Chapter 4: Midnight Ghosts

From the corner of my memory, I found a jug, poured it into a broken pot, boiled a little boiling water, and warmed up. By the way, the bread was baked, and the two of them settled breakfast.

When distributing food, Maria has always refused to ask for more bread, and she has to let Zhao Lun eat it. Only after eating food did he have the strength to work, but Zhao Lun was stubborn and accepted the bread.

After the rain, the road was a little muddy, and both of them had their toes exposed in their shoes, and when they stepped down, they were full of mud and sand, and after a few steps, a lot of mud stuck to their feet.

The soil was cold, a little cold, and there were a lot of sharp things in the dirt, and it was easy to puncture your bare feet. The two wore their shoes and stopped from time to time to clean the dirt from their shoes.

The air was filled with the cold moisture of the rain and the earthy smell of the ocean. The sound of rumbling tide can be heard in the distance, and you can see large waves crashing against the coastline from afar. The waves are so big that they can sweep people into the sea. The wind is also very strong, which can blow people down, and at the same time, it is also very cold, through the thin clothes, penetrating into the bones.

Maria was very weak, and when she was blown by the cold wind, her little face was a little pale, and her steps were swaying. Zhao Lun was afraid that she would catch a cold and wanted her to go back, but Maria was unwilling, so Zhao Lun had to find a leeward place and let her look at a broken small wooden barrel so that things would not be blown away by the leeward wind.

The more he walked to the beach, the stronger the wind, and Zhao Lun felt like he was going to be blown away. He didn't dare to get too close, just looking for work in some windy places.

The sea is ebbing, and with a little luck, he can always find some fish, mussels, shrimp and the like, and in his memory he will take the opportunity to pick up something that can be eaten.

Today is windy and the weather is relatively cold, and the clothes he wears are thin and torn, and they don't keep warm at all, which causes him a lot of annoyance. When he couldn't withstand the cold wind, Zhao Lun came to some leeward piles of rocks, rummaged through the rocks, and searched for some small crabs or something under the rocks.

There are a lot of rocks on the beach, and there are always some small crabs in them, and as long as you pick these things up, you can harvest a lot of small crabs.

Ignoring Zhao Lun's objections, Maria also came to him and searched for him together.

It wasn't until noon that enough food was collected, and Zhao Lun took Maria, who was already hungry, back.

From time to time, the sun travels through the clouds, and the light can be bright or dark. The wind is much lighter, and the waves are much calmer. At this time, it was much warmer than in the morning, and when the two of them returned to the grass hut, they were sweating a lot.

Take out the basin, clean up the food, and then steam it without caring if it is delicious or not. When it was done, the two of them didn't care if their hands were hot, and immediately feasted, except for the hard shell that could not be eaten, the others were only edible, and both of them ate cleanly. In the end, my forehead was sweating and my stomach was bulging, and I didn't want to move.

Zhao Lun rested for a while, and then took out the things in the grass hut to bask in the sun and prevent moisture. Maria also helped.

When they ran out of firewood, they gathered it again and dried it in the sun. Zhao Lun and Maria finally had time to rest.

The sun was rare and abundant, Zhao Lun took Maria to find a clean place to sit down, resting while thinking about the future road.

This situation is too bad, far from the good life he imagined, and many problems will give him headaches.

At the moment they have several troubles waiting for him to solve.

In autumn, the temperature plummeted, and Maria was relatively thin, so she had to have a cold clothing.

Now this thatched hut is barely inhabitable, and in a few days, such a damp and cold place will definitely be able to freeze people to death, and he must solve the problem of keeping the house warm.

The poor cannot afford to be sick and cannot get sick, the two of them are ostracized, worse than the poor, they can't even see the sick, and the problem of clothing and housing must be solved.

Secondly, he also had to solve the problem of food shortages. They had no bread, no one to feed them, and all their food was sustained by the fish they had picked up from the sea, and if they couldn't find food, they would be hungry. This problem must also be solved, and sufficient food must be maintained in the future.

The last problem is the trouble in the trouble, how to solve the hostile exclusion of others. As long as this problem is solved, the first two problems are not a problem. It's just that this question is so difficult for him, and no one cares about him, a little kid who has no support.

Even if there are thousands of plans, it is weak.

After the afternoon, the clouds rose again, and the distance was foggy and gray. Zhao Lun, who had already rested, put away the things to be dried, carried tools, and came to the beach again, ready to collect more food.

Maria is here again, this time in full gear, given the windy and colder seaside. Little hats, small torn gowns, etc., all of them were put on for her. It's like a little chubby bear, and it staggers when it moves.

Maria was very reluctant to dress like this, but Zhao Lun put it on her.

By the sea, the wind is much lighter.

I had experience in the morning, and this time Zhao Lun brought a lot of tools. The tattered fishing nets, after his sewing, can barely be used. The barbed wire found in the garbage dump was converted into a simple cage and then put bait on the boiled crab shells. He didn't know if it was useful, so he put it in a cage in the water to trap the fish in the water. In addition to tools, he also set up some dike-like things with stones according to the terrain, preparing to intercept some fish and shrimp.

The sun came out, hid in the clouds, came out again, hid again.

An hour, two hours, and finally, it was overcast, and although it did not mean to rain, the light was dimmer an hour earlier than usual.

The tide is also starting to rise, and many of the places where you used to put your feet are being submerged. Zhao Lun began to pack up his tools, and when all the tools were finished, the tide had already flooded the place where he had placed the trap before.

This time there was preparation, and the harvest was more abundant than in the morning. Five sardine-like fish, an octopus, and seven large crabs, and a number of small shrimp and small fish. Zhao Lun and Maria were very happy, these things were enough for them to eat two meals. When she went back, Maria was bouncing around Zhao Lun, looking at him with admiration.

Zhao Lun was a little fluttering, in a better mood, and a little sad at the same time, these were not enough.

"My brother seems to have become even more powerful!"

"There was fish to eat at night!"

"Well, I want soup, and Maria can eat again—"

The thought of having something delicious to eat again in the evening made Maria's saliva drool.

When he got home, Zhao Lun took advantage of the fact that before it got dark, he cleaned up his things, and when he lit the fire and put the pot on the table, it was already dark. They had no lights here, and it was dark all around, and the conditions were so poor that he complained in his heart.

The cold wind howled, and the flames of the fire flickered. The soup is boiling in the small pot, and the fragrance is constantly coming out of the pot.

Maria was roasting a fire next to her, humming a little song she created, "My brother makes fish, Maria wants to eat fish, my brother makes crabs, Maria wants to eat crabs, my brother makes soup, Maria wants to drink soup, wow~ yes!" The atmosphere was very cheerful, which made Zhao Lun laugh, and his heart was like fire, warm.

The fire was relatively strong, and the rice was cooked quickly.

Three steamed crabs, two grilled fish, and a small pot of small fish and shrimp soup.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense, they just feasted, there was no seasoning, the taste was not very delicious, and in the end, the two of them actually ate all the fish and crabs, and there was only some residual soup left in the small pot.

Zhao Lun reluctantly threw it, put the rest of the soup in the pot, and then put the cleaned fish bones in it, add some water to let the fine fire continue to boil slowly, it is estimated that it will become a delicious soup tomorrow, and when the time comes, it will be just for breakfast.

It's a bit cold here at night, and the burning fire drives away the darkness and the cold at the same time. Hold off some beasts or something.

Today is too tired, and Maria is sleepy after eating, but she refuses to rest, so she has to take Zhao Lun to rest together. Little by little, the little girl's little head almost fell to the ground several times. Zhao Lun was also very tired, but he didn't clean up the surrounding firewood or anything, it was really unsafe, and when he was cleaned up, he still couldn't sleep on the wooden bed.

It was so sudden that he was not mentally prepared, even if he was busy all day, he did not let him accept the reality. The only good thing was that the wound on his head was healed.

There is a fire, and the light can barely see Maria beside her, and at this moment, the little girl is sleeping sweetly on Zhao Lun's body.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Lun was awakened and found that the fire was about to be extinguished, and the cold wind blew in, and Maria was a little cold, and went straight into his arms. I got up and added firewood once, added a little water to the pot by the way, and lay down again, but I couldn't sleep at all.

The wind howled outside, like the murmur of the undead. Undead? You can encounter it when you cross over, and it's not strange to see the undead or something. The cranky Zhao Lun felt that his bones were oozing, and thinking of this made him feel a bad feeling.

Zhao Lun couldn't help it, and glanced outside through the flames and the holes in the broken wooden door.

The darkness of the night, like an endless abyss, the darkness has no end, and the longer you look at it, the more you feel that there is something terrible in the darkness.

After watching it for a few seconds, Zhao Lun felt that the hairs on his body were trembling, and his skin was pimple, and he didn't dare to look at it. However, when he wanted to see something, he didn't see anything, he didn't want to see it, but he really saw something.

Faint blue fluorescent things floated beyond the house.

Zhao Lun's eyes bulged out, staring at the outside tightly, his heart pounding, much faster than usual.

That thing, some human form, floated in the air, and the light on its body was cold and blue, like a candle in the wind, flickering and extinguishing, and it could be extinguished at any time. It looked at the fire and thought about it, as if it couldn't stop coming because of scruples, and just wandered outside.

Humanoid ghosts? Or a ghost? Zhao Lun didn't dare to make a sound, just watched, and looked secretly.

It approached, and Zhao Lun saw it more clearly. It was wet and looked like a scruffy, blind-eyed, mentally disturbed middle-aged uncle, muttering to himself.

"It's House!?" Zhao Lun recognized it.

Could it be the ghost of the drowned man?! Looking at this thing, it seemed somewhat familiar, and he really missed someone he knew in his memory, but this person had disappeared for a long time and was about to be forgotten.