and after smiling and agreeing to him, Meng Qingqiang set off.

Walking in the quiet neighborhood, remembering where things were placed, in fact, he was not sure where those things were still in his memory, but fortunately he had enough time to find them slowly.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the third floor of a residential building on the side of the road, and a slightly weak voice shouted

"Big brother, help"

Meng Qingqiang looked for prestige, he was a middle-aged man with a haggard face, seeing Meng Qingqiang seeing him, it was like seeing a savior, and he waved his arms a few times excitedly, but he put it down again because of weakness.

Looking at this man, Meng Qingqiang was also quite surprised, after all, it had been almost a month since the disaster happened, and he was able to persevere, I have to say that it was also very admirable, after thinking about this, he gave the man a thumbs up, and then turned around and prepared to continue home. The man saw that Meng Qingqiang's gesture was relaxed, but when he found out that he had no intention of saving himself, he immediately became excited.

"Don't go, big brother, help, please save me" The man saw that the footsteps still didn't stop, and shouted again, "Don't go, if you want to go again, I'll keep yelling, those monsters will come soon, and you won't be able to run away at that time" While shouting, he looked around for the traces of the monster, but what made him strange was that he shouted several times, and there were no monsters.

Meng Qingqiang, who heard the shout, narrowed his eyes, subconsciously touched the murder weapon hanging next to his waist, and then continued to move forward slowly. At this time, the man's anxious and even slightly weeping shouts came again.

"Please, don't go, save me, I still have a baby"

Hearing the last two words, Meng Qingqiang stopped. Turning around, he walked downstairs to the man and looked up and shouted, "Where is the child?"

The man's hesitation made Meng Qingqiang's eyes squint again. "The child is in the house, it's not comfortable, you help me go down first, I'll find some food for the child, you pick me up", after speaking, the man didn't wait for Meng Qingqiang to answer, he got up and jumped on him, and saw that he was about to hit the top of his head, Meng Qingqiang moved his body in an instant, and then the man fell to the ground with a "snap".

The result of an adult jumping directly from the third floor to a person, and the people below is completely conceivable, and it is not impossible for a light person to be injured or a serious person to die. Therefore, Meng Qingqiang thinks that it is better to let him land directly, although with his current physical fitness, there is no problem at all to catch the man.

Ignoring the wailing and cursing man, Meng Qingqiang walked directly into the unit building where he jumped off, went straight to the door of the room where the man was just now, pulled the safety door, and found that the door was locked, so he flew up one leg, only to see the safety door deformed and bounced open with a loud response, and the whole building shook slightly. If someone is around right now, they must not be able to believe their eyes, because the power of this kick is completely out of the realm of people.

There was no sound in the room, a faint stench was faint, and a bedroom was opened following the smell, and a little girl was lying quietly on the bed, although there was some speculation, but the anger still couldn't stop pouring out in Meng Qingqiang's heart.

Pale and peeling lips, a slightly thin and withered face, and a cloudy substance of pus or pus that flows from the corners of the eyes. It all shows that the child is starving to death! Because there are no external injuries on the body.

The poor little guy was lucky to be immune to the virus, and escaped the attack of the monster, but he didn't expect to starve to death, was the thing that fell on the ground just now her father?

Meng Qingqiang thought of his son, if he didn't come back to life, would the little guy have the same result, he didn't dare to think about it, but he knew that if such a situation really happened, then it meant that he and his wife were no longer there, he would not allow the child to walk in front of him, and his wife would not, they would pay all the price Even if it was their lives, they would bring hope to the child, and they would never be like the thing that was still screaming and cursing downstairs, cowardly and timid, not a father! The children are starving to death, and they still have the strength to scream, does he think that the corpses are really deaf?!

Meng Qingqiang found a clean sheet, wiped the girl's little face with a towel as if she was sleeping quietly, and then wrapped her in the sheet.

Then he calmly walked out of the door, knocked on the doors of several neighbors around him, and found that there was either silence and no response, or the disgusting roar of the corpse. So the same violence broke into the door, and at this time, Meng Qingqiang's body faintly exuded an inexplicable coercion, so that several corpses trapped in the house hid in the corner and did not dare to move after discovering him, as if the slightest movement would be burned by the hidden fire of anger.

After going in and out of a few houses, Meng Qingqiang found a few bottles of liquor and alcohol, then returned to the room to pick up the girl's body and came downstairs. The guy who broke his leg was surprisingly surrounded by several corpses not far away, and he couldn't make any sound. God's punishment is only to be late, but never absent.

And the several corpses who found Meng Qingqiang stopped eating and lowered their bodies and heads like subdued animals, not daring to make a sound, and when they found that Meng Qingqiang didn't pay attention at all, they began to tear and fight again.

After walking for a while, he found a corner of the wall where pale pink roses were still blooming above, Meng Qingqiang gently put the girl down, and found a large amount of wood nearby to push under the corpse, and finally he spilled the wine and alcohol he found on the sheets.

The flames ignited in an instant, and the young body, together with the pale pink roses above, slowly turned into black ash floating into the sky, flying freely, and there was no more painful torture.

Meng Qingqiang stood next to him and watched quietly, just like looking at himself at that time, the flame can bring infinite reluctance and regret, and it can also take away pain and sorrow. After a long time, he turned around and continued his journey home.