In his middle age, Bai Zhengxuan took another deep breath, reflecting on his life.
His family was very wealthy when he was young, and like all children, he was a very picky eater.
Later, he squandered all his family fortune, leaving the meat for his wife and children, and he rarely got to eat anything good.
Later, his family's financial situation improved significantly, but he developed high blood pressure and high cholesterol, so he couldn't eat pork knuckle and had to take medication.
After the apocalypse, his superpowers grew stronger and his body became healthier, but he still hadn't eaten pork knuckle.
In the apocalypse, the luxury of eating pork knuckle can only be a fantasy...
If his past self asked him this question, the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan would just want to slap his past self to death.
Is this the kind of question a normal person would ask in the apocalypse?
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Bai Zhengxuan scratched his head, slightly embarrassed. "If you're too shy to say it, you can tell me secretly."
Don't worry about being called a good-for-nothing by your own family.
Eating a lot is an honor!
"Farewell!"
Bai Zhengxuan rolled his eyes, grabbed Liu Jing, and jumped out of the car.
He couldn't answer that.
You can't exactly say that you're doing so badly in the future that you've barely even had braised pork hock!
"Don't go!"
Bai Zhengxuan ran two steps toward the car door, and as soon as he got off, the two disappeared.
The two, Bai Zhengxuan and Bai Zhengxuan, are both incredibly powerful and incredibly fast.
"Honestly, I'll ask them next time I see them!" Bai Zhengxuan muttered to himself, grimacing at the empty air. "My future self is really quite stubborn!"
They can't even answer a question properly.
Bai Xizhu stared blankly at the empty space, slightly lost in thought.
"Xiao Zhu, how will you die in the future?" Bai Anhai, who had been silent, suddenly asked. "Is it the dream you mentioned last time where you were sliced up and then self-destructed?"
"Hmm." Bai Xizhu nodded gently, a faint smile on her face. "It's alright, it's not too bad."
At least, my family survived.
Bai Anhai paused for a moment and said nothing more.
"Xiao Fan, drive to the Yellow River."
Bai Anhai sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and stared at the empty space outside, a heavy look in his eyes.
That heavy feeling came quickly, and it dissipated just as quickly.
Soon he was back to his old lazy self, holding a crystal core in his hand. The energy from the crystal core surged into his body, circulated throughout his body, and then concentrated in his brain.
"oh."
Bai Yifan glanced silently out the window, then wrapped himself in the blanket and ran to the driver's seat.
Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma.
Bai Yifan whispered something to the outside, then started the bus and drove towards the Yellow River.
Along the way, the zombies encountered were rather rude and quite frequent.
It seems they really have left.
The sounds of thumping and banging were incessant.
Zombies crashed into the windshield, leaving behind patches of black blood.
The Bai family members were much quieter this time, not chatting, but simply sitting quietly on the sofa absorbing the crystal cores.
Although Bai Zhengxuan did not believe that Zhang Yiming would become a brutal zombie king, he absorbed the crystal core much faster.
We traveled along the way, stopping frequently to enjoy barbecue.
Two days later, the bus stopped on the Yellow River beach.
The scorching sun shone on the turbid Yellow River, and from a distance, a layer of mist hung over the river.
It wasn't the flood season, so the Yellow River wasn't very full. From a distance, you could still see the silt exposed in the river.
The long river is like a giant dragon, stretching endlessly, mysterious and solemn.
This is the mother river that runs through China for five thousand years.
The descendants of Yan and Huang thrived because of it.
Our hardworking ancestors relied on the Yellow River to irrigate the land, work and live, and created a long-standing ancient culture.
The descendants of Yan and Huang prospered because of the Yellow River, but they also suffered because of it.
During the flood season, people living near the Yellow River are vulnerable to flooding.
At this moment, the Yellow River in the distance was quiet and peaceful, like a sleeping dragon, without any danger.
"Sis, wanna eat some grilled chicken wings?"
In the blink of an eye, the Bai family had already nimbly set up a barbecue grill on the Yellow River beach.
Bai Yifan handed Bai Xizhu a skewer of insanely spicy chicken wings, smiling as he looked at the peaceful Yellow River beach.
The Yellow River beach was empty as far as the eye could see; there were no zombies or mutated animals.
It's perfect for a barbecue.
A buzzing sound rang out.
The spicy and fragrant aroma wafted from the barbecue grill, carrying far and wide.
Bai Xizhu sighed and rubbed her forehead. She could understand now how helpless her future grandfather must have felt when he said goodbye.
Behind the red gates, meat and wine go to waste; on the roads, the bones of those frozen to death lie.
Bai Xizhu took a bite of the chicken wing, and the insane spiciness exploded in her mouth.
It smells so good!
"Give me two more skewers of insanely spicy chicken wings, extra chili!"
Bai Xizhu promptly gave Bai Yifan a thumbs up.
"Alright!" Bai Yifan nodded with a smile, then turned around and shouted to Bai Anhai, "Dad, two more skewers of insanely spicy chicken wings, grill them until they're charred, and add extra chili!"
"What did you say? I didn't hear you!"
Bai Anhai skillfully sprinkled cumin onto the skewers, then gave Bai Yifan a sinister look.
This kid is getting more and more annoying.
That tone made it sound like he was being treated like free labor.
Who exactly is Lao Tzu?
"My sister wanted it."
Bai Yifan shrank his neck and quickly smiled ingratiatingly at Bai Anhai.
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