For this reason, he remembered not to say anything bad about Bai Ling in front of Li Zhenghao. It was just that he and Fengzi had never had a good impression of Bai Ling, let alone talking to her.
Therefore, because of Bai Ling's return, some people in the village, of course, also believed that it was the truth, advised their brothers not to dream that Bai Ling was still alive, as she might have died there.
They actually felt a bit malicious when they thought this way... Some also felt that Bai Ling had a profound influence on their upright brother.
The memories of the past made Li Jiaming wonder how naive they had been back then. Turning to look at Li Zhenghao, who was sweating profusely as he used the generator to find the welding machine, he shook his head. It was as if he could see the relationship between them, not just a cold one, but a deep, carefully cherished friendship.
They are much better than those who say every day how filial they are to their parents and how much they love their family, but run away when faced with a crisis.
They had seen this scene when they had just followed Li Zhenghao out to collect things.
Some people even pushed their elderly mothers into the zombies' mouths. Although they were so frightened that only instinctive reactions remained, it was still chilling.
Even his closest relatives were like this. He wondered who would help him if he encountered danger?
He never expected that it was Li Zhenghao and Fengzi. From the first time they pulled him back from the brink of death, Li Jiaming felt that his life in this world was not in vain.
Although they all had the surname Li, they were not related by blood. To trace their blood relationship, one would have to go back five hundred years.
On the road outside the county town, zombies were roaring in groups of three or four. Suddenly, a car sped in from outside, attracting the wandering zombies to rush towards the car.
But before he could get close to the car, there was a loud bang and several zombies instantly caught fire.
In a few scattered rural-style houses not far from the car, four people were sitting. The room was silent and they all had their heads bowed. In the flickering candlelight, their shadows were floating.
There was sadness in everyone's eyes, making their bodies look even heavier.
"When we go back, how should we explain this to Aunt Li?" The person who said this was Fengzi, whose eyes were already slightly red.
Li Fang bit her lip and didn't want to make a sound.
They were naturally certain that Li Zhenghao and Bai Ling were dead. How could they be alive in that situation?
Li Dongmei is nearly sixty years old and has poor health. If she learns of the death of her son and the niece she raised, won’t she cry to death?
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Fengzi punched the wall hard and let out a muffled groan.
"I should have died with them!" How could he be considered a good brother?
"Don't think like that!" Li Fang heard this and finally couldn't help but speak, "We're alive... at least we can take care of Aunt Li." With a firm look in her eyes, she said, "I will definitely protect Aunt Li with my life."
The other two people remained silent. After all, although they had a deep relationship with Li Zhenghao, it was not as deep as that with Fengzi and others. They were very grateful to Li Zhenghao for saving them time and time again, but they also had other responsibilities.
They could only mourn in silence for Li Zhenghao's situation and feel sad. If Aunt Li had any problems, they would naturally help if they could.
There was another silence.
Li Fang calmed down after a long time. Now she had no time to grieve over the passing of time.
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