Although it was just a simple meal of white rice and pickled mustard, due to the happy mood and the tiredness of the journey, Lao Zhao and the three of them enjoyed the meal.
After the meal, Wang Qiang rarely asked him to be responsible for washing the dishes, which naturally made no sense to Tang Xiaoquan. Lao Zhao also enjoyed his leisure and could take this opportunity to smoke a cigarette and enjoy the feeling of living like a god after the meal.
After Wang Qiang finished it, everyone rested for a while and then started messing with the furnishings in the room.
First, they moved the big wooden table in the living room to the first room they entered, put it together with the cabinets, and put it in front of the broken glass window.
Although this does not provide much protection, it will ultimately give people a kind of psychological comfort, especially in this strange environment. People are always used to finding a relatively airtight building and staying in it. This is the only way to Makes people feel safe.
Of course, Lao Zhao and the others are not that timid, but in any case, it is better than nothing, not to mention that it does not cost them much effort. What is more important is that the temperature drops very sharply in the early winter night. This simple How much shade can be used to resist the cold wind.
After settling the matter, the three of them didn't stop. They quickly returned to the bedroom and worked together to move out the double wooden bed. None of them wanted to sleep in such a blood-stained massacre scene.
The study room just now had a broken window, so no one planned to use it as their place to stay tonight.
So currently there is only the living room left for the three of them to rest.
The three people placed the wooden bed next to the wall behind the window, then pulled off the dusty and blood-stained sheets on it. Finally, they opened the packages they brought with the car and put the sleeping bags and brand-new bedding on the double bed.
Tang Xiaoquan picked up the sheets that were thrown on the ground and put them on the large wooden table that he had just built to block the windows, thus increasing the effectiveness of keeping out the cold.
Returning to the living room, before Tang Xiaoquan could lift the curtain and enter the room, he heard Wang Qiang shouting in his wailing voice: "Old Zhao, stop joking, this is absolutely not okay."
"I'm going to die, Qiangzi, why are you howling at night? You think the zombies outside are not noisy enough!"
"You know what the heck, Lao Zhao said he would keep vigil tonight and asked me to convince you to agree."
It turned out that Old Zhao saw that the wooden bed was only big enough for two people to sleep, and since he was new here and there were zombies surrounding him outside, he felt that someone had to keep watch at night, which was relatively safer.
But considering that if he proposed to take charge of this matter, it would inevitably arouse the opposition of brothers Tang and Wang, so he took advantage of Tang Xiaoquan's departure to plan to persuade Wang Qiang, who was relatively weak-minded, to join him. Son.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, Wang Qiang jumped up.
Tang Xiaoquan understood the whole story and knew that he had wrongly blamed Wang Qiang, but he still reminded him: "Oh, that's it. What you did was wrong, Lao Zhao. You have been driving hard all day, and you can't do anything else." Let you keep vigil. Also, Qiangzi, it was my fault just now. I yelled at you loudly before I understood the situation. Don't take it personally. But I still hope you speak in a lower voice, otherwise none of us will be able to sleep well tonight. "
Tang Xiaoquan apologized so humbly, and Wang Qiang couldn't say anything else. He responded very understandingly: "Well, I was indeed a little excited just now. I will pay attention to it, but back to the topic, Lao Zhao, it is absolutely impossible tonight. Let you keep watch all night, and I will do the job."
"No, listen to me. At my age, my sleep quality is not high. Instead of listening to the howls of the beasts and ghosts outside at night, I would rather sit and stay vigil and feel more comfortable." Old Zhao tried his best to argue, but how could Tang Xiaoquan listen? Enter his remarks:
"Old Zhao, neither Qiangzi nor I know how to drive, so I don't want to be driven by a sleep-deprived person like you tomorrow!"
"That's right, Lao Zhao, if you don't want to harm us, just let me sleep honestly!" Wang Qiang seized the opportunity to echo.
Under the joint "siege" of the two of them, Lao Zhao had no choice but to agree.
After taking care of Lao Zhao, Tang Xiaoquan pointed the finger at Wang Qiang again. He continued: "Qiangzi, you should go to bed early at night. You will have to take on the important task of killing the zombies outside tomorrow morning. Leave the night watch to me. I also use the evening to clear my mind and think about what to do next.”
Of course, Wang Qiang would not agree easily on this issue, but after a heated debate, he finally did not bypass the flexible-minded Tang Xiaoquan, and was directly silenced by the other party, so he reluctantly agreed.
After everyone was busy with all this, the sky had turned gray and black. Old Zhao looked at the watch on his wrist at the window. It was 6:24. At this time, there was usually dinner in the villa.
Old Zhao thought for a moment, took out his handheld platform and faced Wang beside him, and Tang Er said: "It's past 6 o'clock. Let me contact Old Xu and report the situation here to him."
Tang Xiaoquan nodded: "Okay, let's talk to him while everyone is here and let them know that we have found the second shelter. This way they will have no worries and will feel confident in case of any situation."
"Hehe, I can guarantee that if Wenquan Xin and the others hear that we have found the second refuge, they will be so surprised that they bite their tongues, hahaha!" Wang Qiang said with a bad smile.
"Haha!" Lao Zhao's idea coincided with that of Tang Xiaoquan. He just wanted to tell everyone the news and give them a surprise during everyone's dinner. After all, for them, the existence of the second refuge is directly related to determine their future direction.
If there is, then when fighting against the bandits, the "family" will not have to fight to the death if there is an inevitable crisis.
But without this second refuge, obviously the outcome would have been very different.
"Lao Xu, this is Lao Zhao. Please reply if you hear me. Over!" Lao Zhao pressed the call button and waited for Lao Xu's response.
In the villa, just as Tang Xiaoquan and others expected, everyone was gathering around the dining table and eating indifferently.
They were all anxiously waiting for news from the outgoing team, but more than ten hours had passed and there was no sign of the other party contacting them.
Everyone present was heartbroken, and the atmosphere in the living room was quite dull, until that familiar call sounded...
"I'm Lao Xu, Lao Zhao, please tell me, it's over!" Xu Renjie picked up the handstand placed on the table with almost lightning speed.
The survivors sitting around the round table all stopped their movements in unison. He stared straight at the handheld device in Lao Xu's hand, as if that thing had some magical power that could enchant people's hearts. (To be continued.)
