Although I don't know how much gold the scattered information recorded in this work diary is, Gou Zhankun can be sure that what this female writer knows is only scratching the surface.

At least when she finished using this work diary, the female writer was not exposed to the "Yin Tone" incident.

The more righteous and sensational the event, the more chewy it is, and this is something that even the average newspaper reader, let alone a veteran writing practitioner, understands.

There are all kinds of indications that the matter of yin rhetoric has been suppressed and covered tightly.

Of course, it is also very likely that this is just an inspiration record for the work conceived in combination with realistic themes, after all, even if there is no yin tone, at least the handling of the corpse walking case back then was still clearly announced.

In particular, the vice president who was in charge at that time......

Putting down the work diary in his hand, Gou Zhankun saw the two milk babies looking at him with unhappy faces.

"I'm sorry to ignore you." Gou Zhankun smiled awkwardly, and suddenly had an idea, "Do you know where my phone and luggage went?" ”

"Cell phone?" Yao Huang looked at Gou Zhankun curiously, obviously ignorant.

Wei Zi dragged out a suitcase from a corner of nowhere, the one that contained half a box of books earlier, but he didn't find the phone.

"It looks like my phone was still lost at the scene, they should have guessed I'm safe when they saw it, right?" Gou Zhankun muttered to himself, he opened the suitcase, took out the lollipop he had hidden from the mezzanine, and gave one to each sister and brother, one for himself, and put away the rest.

It takes a lot of physical strength to get to the road down the mountain, and he has to replenish it.

"One, one!" Yao Huang climbed on his arm and shook unconvinced, obviously feeling that he hadn't given enough.

"Don't be naughty." Wei Zi reprimanded.

Seeing her little adult with her waist crossed and reprimanding her younger brother with a straight face, Gou Zhankun couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand and touched the top of the two children's heads, and said softly: "Dad, I am a mortal in the flesh, if I don't eat, I won't have the strength to go down the mountain, and when I get home, I'll buy you a lot of snacks, huh?" ”

"Father said yes." Wei Zi's attitude was very respectful, and he took Yao Huang off Gou Zhankun's arm, pressed it to the side and sat down, "Father's box is quite heavy, and it is full of books. ”

Gou Zhankun shrugged: "So now I plan to take out all the books, put you in them, and go down the mountain to sell them to human traffickers." ”

"Didn't my father really treat us like children?" Wei Zi looked at him with disgust, "Vacate the box, do you want to put that bag in?" ”

"This chemical fiber bag has been hidden by you, and it appears too abruptly, if I ask someone to help me move it together, it will inevitably arouse suspicion; But if it's just ordinary modern reading, I can explain that it's too heavy for me to take down the mountain, so I put down the book and only bring my clothes. "After all, it's not a real child, but a mountain spirit who doesn't know how many years he has lived, Gou Zhankun still has a certain degree of respect for gods and ghosts, so he naturally follows the mountain spirits.

Listening to his explanation, Wei Zi's eyes obviously had a hint of appreciation: "The cave is cold, father don't catch a cold, it's not too late to take everything out first." ”

"Listen to you." Gou Zhankun nodded vigorously, "You can go down the mountain with me, saying that it is your father or brother." He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, his classmates were basically married, and the children who got married earlier could also make soy sauce, which was about the same size as Wei Ziyao and Huang.

He had never considered marriage in his life, and he had never thought that he could marry Tang Fei if he was a woman, but when he was called his father by two mountain spirits who were as cute as porcelain dolls, he still felt sour.

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Wei Zi looked at Gou Zhankun worriedly.

"It's fine." Gou Zhankun stiffly pulled out an ugly smile, touched her head, and continued to clean up.

Half of the contents of the chemical fiber bag are daily necessities, basically compressed biscuits that have expired and dried meat that have become moldy and spoiled to the point that they can't be seen, and some wax-sealed pills, which should have expired when the time is calculated.

Gou Zhankun only took away the old books and some bottles and cans in the chemical fiber bag, and he didn't have time to look at them carefully, because after staying in the bomb shelter for a long time, he did feel a chill to the bone. If he didn't expect it, he would have a high fever when he returned, so he had to find a place where there were people before the disease broke out.

The rest of the things, he tied the chemical fiber bag again, stuffed it under the table, thought about it and piled the books on the table, and then left with the suitcase and the two dolls.

It was still dark outside, and it was certain that it would be dangerous to go down the mountain now, but he couldn't wait, because he was already feeling sore, and he had already begun to have a fever because of the cold air that had eroded his ears.

It was foggy outside, but the visibility was okay, and he walked down the mountain road one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Father!" Wei Zi saw Gou Zhankun stumbling under his feet, if he hadn't held on to the branches beside him, the whole person would have rolled down the mountain, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.

"It's fine." Gou Zhankun gritted his teeth.

Yao Huang sat on his neck, holding the suitcase in one hand and Wei Zi in the other, just now he let go in order to hold on to the branch, and the suitcase rolled all the way down the mountain.

Fortunately, Gucheng Mountain is not a big mountain, and the air-raid shelter is also near the foot of the mountain, so he ran down the road and quickly found his luggage.

The physical strength obtained by eating lollipops before has been exhausted, Gou Zhankun can't tell the direction, fortunately, there is a village composed of more than a dozen households in front of him, and the croppers have begun to move before dawn, he took out a few banknotes from his trouser pocket, weighed them, took out a fifty yuan draw, and put the other change in two pockets, and then wrote a note, and put it together with fifty yuan.

"Father! Someone's coming! Wei Zi reminded him.

Yao Huang was already asleep, sitting on his neck very obediently, not moving.

"Thank you for your hard work." Gou Zhankun really couldn't move a single step, he was trembling all over now, picked up a fairly clean stone and sat down slowly. He hoped that those people would come over and at least help him.

Because he had a milk doll sitting around his neck, and there was fog around him, and at first glance his body shape was very abnormal, and two bold peasant uncles came over with axes, and they were obviously relieved to see that it was a man with a baby.

"Call this number." Gou Zhankun only had time to hand over the fifty yuan as a reward and the note with Tang Fei's number written on it to one of the uncles, so he closed his eyes and didn't know anything.

He was especially glad that he was familiar with Tang Fei's number, and with Wei Zi by his side, she would definitely be able to mobilize the two peasant uncles to help him ask for help.