Raising a Child in the Apocalypse Isn't Easy: Go, My Good Baby!

In a zombie apocalypse, while survivors and zombies fought tooth and nail, Shu Lan hid in a garbage dump, using the stench to mask human scent and evade zombies. There, she gave birth to her human ...

Chapter 159 Baby Bus.

Chapter 159 Baby Bus.

Could it be the same company?

Li Yanli was from Donghu Province, his home was in Jiangzhou...

No, he went home after the virus broke out. He might have been in the same place with her before that. The university in her hometown is also quite famous.

While Shu Lan's mind was in a mess, Li Yanli was trying to refuse the trip: "I won't go. I can't sing tune-deaf."

The short, fat man said, "Go! If you don't go, you're being disrespectful!"

Li Yanli looked at the coach. He was very young at this moment and had not experienced anything. Just like what the coach said, he was just a half-grown boy. When faced with such a situation, he subconsciously asked for help from the person he trusted the most.

The coach winked and mouthed, "Go, go, go..."

At this moment, Li Yanli's patience seemed to have reached its limit. He stood up and walked out. The coach followed him and helped explain: "You're going to the bathroom, right? I'll go with you."

Chasing Li Yanli out of the box, he stopped him in the corridor and said in a low voice, "Look at you, why are you so disrespectful? Let's go sing, it's fun, let's go."

Li Yanli looked very impatient: "I'm an athlete. It's enough for me to win the competition. Why do I have to please them? It's already ten o'clock. If I go back to singing, I won't have training tomorrow..."

"No training tomorrow, I'm giving you the day off! Get some rest." The coach looked at the corners of his mouth drooping in dissatisfaction and sighed, "You're so naive. If you're not allowed to play, you won't even have a chance to win. Really? Asking you to sing isn't like asking you to go to the battlefield. Just go over and sit for a while to liven up the atmosphere. What's so hard about that?"

Li Yanli's expression remained grim as he muttered, "I'd rather go to the battlefield."

"Look at you, hahaha, there's no battlefield for you to fight on. Go ahead, go ahead. If you play well in this match, you'll probably make the national team. Only then will you be able to really win the game."

Li Yanli closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she was calm: "I understand."

Moving on to the next clip, it was a KTV with a large screen where someone was singing like a ghost, and a group of scantily clad women were lining up at the door.

Shu Lan was still observing the decoration to see if it was the store where she used to work, when she suddenly saw her own face at the end of the line.

Um? ? ? ?

It's confirmed, no need to study it anymore, this is the same Kimberly-Clark, but not the same timeline.

Because in Shu Lan's memory, she had never seen this group of people at all.

The woman at the end of the line, no, she could even be considered a girl, had familiar facial features covered in rough, heavy makeup, fake eyelashes like butterfly wings, purple sequined eyeshadow, and bright red lips. Shu Lan wanted to cover her face when she saw it.

She was blinded by the high salary and the desire to make money, and now she feels like a foolish and ignorant girl who has gone astray.

No, when she was sixteen, she was just an ignorant and foolish girl who had gone astray.

People really cannot empathize with their past selves. When Li Yanli saw the sixteen-year-old fallen girl Shu Lan in her memories, the twenty-six-year-old Shu Lan was so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

But there is no way, this is her dark history that she cannot escape.

Sixteen-year-old Shu Lan stood obediently behind a group of older sisters. After all, they were her selves in a parallel world. Now, as a bystander, Shu Lan could guess what she was thinking at this moment.

I must be thinking: Choose quickly, but don’t choose me. I don’t want to sing or sell alcohol. I just want a basic salary of 3,500 yuan a month.

Li Yanli sat in the shadows, lowering her head to hide her resentful face.

Then Shu Lan... let's call her Xiao Shu Lan, the fallen girl Xiao Shu Lan, was chosen to stay. Although her makeup was ugly, it was still obvious that Xiao Shu Lan was the youngest one among them, and old men liked younger girls.

The chosen little Shu Lan instantly slumped her shoulders and looked listless.

The other sisters skillfully sat next to the guests and poured them wine, but she went straight to the karaoke table.

Just sing, what else can I do?

The old man sitting closest to her approached her and said, "Little sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Tiantian, boss."

"Can you dance?"

"Won't."

"Come, have a couple of drinks to warm your throat."

Xiao Shulan forced a stiff, professional smile and turned around to ask, "Boss, what do you want to hear?"

At this moment, Li Yanli looked up at little Shu Lan, then lowered his head with no interest. Shu Lan even suspected that he was secretly sleeping.

"Whatever my little sister sings, we'll listen to her. How old is she this year?"

Xiao Shulan turned around and continued to order songs, saying casually, "Twenty-one, boss."

"Hey, why are you so young? Are you doing part-time work while you're in college?"

Little Shulan said: "Yes, my family is too poor and can't afford living expenses."

In fact, she has only been working in KTV for less than half a month, but she has already mastered the skill of speaking fluently.

A greasy, dirty hand touched Xiao Shulan's fair thigh under her short skirt. Xiao Shulan suddenly stood up and dodged him: "I'll sing first."

The people present were either drunk with blurry eyes, or playing drinking games, flirting and singing along.

"Baby Bus!"

The clear and tender child's voice from the speakers sounded very abruptly in the environment where adults were drunk and indulged in money, and the whole audience fell silent instantly.

There is no prelude, the nursery rhyme starts from zero frame.

“Starting today, I will go to the toilet by myself.

Mom and Dad, please don't underestimate me.

..."

As soon as this song came out, all the atmosphere disappeared. After listening to it for a few sentences in a daze, the people in the audience finally reacted and started clamoring.

"What's wrong with this woman?"

"She's not in the right mind!"

"Hey! Stop singing!"

If it were a normal customer, Shu Lan would sing well.

But as long as the other party dares to touch her and take advantage of her, she will use this trick.

Xiao Shulan was halfway through singing while complaining when a customer, unable to bear it any longer, ruthlessly cut the song off. She was also dragged away by the late supervisor and replaced by another sister.

Li Yanli in the corner raised his head, his eyes following Xiao Shulan, then he looked around at the furious officials in the box. His astonished look gradually turned into understanding, his gray eyes gradually brightened, and a smile appeared on his lips.

This was the first time he laughed sincerely since he arrived here.

He got up and followed her out using the excuse of going to the bathroom. Because this was Li Yanli's memory, Shu Lan could roughly understand his thoughts.

He wanted to know what would happen to the girl who sang the nursery rhymes.

Little Shu Lan, who was pulled away by the foreman, was actually being scolded just after turning the corner.

"That's the fifth time! You've been kicked out of the box five times in ten days. Didn't I tell you to stop singing that crappy nursery rhyme?"

Young Shulan was fearless and full of thorns: "You guys told me before: My job is to sing along. I just need to sing well, I don't need to sell my body!"

Li Yanli stopped in her tracks.

In the background, he could hear what he had said to the coach that afternoon.

"I'm an athlete. It's enough for me to win the game. Why do I have to please them?"

Then came the voice of little Shulan: "My job is to sing along. I just need to sing well, I don't need to sell my body!"

Being young and naive, they don't understand why adults make simple things in the world so complicated.