Chapter Seventy-One: Future Planning



Out of the camp, Zhuang Yichen hugged Maomao and came to the open land not far from the camp. He spread a sleeping bag on the ground, put Mao Mao on it, took out a blanket to cover it, and then took out a shovel and began to dig a hole. No matter what, you must be buried in the ground.

The loess here is very loose, and a few shovels can dig down a large area. Soon Zhuang Yichen dug a deep hole. Ben Ben has been quietly lying next to Mao Mao's corpse, after digging the pit, Zhuang Yichen put Mao Mao into a sleeping bag, and then gently put it in the dug pit, silently filling it in.

Zhuang Yichen's action of filling the soil was very light and slow, so it didn't take long to dig the pit, but after filling the soil, the sun in the east had already appeared with a small half of his face. In the open field, there was a small grave bag, in front of which stood a man, and a large white dog lay on the side. The rising sun stretches the shadow of all this for a long, long time.

Time passed little by little, the sun rose higher and higher, and their shadows became shorter and shorter. The sky is full of golden morning glow, vigorous and magnificent.

Soon, Lao Wang, Zheng Xiaoyu, Zheng Xiaowen, Liang He, Chen Tianjie, and Han Yu all rushed over. Clumsy gently rubbed his head twice on the newly raised graves, and then stood up. Zhuang Yichen stood up and glanced at it, then lowered his head and said. "Are you leaving?"

The big white dog whined softly. Zhuang Yichen slowly walked in front of it, then squatted down and looked into his eyes and said.

"No one will be your master, let's fight side by side, I'm your partner, can you stay together?"

The big white dog lowered his head, gently leaned over and licked Zhuang Yichen's side face, and then walked into the distance without looking back. Zheng Xiaowen wanted to say something, but seeing that Zhuang Yichen's face was really not good, she opened her mouth but still didn't speak. The group just stood there and watched it leave.

The golden sunlight gently hit his pure white and silky hair, rendering its departing figure a different kind of tragedy.

Zhuang Yichen suddenly thought of the desolate dusk when he first saw it, and that day its figure was moving forward in the blood-like sun, surrounded by a desolate and distant twilight, unable to see the road ahead, nor the road when it came.

Back at the camp, Zhuang Yichen didn't want to do anything. He didn't even eat breakfast, so he fell asleep. Then there are all kinds of bizarre dreams, all kinds of distorted figures and faces that can't see their facial features no matter how hard they try. Zhuang Yichen felt like he had slept for a long, long time, to the point where it seemed that he would never wake up again, but when he opened his eyes with great difficulty, the time had just passed noon.

There was a lot of chatter in the living room outside the room, Zhuang Yichen rubbed his temples, opened the door and walked out.

In the living room, Lao Wang, Niu Niu, Zheng Xiaowen, Zheng Xiaoyu and Liang He were all there. They were sitting around the living room, with a row of cut watermelons on the coffee table.

"Oh, you're awake, come on, just in time, this good thing, hurry up and taste it!" Lao Wang saw Zhuang Yichen coming, and hurriedly greeted warmly. As soon as Zhuang Yichen opened the door, the unique alluring fragrance of watermelon lifted his spirits. In the last days, it is a little unbelievable that there can be such enjoyment! At that moment, Zhuang Yichen unceremoniously rolled up his sleeves, took a piece of melon, and gnawed it in a big gulp. "Hmm~! It's still chilled! ”

"Nonsense, it's not icy how can it survive until now. Here are a few of them from the cold storage, and there are so many of them, but after eating them, they are gone. Lao Wang opened his mouth and continued.

"Okay, you guys, it's too much to steal good food behind my back!" Zhuang Yichen scolded with a vague smile on his lips while gnawing on the melon.

Lao Wang laughed and said, "Didn't we see you asleep!" Besides, even if you don't come, we'll definitely leave it for you! ”

"Huh!? With your shameless nature, that's not necessarily! ”

Everyone laughed in unison, and Lao Wang shouted that this watermelon was eaten by Zhuang Yichen for nothing. Everyone laughed and rushed to divide the rest, and even Chen Tianjie, who has always had a cold face, grabbed a few pieces with everyone. After a common battle, everyone's relationship quickly became familiar.

After everyone finished eating the watermelon, the cold feeling rushed through the stomach. Zhuang Yichen's chaotic brain finally sobered up a little, he touched the corner of his mouth casually with his hand, and then said with a straight face: "Lao Wang, how are things in the camp now." ”

Lao Wang took the napkin handed over by Zheng Xiaoyu and wiped his mouth slowly, and after hearing Zhuang Yichen's words, he thought for a while and spoke.

"The situation in the camp has been completely controlled, and the key is the resettlement of those who survive. We must not be able to engage in Liu Jun's routine, otherwise it will be meaningless for us to go to great lengths to take this and the camp. ”

Zhuang Yichen nodded approvingly, that's right. If you just want to live comfortably, the strength of these people who are already sitting can't go comfortably and chic. It's just that this apocalyptic crisis has just begun now, and if you don't take advantage of the short respite that this monster has not yet become strong to develop yourself, it won't be long before everyone is finished together.

Lao Wang continued: "I have several ideas now, one is to restore the freedom of all the survivors in the camp, but also not to raise idlers. Liu Jun's previous method of cultivating fields in the camp is still good, although there is no shortage of food now, but in the long run, the camp still has its own production capacity, and we will continue to do so. It's just that it has to be turned into a form of recruiting volunteers, and for ordinary survivors, if you come to work, you will be given food, and if you don't work, you will have no food. ”

Zhuang Yichen nodded frequently when he heard this, this set of measures did not seem to have changed much from before, but it could give every ordinary person enough respect and mobilize the enthusiasm of ordinary survivors, so that the efficiency of labor and the sense of identity with the camp were definitely much stronger than before. The former is forced to work, and the latter is voluntary. The comparison between before and after is better and which is inferior, you can know at a glance.

"The second is to make a distinction between the survivors, the previous method of simply picking out the young and strong laborers to be guards, and the rest to do hard labor is definitely not possible. I'm going to register all the previous occupations of these survivors, pick out the doctors and nurses inside, and build a small health center. Then single out the elderly and children separately and give them more preferential treatment. Let them do some light physical work, and take care of them more when food is distributed. ”

"I also want to see if there are any teachers here, and in the future, I will spend a few hours a day teaching those children to read and do simple arithmetic. We don't have the conditions or need to teach anything else now, but we still have to recognize the words. ”