Chapter 5 This Home Is Guarded by Me (Qixi Festival is coming!) )

In the bedroom, Huang Wen and Zhang Wensong took a sunny bath for Zhang Lan.

Zhang Wensong's little eyes were full of curiosity and asked, "Mom, you, Dad's skin is whiter than white face!" ”

Huang Wen looked at Zhang Lan's wheat-colored skin, revealing a hint of surprise and relief inexplicable excitement, she glanced at Zhang Wensong, and said happily: "Son, your father is about to wake up, you know?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Wensong nodded approvingly, "But, Mom, when did Dad open his eyes and see us?" ”

Huang Wen's expression froze, looked at the calm Zhang Lan, and shook her head: "Mom doesn't know either." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Wensong glared and asked, "But, Mom, didn't you say that Dad's illness has been cured, why is Dad unwilling to open his eyes and look at us?" ”

Huang Wen hugged Zhang Wensong, with tears in her eyes, she looked at Zhang Lan who was sleeping like a normal person, and said bitterly: "Mom doesn't know, perhaps, your dad thinks Mom is nagging endlessly." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Wensong looked up at his mother and said, "Mom, does Dad think I'm too naughty, I often tease him when he works, but I just hope that Dad can talk to me more and play with me for a while......"

Huang Wen kissed Zhang Wensong's forehead and comforted: "No, your father is not angry, he is just a little unsuccessful at work." You see, a week ago, your father was a charred black mummy, isn't he white and tender now? Rest assured, your dad is dreaming and dreaming of you. ”

"Really?" Zhang Wensong looked at Zhang Lan, looked at his sleeping father, he smiled, "Dad is so good, he can dream of me in his dreams, and my parents love me very much." ”

"Yes, Mom and Dad love you!" Huang Wen glanced at Zhang Lan, stood up, looked at Zhang Wensong, and said with a smile, "Song'er, take care of your father, I'll go and make you something to eat." ”

"Uh-huh!" Zhang Wensong nodded.

"That's good~!" Huang Wen touched her son's little head, turned around and walked out of the bedroom, and walked into the kitchen.

"Bang~!"

"Smack~!"

"Hmph, old thing, hand it over obediently, how good, just fucking bitch, phew!"

"Nope! That's the only rice in our family, leave some for us, okay, please! ”

"Knock Knock ......"

"Bang~!"

"Get out, old thing, go die!"

"Puff~!"

"Ah, murder! Killed, killed......"

"Bastard, what are you doing in a daze, kill her!"

"Oooh oh ......"

"Bang~!"

"Bastard, that's your aunt, you actually killed him, you bastard! I'm fighting with you! ”

"Puff~!"

"Idiot~!"

"Boss, what should we do now, all the villagers have been killed by us, and there is no food here!"

"Yes, boss, a lot of food has been collected, enough for our brother Eighteen Arhats to eat for several months!"

"Boss, what about those women?"

"Hehe, boss, I've been played badly, kill them, it's a waste of food to keep them!"

"Boss, why don't you kill those old ones and leave those tender ones behind?"

"Alright, that's it!"

"Okay!"

"Oh, don't!"

"Don't kill us ......"

“……”

"Boss, it's over!"

"Let's go, this shitty place, there is no one left, only some ghost stuff left, these damn stinky rats, it's disgusting!"

"Boom ......"

Gradually, there was no sound.

Huang Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I locked the door outside, thinking that we went to the hospital and were not at home; Luckily, we only buy one day's food a day, and they think we have no food at home! That's right, all the wheat in our house is gone! ”

Huang Wen shook her head, carefully cooking some simple food, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

Huang Wen didn't know that after she walked out of the bedroom, Zhang Wensong's little guy lay directly on her father's chest and fell asleep.

"Buzz~!"

Suddenly, Zhang Lan opened his eyes, revealing a hint of dazedness and surprise, and muttered, "I'm still alive?" ”

Feeling something pressing on his body, Zhang Lan turned his head to look, good guy, his baby son was sleeping with snorting and snorting, which made Zhang Lan cry and laugh a little: "This kid." ”

Turning his head to look out the window, Zhang Lan glared, and said secretly: "I'm happy, what's the situation, how is there a large rolling black fog in the sky, what happened?" ”

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, Zhang Lan withdrew his gaze and looked at Zhang Wensong, he smiled, stroked his son's little head with his hand, and said secretly: "Song'er, Dad is reluctant to leave you, I want to live, I want to protect you!" ”

Zhang Lan reluctantly closed his eyes, and as soon as the scene mode was switched, Zhang Lan came to a golden space, he was an illusory person, looking at the golden wheat seeds the size of his thumb nail, and showed an excited smile: "Maizu? I got so much wheat in exchange for a super wheat seed? ”

"However, it doesn't matter, looking at the apocalyptic sky outside, it's a good thing that there are no thirty acres of wheat, not to mention, they haven't disappeared completely, their essence has condensed into a super wheat seed - Maizu!"

"Maizu, he is full of life; However, he is not a wheat seed, he is a crystallization of vitality, a source of strength! And there was a hint of warm air flowing through my body—turquoise! Zhang Lan could see that trace of turquoise air flowing through his whole body along with his respiratory system, which was very incredible, "God, what is the situation, a fantasy world, or a world of cultivating immortals, or a world of doomsday?" ”

He has a superpower - Mai Zu full of vitality, and there is a turquoise air flow full of vitality in his body, all of which makes Zhang Lan have a dreamy feeling, as if all this is not so real: "However, Mai Zu exists, and the legendary aura also exists, at least the turquoise air flow is a wood-attribute aura-full of vitality, well, so let's have to have a name, just call it-vitality!" Yes, Vitality, a very cheesy name, but it is my reborn parents! ”

Zhang Lan glanced at the circulating vitality, and then looked at Mai Zu, this guy is the source of vitality, he is the source of his own strength, he is the essence crystallization of his thirty acres of wheat, no, I'm afraid it is more than that, it should be the vitality crystallization of all creatures in the thirty acres of wheat field, but it is just presented in the form of wheat.

"Well, Maizu, life force?" Zhang Lan showed a hint of excited smile, "If the end really comes, with 'Maizu' and vitality, our family can live, as long as there is a breath of air, we will live!" ”

"Treading ......"

Suddenly, a series of heavy footsteps came, Zhang Lan smelled a familiar smell, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the visitor, and said softly: "Wife, you finally came to feed me!" ”

"Ah~!"

"Bang dang~!"

The hot milk was gone, Huang Wen pounced directly, hugged Zhang Lan, and cried: "You guy, you are finally willing to wake up, really, big badass, big bastard......"

"Babble...... Ahhhhh......h Zhang Wensong opened his eyes with some pain, and saw his mother at a glance, and: "Ah, Dad, you finally woke up, you dreamed of me, right?" ”

Zhang Lan stretched out his left hand and stroked Zhang Wensong, and said with a smile: "Yes, Dad dreamed of it, dreamed of Mom, dreamed of grandparents, dreamed of Grandparents, dreamed of your uncle and second uncle, and Dad dreamed of many people!" ”

"Hmm!" Zhang Wensong hugged Zhang Lan...... Crying.

Zhang Lan hugged his wife in his right hand and comforted: "Wen'er, I'm fine, thank you for your hard work!" ”

Huang Wen shook her head, cried and smiled: "It's okay, it's not hard!" Oh, by the way, you're hungry, I'll get you something to eat. While speaking, Huang Wen was about to get up, but found that she was hugged tightly by Zhang Lan, she almost couldn't breathe, she felt her lover's sincere worry and fear, she happily hugged Zhang Lan, and slowly fell asleep.

Zhang Wensong made a fuss for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Seeing this, the tears in Zhang Lan's eyes had drowned his face, he sat up gently, hugged his son aside, and then got up, picked up the half-kneeling knotted wife, and carried her to the bed, he said gently: "Wen'er, Song'er, from now on, this home will be guarded by me!" ”