It’s good to have someone to order around.

In two hours, the group of people in the basement had almost collected all the food from every household in the village.

Qi Xing harvested a total of two large bags of food and four boxes of gasoline.

In addition to the bread he had been longing for, there were also several bags of vegetable seeds, which was a pleasant surprise.

This food is enough for him to eat for more than half a month.

Now Qi Xing no longer has to eat only two packs of compressed biscuits every day, and even has to calculate the dosage when drinking water.

Qi Xing was in a good mood as he suddenly became more wealthy. He used his facial expression changing skills and immediately became friendly to these people.

Qi Xing took out a wallet from his pocket, unfolded it to reveal the photo inside, and asked these people if they had seen the girl in the photo.

That was a group photo.

When Qi Xing took out the photo, Jiang Zhaosu, who was standing next to Qi Xing, quietly tiptoed and glanced at the man and woman in the photo.

The man is naturally Qi Xing.

Qi Xing in the photo is younger than he is now, and looks like he has just reached adulthood. He is wearing a blue and white school uniform, with a somewhat immature temperament, and holding a little girl in his arms.

The little girl was only seven or eight years old, with long curly hair and a puffy skirt. She was dressed like a doll, with delicate features, fair skin, and a pair of beautiful, watery fox eyes. She looked about 70% like Qi Xing, and it was obvious that they were siblings.

Both looked at the camera.

Qi Xing was smiling, but the little girl had no expression on her face. She grabbed Qi Xing's clothes with her little hands and had a blank look in her eyes.

It turns out that sister Qi Xing is so beautiful and cute.

No wonder Qi Xing, who has always been cold and cruel, and seems to have no humanity at all, would involuntarily become gentle in his eyes and tone when he mentioned his sister.

Watching Qi Xing step forward and ask those people one by one with the photos in his hand, Jiang Zhaosu felt hungry again after just eating, and a sour feeling rose in his stomach.

A little envious.

Although I have long been accustomed to being alone, I also feel that this is not a bad thing.

But whenever he sees others with family and friends, Jiang Zhaosu, who has always been alone, can't help but feel a little jealous.

Qi Xing lost such a beautiful and lovely sister. He is such an irresponsible brother.

Although Qi Xing seemed to have never let go of this matter, even Mo Shi was still looking for someone relentlessly.

Do you think you will sympathize with him this way?

No.

Thinking that Qi Xing would also be in pain and distress because of this, Jiang Zhaosu felt a lot more balanced.

If you've never had it, you'll never feel the horror of losing it.

Fortunately, her parents didn't want her anymore. She didn't even remember what they looked like, so she wasn't sad at all.

Jiang Zhaosu now feels only resentment when he thinks of his unreliable parents.

She wanted to curse them to have a miserable life.

Qi Xing asked around but didn't get the answer he wanted.

Turning around, Qi Xing saw Jiang Zhaosu squatting beside the pond in the courtyard, fiddling with something on the ground with a small branch.

The little zombie's skinny body curled up into a ball, like a malnourished kitten.

Jiang Zhaosu was too thin. Every time Qi Xing hugged her, he felt like he was carrying a weightless plastic bag.

I don’t know what kind of life the girl lived before her death, or how her parents took care of her.

Even if you urge your children to eat more, they won’t become so thin.

Qi Xing closed his wallet, put the photo back into his pocket, waved his hand and let everyone go.

He walked towards Jiang Zhaosu with his long legs.

"Fugui, what are you playing?"

Qi Xing bent down to see what Jiang Zhaosu was drawing on the ground.

After Jiang Zhaosu turned into a zombie, his five fingers became very inflexible and he could only barely grasp small branches. The patterns he drew were also crooked.

But even so, it can be seen that she painted two people with distorted faces.

After finishing the drawing, Jiang Zhaosu put two big crosses on it.

They are irresponsible dogs who only care about giving birth but not raising children.

death penalty!

Seeing the pattern Jiang Zhaosu had drawn with the branches, Qi Xing asked in surprise, "Fugui, you can also draw?"

When Qi Xing said this, he stood behind her, leaning over, and got very close to her.

Jiang Zhaosu was immersed in judging his worthless biological parents and was completely unaware of Qi Xing's arrival.

A cold and magnetic voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Jiang Zhaosu, whose thoughts had long since flown away, was startled and stood up suddenly.

But she squatted for a little too long, her legs and feet became numb, and she lost her balance and sat down on the ground.

Qi Xing, who was just asking casually, was almost bumped by Jiang Zhaosu.

He felt something brushing against his lips, his beautiful fox eyes widened slightly, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his lips.

After a brief moment of stunned silence for a few seconds, Qi Xing turned his gaze to Jiang Zhaosu who was sitting on the ground.

Looking at Jiang Zhaosu, who was still holding the branch in his hand and had a dazed look on his face, Qi Xing laughed at him without hesitation: "Zombies are still so cowardly. How stupid, Fugui."

Grass.

Who says zombies can’t be timid?

And it wasn't Qi Xing who deliberately scared her that caused her to fall.

“Ahhh!”

Jiang Zhaosu angrily threw the branch in his hand at Qi Xing and howled at him in shame and anger.

No baring of teeth.

I was angry, but I didn't dare to be completely angry.

Jiang Zhaosu still remembered Qi Xing's vicious words that if she bared her teeth at him again, he would break out her teeth and stuff them into her eye sockets.

She didn't want to gamble with her teeth.

"Angry?"

Qi Xing asked her with a smile, bent down, reached out to pick her up from the ground, and helped her brush off the dust on her body.

Afterwards, Qi Xing picked up the twig she had dropped, neatly cut off the forks of the twig with a dagger, put the smooth little wooden stick into her hand, and then hugged her, tilting his head to look at the pattern on the ground.

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