Shangcheng Wujiang District.
In a residential house with two bedrooms and one living room.
Soothing news was played on the TV in a loop, and the host kept emphasizing that the rescue team was about to arrive. Please stay safe at home, don't go out at will, and don't make any noise.
"Mom...when will we eat today? I'm hungry again. Can I skip the porridge today?..."
The girl's voice sounded timidly, and immediately after, the mother covered her daughter's mouth with her hand, and then put her finger to her mouth:
"Shh..."
"My daughter is good, please bear with me, please bear with me."
"The child's father, is there any food in the refrigerator? The child is so hungry that he can't stand it anymore."
Dad was searching in the kitchen. The refrigerator door opened and closed several times. After a long time, he said regretfully:
"No... there isn't much rice left. Let's make some porridge and eat some sweets today."
The fire was lit again in the kitchen, and the aroma of porridge and rice made their throats surge. The white porridge used to cleanse the intestines now tasted more delicious.
Today has been three days since the announcement of the Daoxian incident. At that time, they escaped because their children were at home and did not go out to support them. But things happened suddenly and they had no time to stock up on food. In three days, the vegetables in the refrigerator were already gone. After eating, there was only half of the white rice left.
They haven't been out for three days.
"Mom, when can I go out to play?"
"Mom, I want to go to school..."
The daughter asked questions one after another, which made the mother's anxious face collapse even more. She looked out the window, and the gunshots that rang out from time to time were like firecrackers, shocking people's hearts all the time, day and night, night and day, in a cycle.
How long can we continue to live like this? How much longer will they stay?
Will anyone really save them?
The plot on TV was replayed again, and the host tried to soothe people's hearts in the same way, but what can really soothe people's hearts is action and freedom.
"Dong-dong-dong...dong-dong-dong."
There was a knock on the door and the three of them stopped. The father in the kitchen put down what he was doing and was about to walk towards the door.
"Uncle and aunt, are you... at home?"
"etc."
Mom said in an angry voice, she put her fingers to her mouth again, and then shook her head.
"Don't open the door."
Then my mother said to the door from a distance:
"Hello, may I ask who it is?"
"Oh, I'm a resident of this building. We have no rice at home. I want to ask if you still have rice at home?"
"We still have some meat at home, which we can trade with you."
"Meat!"
Hearing this word, the father in the kitchen's eyes lit up. Aren't they short of meat now? With meat, you can make meat porridge.
Moreover, it is normal for families to help each other. In this world, it is natural for them to take care of each other.
"Okay, okay, wait for us, let's go pretend..."
"Sorry, we don't have any rice at home either."
The mother said suddenly. Both the daughter and the father's eyes flickered in surprise. They looked at the mother and didn't know what was going on.
But my mother thought very clearly.
There's something ghosty here.
No matter how short of rice it is, how can a little girl beg for rice?
And there is only meat, no rice... So what kind of meat is this meat?
It cannot be opened, it must not be opened.
"Ah...okay."
The girl outside the door said with some regret. She sighed, but she was not discouraged. Instead, she regained her composure and said:
"It doesn't matter, then I'll ask others."
The sound of tapping footsteps sounded, and the girl heard that she had gone away. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, obviously realizing the problem.
Swallowing, just bear it for a little longer, it will only be a matter of a day or two.
Listening to the sound of the girl walking away, my father was always worried. He held the kitchen knife in his hand and quietly walked to the door and looked through the peephole at the door.
Have you really... gone?
Dad looked at the cat's eye and was suddenly startled. Under the cat's eye, there seemed to be something on all fours, lying on the ground, moving.
It's like...sniffing.
The next moment, the girl climbed like a spider and looked into the cat's eye. Her strange pupils looked at her father through the cat's eye. There was anger and collapse in her eyes!
"You lied to me, you lied to me!!"
"I smell the smell of rice, you are lying to me!!"
"Bang, bang, bang!!!"
There was a violent banging on the door, and the last thing Dad saw was a sword, slashing at the security door.
Taoist believers! !
"Quick, hide, quick!"
Dad rushed to the kitchen and took the kitchen knife in his hand. His body was shaking violently and his mind was blank. But despite this, he still stood in the hall, holding the knife and looking at the door.
"Damn the child! Take the child and hide!"
"well......"
The violent impact was like a final death sentence. The mother gasped and picked up the child, rushed to the bedroom, searched around, and finally saw the closet, and then stuffed the child into the pile of clothes.
The child was about to cry, but he saw his mother's fierce face.
"Don't cry!"
"Don't cry! Don't cry under any circumstances today!!"
"Promise mom, no matter what happens, don't cry or make any noise!!"
Seeing her mother's fierce look, her daughter even forgot to cry. Her mind went blank and she nodded.
Great fear befell this small family, and the next moment was when the family was put on trial.
"Child, you should hide too!"
Dad looked at the woman rushing out, his face flushed with anxiety, replacing all fear.
"What did you say!"
Mom picked up the pan and said coldly:
"We are not acting in an idol drama now, but now we are acting in a horror movie. No one can survive!"
"I said when we got married, no matter whether we are rich or poor, whether we are born, old, sick or dead, we will never leave each other and share weal and woe."
"We'll be fine."
"good......"
The two looked at the door, which was finally destroyed. Among the ruins, they saw the figure of a little girl. She had a huge nose, taking up half of her face, and ten fingers, fanning the wind. Every movement, and then revealed the smell of intoxication:
"This is the smell of rice..."
"And the taste of human flesh."
"We have meat again, so we can trade it with the next family for rice."
The next moment, the backbone sword flew out like a centipede, and my mother raised the pan to block it, but my father was not afraid of death and held up the kitchen knife to save his life.
"boom."
There was a gunshot, accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, and a bullet shot into the little girl's head instantly like a juicy watermelon, exploding most of it like a juicy watermelon.
The backbone sword froze in fear, and then the sound of hurried footsteps sounded. The corridor was instantly guarded by soldiers. The three people in front were carrying long knives, and they slashed at the little girl's limbs and head without missing a beat. Ranma then stuffed the little girl into the box.
Everything happens in seconds, and life and death also disappear in an instant.
In the blank eyes of the two people, the leader of the team saluted and said:
"Thank you for your bravery and leaving us enough time to act."
"We have to go to the next place. You need to digest it yourself first. In about 36 hours, this area will be liberated and you can find someone to repair the door."
"retreat!"
Carrying the box, the soldiers left the scene. Dad looked at the desolation and his mind was still a little blank.
"Are we... okay?"
"That's right."
Plop.
Dad looked at Mom.
The mother fell to the ground weakly, her eyes were blank, the pan fell to the ground with a banging sound, and then the cry sounded. She smiled and cried, wiping the tears with the back of her hand, and repeated it again while choking.
"We'll be fine."
"It'll be fine."
