Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

"Xia Xia, Xia Xia..."

Song Xia's consciousness was blurred, and she always felt as if someone was calling her.

But it’s so annoying!There is an urge to tear something apart.

"Xia Xia..." Xiao Ling was still trying to wake her up. He was a little worried. After all, this had never happened before. He didn't know if Xia Xia could survive it.

"Roar!" Song Xia roared uncontrollably. When she found that she was tied up, she became even more angry.

Song Ziqing, who had been watching by the side, was frightened, but she walked over bravely: "Mother Song, Ziqing is here. Ziqing has always been a good boy. The eldest brother went out to search for supplies, and the second sister took the The third brother and the fourth sister chopped the furniture into firewood, the fifth brother kept talking, and the sixth brother went to boil water for you."

Xiao Ziqing was talking to Song Xia, as if she had endless things to say.

"Mother Song, when will you wake up? We can all take care of ourselves. Everyone is well behaved. We are not injured, and we have not let outsiders in."

"Roar!" When Song Xia heard the voice, she felt even more annoyed. She struggled desperately, and strange impulses controlled her, making her unable to think.

"Mother Song, your face is a little dirty. Can Ziqing go get a towel and wipe your face?"

What Xiao Ziqing didn't know was that Song Xia's face was not dirty, but because of zombie toxins on her brain. The gray color meant that she was about to completely turn into a zombie.

Also returning to the room with Xiao Ziqing was Song Zian. One was six years old and the other was five and a half. In an ordinary family, they would still be at an age where they didn’t understand anything and had to be done by their parents, but they already knew how to take care of others. .

The water was hot water that Song Zian had just heated. The temperature was just right. They wet the towels. You hold this end, I hold the other end, and then wring it out hard, and the little face turned red from exhaustion.

But no one complained that they were tired. They wiped Song Xia's face first, obediently avoiding Song Xia's sharp teeth that opened her mouth, and then her neck, hands, and any exposed skin were not spared.

Song Ziqing was a little distressed: "It seems like it's still not wiped clean. What should I do?"

Song Zian thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because we wiped it less. From now on, we will wipe Mother Song's face twice, not three times every day."

"Well, I still need to brush my teeth. Mom's new teeth don't look good either. It must be because we haven't brushed Mom Song's teeth in the past few days."

The two little ones discussed how to take care of Song Xia and kept muttering. In the end, Song Xia was tired from shouting.

Song Ziqing said happily: "I must have guessed correctly, that's why Mother Song didn't scream again."

Song Ziqi came in and heard laughter and came in to see the two of them. When she looked up, she found that Song's mother was awake, but her eyes had turned gray. For some reason, she saw frustration on Song's face.

She shook off the unrealistic thoughts and hurriedly asked her two younger siblings: "Have you ever been touched by Mother Song's teeth or nails?"

"No, we are very careful." Song Ziqing and Song Zian stretched out their white and tender hands to show Song Ziqi, "Second sister, when will Mother Song get completely better?"

Song Ziqi knew that there was a high probability that Mother Song would not wake up, but in this desperate apocalypse, she thought she should give them some hope: "Sister, I don't know, but as long as we take good care of her, Mother Song will definitely get well one day." .”

Song Ziqing patted Song Xia's arm: "Mother Song, you have to lie down and treat your illness. Ziqing will take good care of you every day."

Song Ziqi's eyes instantly turned red and her nose was sore when she heard her sister's Nuo Nuo voice. In order not to let her two younger brothers and sisters find out, she turned her head away with sadness.Why did God do this to Mother Song?Mother Song is really the best person in the world. The seven of them were abandoned since childhood. If not for Mother Song, they might not be alive today.

But such a good mother Song, why can't she have a good result?

Before the end of the world, she and her eldest brother discussed that when they were 16 years old, they could work part-time jobs in their spare time to share the burden on Song's mother's shoulders, and fulfill Song's mother's wish to install prosthetic limbs for Zi Yang and treat Zian's heart disease.

However, no one expected that the accident would come so suddenly. Even basic food became a problem. Most of the humans on the street turned into zombies. Some of the survivors also turned into demons in order to continue to live. figure.

They were lucky. After all, no one was infected. The eldest brother also had the power of lightning. When the eldest brother's power became stronger, they could stay here for a while.

But God likes to play tricks on them. Mother Song, who has always been omnipotent, was infected by zombies and no longer recognized them.

"Zi'an, Ziqing, you stay here with Mama Song. If you need anything, just call the second sister, you know?"

"Well, second sister, we will be obedient and not let Mother Song bite or catch us."

After that, out of boredom, the two chatted with Song Xia again. After talking about their current situation, they began to recite poems and tell stories. In short, they never stopped talking.

After a while, Song Zile, who suffers from autism, came in. He stood next to Song Xia for a while, then pursed his lips and brought his Lego, put together a pattern, and showed it to Song Xia. Seeing that Song Xia didn't respond, he changed it to Another look.

They would never be able to afford this Lego before the end of the world, but the first time they went out to search for supplies, Song Xia saw it and brought it back to Song Zile.

Song Zile is indeed very talented, causing Song Ziqing and Song Zian to shout excitedly.

Song Xia only felt that she was about to be disturbed to death, while the system spirit was very excited. Although he was not awake yet, he was more conscious than before. If he persisted like this, he would eventually wake up completely.

It's not possible to stay awake. With so many children, Song Ziming cannot survive alone. The weather in the future will be even more extreme, and those who survive will do even more inhumane things in order to continue to survive.

The days are always very short in winter. In order to save food, Song Ziqi only cooks two meals a day. The steamed buns she eats in the morning must be supplemented with some nutrients for her brothers and sisters in the evening.

She took out the frozen meat and cut the pieces very thinly. She also wanted to give more to her younger brothers and sisters, but the more they ate, the longer the eldest brother would be outside and the more danger he would have.

I didn't want to fry the cut meat, so I put a large pot of water and sauce to stew it together, then cut some potatoes and vermicelli and put them in it.

There were not many vegetables left at home, and she had to wait for her eldest brother to eat the last two cabbages and radishes when he came back.

She hoped that spring would come soon, otherwise she would be afraid that her younger brothers and sisters would be malnourished if there were no vegetables.

The rice was cooked quickly, but Song Ziyang arrived a little late.

"What did you just do? Don't let anyone find out."

"I went outside and set up a few traps. I saw animal footprints nearby. I hope I can harvest something. Even if I can't catch the animals, I can prevent bad guys from coming in."

Song Ziqi nodded. Song Ziyang always felt inferior because he was missing an arm, and was always afraid of causing trouble to everyone, so it would be a good idea for him to find something to do.