This is apocalyptic

Chapter 66: Ox
The uncle holding the fork is named Yu Ming. Actually, he is not an uncle, or rather, he does not admit that he is an uncle.

He lived in a village not far away. He had come over to take a look after seeing the smoke. When he saw the young man Bai Xiao, he chatted with him for a few words. Since he had come here anyway, he started fishing by the river with the fork in his hand.

"You've met many young men like me?"

"There aren't that many young people, they're all old guys. I've only encountered one in the past two years... Damn, I've also been called uncle."

This man in his forties was rubbing his head and speaking in a very polite manner, looking very unhappy.

"How can I be an uncle? I'm also very young!"

He kept mumbling, and his personality and mentality were completely different from Aunt Qian's.

This was the first time Bai Xiao saw people living on this land other than Lin Duoduo and Aunt Qian. Perhaps because of preconceived notions, he thought that most of the "survivors" who had lived from before the disaster to the present would be silent and depressed like Aunt Qian.

"Call me brother." said the uncle.

Bai Xiao's mouth twitched and he looked at the uncle through his sunglasses.

"I thought there were no young people in Linchuan. Your family is awesome." Yu Ming's words were meant to be a compliment, but they sounded wrong. "You... Hey, hush!"

He suddenly fell silent, raised the harpoon, stared at the water surface intently, and then the next moment, he swung the fork out!

It entered the water with a thump, and when it was pulled up, a fish was already pierced on the four-tined fork.

Bai Xiao watched silently, this unique skill was really amazing.

"Alas, I didn't catch a big one, but I caught a small one." He took the fish down and glanced at Bai Xiao. Bai Xiao saw that he seemed to be preparing to throw the fish over.

"Call me Brother Yu." said the uncle.

"..." Bai Xiao looked at his serious expression and said, "Brother Yu."

"I said I'm not old, how old do you think I look?"

"About thirty."

"You boy!"

Yu Ming was happy, laughing so hard that the wrinkles on his face were visible.

"What do you mean there are no young people in Linchuan?" Bai Xiao asked.

"Did you see anyone?" Yu Ming looked at his bicycle. "There's no one in this area anymore. There's not even a settlement. Someone like you has to go somewhere else."

"What do you mean by this?" Bai Xiao asked.

"Young people like you." Yu Ming said, "Apart from the old guys, there are only young people."

Bai Xiao felt that the young people he mentioned seemed to have a kind of... other meaning, as if people were roughly divided into two categories, one is the old guys and the other is the young people.

- In other words, one group of people have experienced disasters; the other group of young people, who are of the same age as himself and grew up after the disaster. In Yu Ming's eyes, the two are completely different.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but from the beginning until now, Bai Xiao felt a kind of kindness towards young people from Yu Ming.

"Do you know where the settlement is?" Bai Xiao asked casually.

"The nearest one... seems to be in Chenjiabao." Yu Ming said, looking at him, "Aren't you planning to go there?"

"Let's take a look first." Bai Xiao said.

"You are really reckless. You run around without a target. Even though the zombies are old, you shouldn't look down on them so much..."

Yu Ming's voice gradually lowered, and he suddenly sighed and said, "Yes, it doesn't matter in this broken place... There is always hope."

He saw the opportunity and threw the harpoon into the river again. This time he missed the target. He took the harpoon back and saw that Bai Xiao didn't pick up the fish. He was a little surprised: "Why, are you allergic to fish? Don't you want to eat food given out of pity?"

"I'm not used to it." Bai Xiao said helplessly.

"Have you ever met a bad guy? Are you afraid that I will poison you? It's not like you didn't see me poking you just now." Yu Ming didn't look angry, he just continued to do what he wanted.

"It's okay, I just haven't seen anyone for a long time, so I talk a little too much." He stared at the river, paused and said, "I haven't seen young people for a long time, and I'm worried about the old man."

"Oh?"

"Young man, when you go out, be wary of those old guys who survived the disaster... Oh, me too, that's okay." Yu Ming said.

Bai Xiao laughed for a moment, put leaves on his hands, picked up the iron box and ate the cooked elm seeds inside.

"You know Chenjiabao, why don't you go there?" Bai Xiao asked.

"Good question! Why should I go?" As Yu Ming spoke, he suddenly threw the harpoon out again. This time he hit a big fish that was still struggling in the water.

The chill of early spring is still lingering and the river water is still a little cold.

After pulling the fish up, he put away the harpoon with satisfaction and said, "Come on, Brother Yu will treat you to fish."

Faced with the uncle's invitation, Bai Xiao hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? Can I fuck you?" Yu Ming was packing his things.

“I’m really scared.”

There were no old zombies wandering around in the village where Yu Ming lived, and it didn't look like anyone was living there. But when you entered the yard, you found that he had connected a row of houses. There was even a basketball hoop in the yard. I wondered where he had brought it from.

There is a big shed in the yard, almost as big as the yard. Perhaps it should not be called a shed. It is surrounded on three sides. Under the shed there is a stove, a pot, a recliner, a bookshelf, and many books on it.

A row of figures are neatly placed in the middle of the bookshelf, including various small figures.

Bai Xiao was stunned. If Lin Duoduo's place was a slum, then this place was a villa, and it even had an entertainment and leisure room.

"Never seen it before?" Yu Ming put the fish into a basin, washed it, and sat in front of the stove to light the fire.

He also admired this young man who dared to travel all the way from Linchuan City alone with a bag and a knife. Now there are not only zombies in the wild, but also mad beasts.

“…Tasteful.”

"You understand?" Yu Ming was a little surprised that this young man actually knew how to appreciate this thing.

"It's very..." Bai Xiao couldn't find the words for a moment.

He began to recall why Lin Duoduo lived a different life, and when he thought of Aunt Qian's reclusive life, he felt relieved.

There is no distinction between high and low in life. Lin Duoduo lives a pretty good life. She rides a tricycle to pick up trash and drinks sugar water. But her spiritual world is no match for those who lived before the disaster.

Yu Ming is one extreme and Aunt Qian is another extreme.

"Awesome." Bai Xiao said.

"Hahahahaha!"

The uncle was happy. These were the things he had saved from scavenging over the years, and some were things he had bought before the disaster. They were all very old, but they were the motivation that kept him alive.

Although it cannot be eaten or used, he still likes it very much.

"I've seen these when I was scavenging, but I didn't take any. I thought they were useless." Bai Xiao suddenly said.

"They are indeed useless. They cannot be eaten, used or drunk." Yu Ming said.

"But it is obviously very useful to you." Bai Xiao visited the uncle's collection.

There are assistants, Madoka, Miku, and many other characters whose names I cannot mention.

This uncle is not lonely nor isolated, he has turned the cage into his life.

(End of this chapter)