This is apocalyptic

Chapter 260 259: I have been very happy in these years

Bai Xiao patted the falling snow on his shoulders and asked, "How many have you counted today?"

"I can count to two hundred."

It is not easy for Lin Duoduo to teach the child to count. He always gets confused while counting and is not smart at all.

"You can teach her to read, and then watch Journey to the West together."

"It's better to just lie down in bed and take a nap."

Just counting numbers is so difficult. Lin Duoduo couldn't imagine how long it would take to teach the child to recognize words. He might not be able to recognize a few words even after the whole winter.

"Once she learns to read, she can start a new life," said the zombie.

Lin Duoduo just smiled and said nothing. In the bitterly cold winter, one must find something to do. Now is different from previous years. In previous years, there was still hope, but now when she has free time, she always thinks about all sorts of random things.

Ge Xia is still the best. She can't count or read, but this is the ideal shelter for the child. Until now, the child still thinks it will last forever.

"Did Tang Monk really obtain the true scriptures?"

"He got it in the story, but in reality he died and didn't become a Buddha."

Bai Xiao sat on the sofa, which sank a little. He turned his head and saw Lin Duoduo picking up the wool and knitting again.

"what is this?"

"I'll make you an earmuff and put it on your ears. It's simple and can be done in a few days." Lin Duoduo said while gesturing, "Then make you a face mask."

"What's the mask for?"

"Put it on myself. I want to turn into a zombie. You don't have to put a ball gag on me. Put this mask on me. My face won't be cold anymore, and I won't bite you."

"I wouldn't be bitten by zombies."

"..."

Lin Duoduo was stunned for a moment, looking silly, then nodded: "Yeah... but I'm a fresh zombie and very fierce, unlike those skinny scavengers, it's safer."

"Well, that makes sense."

Bai Xiao admitted that she had thought it through carefully. If she turned into a zombie with her current appearance, she would definitely be the most ferocious one, even more ferocious than when he was infected. Maybe she could even regain the glory of a zombie.

This is very rare. As far as we can see, except for the high-level officials and armed forces in the safe zone, whether it is the two people encountered outside the safe zone or the people in the ruins, the skinny zombies are just like that, which are very different from the zombies described by the survivors twenty years ago.

"Why don't we make a mouth cage and put it on you, the kind that is connected to your ears, so your ears won't be cold." Bai Xiao gave her an idea.

"You'll look cold if you do that." Lin Duoduo looked at him like a fool.

Bai Xiao thought about it and suddenly had an idea. He went to find a tattered cotton hat, the kind that bank robbers would wear, which covered everything except the mouth and eyes.

"Just sew up the mouth, leaving only the eyes exposed, and then you can wear it." The zombie held up the hat and demonstrated to her.

Lin Duoduo was so happy, "Why didn't I think of it before?"

But it was too ugly. Lin Duoduo refused the thought of turning into a zombie and dressing up like this.

"You used to put braces on my teeth."

The zombies despised this human.

Seeing the human lying on the sofa and knitting a sweater seriously, the zombie lowered his head and kissed her leg.

The human scent is still so fragrant.

The end of zombies and humans may be here.

I won’t be able to taste it anymore.

Her legs felt itchy, so Lin Duoduo smiled and dodged for a while, then she stood up and measured the wool on his head, then lay down again.

“Are there many people alive out there?”

"I didn't see it. He must be hiding, just like you guys."

"Mmm...it's so itchy, stop licking!"

She curled up on the sofa and knitted, while the zombies licked her legs on the other side. The relationship between humans and zombies was originally that of food.

She has always been the number one reserve food.

Lin Duoduo kept laughing, but after a while she became quiet and squinted her eyes as she sorted the wool.

"Wet?" he asked.

Lin Duoduo threw a pillow at him with great force.

The cushions on the sofa were soft, as if they were a couple playing around before a disaster.

It was snowing harder and harder outside.

I cooked a big pot of noodles in the evening, mixed it with canned juice and chili sauce, drank the steaming hot soup, and looked at the snowflakes outside the window.

The next day, the zombie went downstairs to roll snowballs, and the two humans watched him running around in the neighborhood by the window.

"Come together!" the zombies called them.

Lin Duoduo despised the zombie's childishness, then went downstairs, made a snowball and threw it on his back.

The zombie chased her with a snowball as big as a washbasin.

Ge Xia was huddled in the corridor wrapped in a cotton coat. Looking at the two figures, one big and one small, she smiled.

Her memories of snow over the years were only of hunger and cold, and equally hungry monsters looking for food everywhere. The white sky and earth were an indelible fear for many survivors.

It was snowing, but it wasn't as cold as before. Lin Duoduo ran for a long time and sweated a little. She and the zombies rolled out a huge snowball, then carefully wrapped it with cloth, dragged it upstairs, and threw it into the empty water tank.

Seeing that they were working, Ge Xia also went downstairs to roll a snowball. However, rolling a snowball was a technical job and it fell apart no matter how hard she tried, as it wouldn't get rolling. She had no choice but to take a small shovel, carry the bucket, and shovel the snow everywhere, then carry it upstairs.

When she had almost finished shoveling, she used the big broom that the zombies had made before, which was just a bundle of bamboo branches tied together. It was very simple, and she swept the snow downstairs into a pile, which she piled over to the vegetable patch.

Because the zombies said that when the snow melts, the vegetables grown next year will be more fertile, which is called "auspicious snow heralds a good harvest."

It was strange, but after the zombie said this, she was not so disgusted with snow anymore, and started to like it a little.

After all, how could such a big monster lie?

He doesn’t even eat people... That’s not right, he still eats a bite of Lin Duoduo occasionally.

Looking at the snow on the vegetable field, Ge Xia deliberately did not sweep it. He could only hope that winter would pass quickly so that the crops would be more lush next year.

"Come on up, why are you staying down there when it's so cold?"

The human shouted from the upstairs window.

"coming!"

She responded.

When I returned to the house, it became warm and there was no cold wind. The physical sensation changed a lot.

Picking at the chilblains on his hands, Ge Xia listened in the kitchen as the zombies talked to humans about what happened before the disaster. He was a little fascinated.

Now it all seems very similar to what the older survivors told us about in the past.

She couldn't help but ask: "If we live in a pre-disaster house, eat pre-disaster food, and live in a pre-disaster place, does that mean we are back to the time before the disaster?"

"There's no going back." said the zombie.

Now all of this is just a crude imitation. Let the barbarians who grew up after the disaster experience things that they have only heard of but never seen, so that they will have fewer regrets.

"I feel like I'm back home." Lin Duoduo said seriously.

"Me too!" Ge Xia's eyes sparkled.

The barbarians who grew up after the two disasters listened to the monsters talk about what happened in the past.

It’s late, I ate too much melon…

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(End of this chapter)