Xuntian, who was sitting next to Jiang Wei, knew Jiang Wei's situation better and also knew some things about the future. He immediately explained to Zi Qing: "Because Li Ming was unmarried and pregnant at an early age, in order to avoid everyone's discussions and gossip, Li Ming always asked Jiang Wei to call her sister. In the end, Jiang Wei got used to calling her sister and didn't change it. .”
"Oh, so that's it. But Jiang Wei, you should change your mind. After all, she is your mother, how can you call her sister." Zi Qing said to Jiang Wei with a smile.
Jiang Wei hesitated for a moment, then turned to Li Ming and shouted with a smile: "Mom!"
Li Ming's eyes widened in shock, and he almost dropped the chicken drumstick in his hand.
This was the first time that Li Ming was called that. The feeling was so complicated that it couldn't be described in words.
Li Ming's eyes suddenly became moist, and tears would have almost flowed out if he hadn't controlled it by force.
"Jiang Wei, be good." Li Ming touched Jiang Wei's head, her face was like a peach blossom.
Xuntian also smiled. He knew that Jiang Feng and Liming were not really together yet, and he also knew that Jiang Wei's mother was not Liming. However, when Jiang Feng, Liming, and Jiang Wei first came to the Luhua District Police Station, they infiltrated as husband, wife, and child, so almost everyone knew that they were a family of three. Except for a few special people, no one knows the real situation.
Jiang Wei suddenly pulled off a chicken wing and handed it to Xuntian with a smile, as if thanking Xuntian for helping her lie.
Not far from Jiang Wei and Li Ming, Xia Yashuang was holding wine in one hand and a torch in the other, shouting: "Tianpeng, look, I can also breathe fire."
Xia Yashuang took a sip of wine and sprayed it on the torch. In an instant, huge tongues of fire shot out, causing the people around her to cheer happily.
Lei Ming found it very interesting, and imitated Xia Yashuang, bringing a torch and a wine bottle, intending to breathe fire too.
"Look at me, my fire is definitely bigger than Xia Yashuang's." Lei Ming shouted excitedly.
After Lei Ming finished speaking, he took a big sip of wine and sprayed it hard on the torch in his hand.
"puff!"
"Shua!" The torch was doused directly.
"Haha, idiot, what you got is not wine, that is white grape juice." An Ming laughed.
"You're an idiot." Lei Ming took another sip and sprayed it directly towards An Ming.
"Wow, that's disgusting." An Ming yelled and ran away.
Lei Ming's funny behavior made everyone laugh. Even Lei Mu, who didn't laugh much, couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
"Tianpeng, can you call a fire dragon out to add to the fun?" Xia Yashuang shouted to Tianpeng.
"I can only call birds, not fire dragons."
"Okay, then let me call out the poisonous dragon."
"Are you sure? Poison can turn into a dragon?" Tianpeng was very curious.
"Look at me!"
Xia Yashuang blew a blast of air at the ground, and a large cloud of green poisonous gas spread instantly, and gradually transformed into the shape of a dragon.
Xia Yashuang's face turned red as she blew, trying to create a bigger poisonous dragon.
Unexpectedly, before the blowing was finished, a strong wind suddenly came up and blew all the poisonous gas into the sky.
"What are you doing?" Xia Yashuang raised her head and shouted.
"Did you get too high? You actually brought out the poisonous gas, and many people were frothing at the mouth." Yi Ming replied.
Xia Yashuang took a closer look and saw that there were indeed several people beside her who were foaming at the mouth with uncomfortable expressions.
"I'm dizzy. I'm definitely too high."
"Stinky Xia Yashuang, fortunately Lei Mu is a little far away from you. If she is poisoned by you, I will never finish with you." Lei Ming jumped out and patted Xia Yashuang on the back.
"It was an accident. I drank too much and was a little drunk. But it's okay. The poisonous gas just now was very weak. You will recover soon."
Wang Xuexin stood up, moved Xia Yashuang back to her seat, and asked him to sit down.
"As a person who doesn't usually drink, you better stop drinking. The more you drink, the more you will lose your temper."
"Yeah, yeah, no more drinking, hiccup!"
Xia Yashuang's burps were so full of alcohol that everyone around her turned away. But Wang Xuexin didn't mind and didn't avoid it at all, which shows that the two of them have a deep relationship.
On the other side of the bonfire, Cai Huadao seemed to have no intention of enjoying the party. He collapsed on the ground and was concentrating with his eyes closed.
Cai Huadao was shot dozens of times in the morning and was sent to the center of the mountainous area by Brother Beitou at noon. Starting in the afternoon, he led everyone to fight against the zombies. Although he was just firing with his machine gun and his body didn't make many major movements, Cai Huadao still felt very tired. Even after night, Cai Huadao was not idle, but took the initiative to lead and participate in the care of injured patients.
Cai Huadao is not very powerful and has no special abilities, but he still has a tenacious and unyielding spirit and is very dedicated to what he does. Once, when Cai Huadao was still in the refugee camp of Luhua District Police Station, he planned not to be the leader, because he always did things personally and was very dedicated, which made him very tired physically and mentally. Today, Cai Huadao is still the nominal leader of Wangcheng. The only difference is the division of labor and cooperation between Ding Meng, Su Miye, Xuntian and others. But the scale and population of Wangcheng are much larger than that small refugee camp. Even if there is help, fatigue is inevitable.
Now, dozens of wives near Cai Huadao are happily enjoying barbecue food and bonfire party. While Cai Huadao was lying down and resting, only a few women specially brought some delicious food to Cai Huadao and expressed their condolences for a while. The other women never asked about Cai Huadao's condition.
Ding Meng held a bottle of wine in his hand, slowly walked to Cai Huadao and sat down.
"How is your health? Lao Cai." Ding Meng asked.
"I'm just 30 years old, more than ten years younger than you. Did you, Lao Cai, learn from Jiang Feng?"
"Haha, I'm kidding you." Ding Meng laughed while drinking.
"I'm fine. I'll be fine in a few days. But how's your leg? There's a big piece of meat missing."
"Jiang Feng told me that when technology advances in the future, we can culture meat tissue based on our own cells for transplantation. I don't know if it's true or not."
"That's nonsense. The lost flesh still grows back? Can a broken arm also grow back?" Cai Huadao looked confused.
"Jiang Feng really said that."
"real or fake?"
"At first, I was like you, and I said I didn't believe it. Then Jiang Feng said that as long as he is alive, anyone with missing arms or legs can be transplanted back. But this will take a long time. If you are lucky, it can be realized within a few years. If you are not lucky, it will take more than ten years. It will take years to achieve this.”
"Jiang Feng seems to be able to predict the future." Cai Huadao chuckled.
"Didn't I tell you before? I have long suspected that Jiang Feng has a problem. He knows a lot about the future."
"Forget it, it has nothing to do with us anyway, we just have to do our own thing."
"That's right. By the way, Cai Huadao, you are resting here alone. It seems that not many wives come to see you."
"Yes, there are still a few wives who are good to me."
"You have 27 wives now, right? In the end, only a few of them really love you?"
"It's all my fault. I've been busy. There are many wives who haven't talked or communicated with each other for several days in a row, so the relationship has become weaker and weaker."
After hearing this, Ding Meng smiled and said very directly: "Why are the feelings getting weaker and weaker? There are no feelings at all. These women are just people who have been impulsively raped by you, and many of them still hate you. Bar."
"Well, I admit, I was a beast for more than half a month when the apocalypse first happened, but I have woken up. Although I have many wives, there are only a few who really have feelings for me. In fact, Jiang Feng has talked to me this matter."
"Oh? Why did Jiang Feng tell you?" Ding Meng was a little curious.
"Jiang Feng said that he won't care about me having so many wives for the time being, but he hopes that I can choose my wife carefully and cultivate a truly affectionate wife."
"What he means is for you to let go of those women and set them free, right?"
"Yes, actually I have talked with them. Some of them are very happy to be free, but there are also many who want to be my wife. In fact, I know those people don't like me, but they still want to be my wife. My wife."
"Haha, I see. After all, you are the city lord. I can get many benefits by following you. It seems that they are also very realistic."
"Later, for the sake of fairness, I told them this. I allowed them to use the name of the city lord's wife, but once they find their true love, they can leave me at any time."
After hearing what Cai Huadao said, Ding Meng was a little surprised.
"I didn't expect that you are quite enlightened. I admire you more and more."
"What? Did you look down on me before and thought I was just a flower-picking thief?"
"I just didn't know you before, but now I am impressed by you."
"Tch, that's nice. Give me the wine and I'll drink it too."
"You are injured after all, so it's better to drink less."
"Stop talking nonsense and give it to me quickly." Cai Huadao suddenly reached out and snatched Ding Meng's wine bottle.
"Hey, it's for your own good that I don't give you a drink."
"I know, just take a sip."
Inside the crater, there were about 1,000 people. Some were eating, some were looking at the stars, some were chatting, and some were shooting zombies that suddenly broke in.
But besides the laughter, there is also sadness and sorrow. Some are lamenting the common people, some are comforting the injured, some are grieving and crying for the dead, and some are praying for the future.
Everyone has different moods and perceptions. Here, it seems that you can see all kinds of life.
The only thing that hasn't changed is the constantly burning bonfire, which seems to be the heart of the entire mountainous area, full of vitality and shining in all directions.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and many people gradually fell asleep. Just like that, they fell asleep quietly in the mountain of corpses, feeling extremely at ease.
The mountain of more than 500,000 corpses piled up like a circular city wall gave them a sense of security and allowed them to sleep peacefully.
How ironic this sense of security is, because it is based on the death of life.
Jiang Feng leaned on the pile of corpses, holding the back of his head with both hands, looking up at the starry sky, and sighed: "After today, I don't know how many warriors will be born."
