Chu Liaoming put away his joking tone and looked at Xu Bai with hope.
"Five years, plan for five years."
"Okay, there will definitely be such a day." Chu Liaoming kicked the bathroom door open. As soon as the door opened, Chu's father rushed out. Fortunately, Chu Liaoming reacted quickly and turned around in time to avoid Chu's father's attack, but the clothes on his shoulder were still hooked by Chu's father's nails, tearing a big hole.
"Xubai, give me a rope."
Xu Bai threw one out from the space and helped capture the man.
Chu's father's hands and feet were tied, and even a piece of clothing was stuffed into his mouth.
"Dad, just be patient. Everything will be fine when I come back." Chu Liaoming touched his father's head with a thin layer of clothes. The few white hairs that were faintly visible in the past were now covered with a large layer of dirt and dust after not being washed for two or three years.
After confirming that Chu Liaoming was going back with them, Xu Bai and the others looked at the sky which was almost dark and decided to rest for a while at her house before setting off again tomorrow.
Chu Liaoming asked Shi Qinghe for a few buckets of water and started to wash his father's hair.
Shi Qinghe stood by and looked at Chu Liaoming.
"In the past, I was ignorant and was spoiled by my parents. I never treated them well. Even the gifts for Chinese New Year and other festivals were bought when I remembered them while shopping. When I didn't think about it, I didn't have them."
"This was the first time I washed my dad's hair. If this was before the apocalypse, he would have been reluctant to let me do it. If I had insisted, his mouth would have probably curled up to the sky. The next day, he would have proudly boasted to his friends or his relatives that my little Ming'er had grown up and washed my dad's hair. How filial he is."
"Instead of staring at me with a pair of gray eyes like now."
Shi Qinghe looked at Chu's father with his hands and feet tied and his mouth stuffed with something, and stared angrily at Chu Liaoming who was making trouble for him.
The most sensitive part of a zombie is its head.
Washing the zombie's hair, he would undoubtedly jump on the zombie's head. Seeing Chu's father struggling, he knew how much pain he was in. He wanted to break the rope and bite people immediately!
Shi Qinghe pursed her lips and held back her smile so as not to break Chu Liaoming's sentimental atmosphere.
"I want to clean my dad up. Can you help me later?"
"Uh?" Shi Qinghe glanced at Chu's father who was twisting and turning, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "No."
"It would be nice if you could just wash his hair."
Chu Liaoming sighed and had to give up the idea. He continued to wash his hair carefully and found a pair of scissors to cut off the long and tangled hair.
"Huh? Come and see, zombies can cry?"
"Sister, can you still have human emotions?"
Shi Qinghe looked at Chu's father who was still struggling and suddenly became quiet, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes again. He was very sure that he was not mistaken, that was not water dripping from washing his hair.
"Dad, do you recognize me?"
Without waiting for Shi Miaozhen and others to come over, Chu Liaoming became excited first. He walked up from behind Chu's father, half bent down, and was about to take out the cloth stuffed in Chu's father's mouth when he was grabbed by Xu Bai who had just arrived.
"Don't move yet, wait and see."
This was also the first time Xu Bai saw a zombie cry. Complex emotions appeared in the originally grayish-white eyeballs, and tears from the corners of the eyes fell down the face and dripped onto the ground.
The zombies' tears are not black like their blood, but a light color like water.
"I have memories, but I cannot have human emotions." Shi Miaozheng stretched out her hand and removed the cloth that Chu's father had stuffed in his mouth. As soon as it was removed, Chu's father shouted excitedly.
"He said, 'Xiao Ming'er, Xiao Ming'er, don't be sad.'"
"My dad really recognizes me, recognizes me. Will he be able to speak like Shi Miaozheng one day?"
"Strictly speaking, that's the case, but it also depends on the opportunity. Aunt Hua hasn't been able to speak for two years now."
"Then I'll learn. I'll learn. Shi Miaozheng, teach me how to tell whether what they said is good or not. I'll listen to you and do whatever you want me to do."
Shi Miaozheng hesitated for a while, and when she caught a glimpse of Ji Heng's eyes looking at Hua Xuan, she nodded and agreed to Chu Liaoming's request.
Just think of it as teaching Ji Heng together.
As the boy next door, she also hopes that Ji Heng can be happier. She heard Ah He say that when Ji Heng rushed home and saw that they had turned into zombies, he wanted to kill Ji Yang. When he met Ji Yang later, he even cut off Ji Yang's legs. Even though Ji Heng looked fine at the scene, Ah He said that he seemed not to have let it go completely, and always regretted that he did not rush back earlier, or did not return home before the end of the world.
Now that things have come to this, I should just live my life well.
After truly letting go, Ji Heng opened his heart and pursued the girl he liked again.
Aunt Hua is very satisfied with Xu Bai.
Although the end of the world has come and we shouldn't spend so much time talking about these things, but who knows when the end of the world will end? If you meet someone you like, should you pursue them or wait?
"Xiao Ming'er, how is Dawn City? Has anyone bullied you?"
Shi Miaozheng translated and taught Chu Liaoming each word at the same time. Chu Liaoming responded and silently memorized the pronunciation of these words.
Shi Qinghe pulled Xu Bai and Ji Heng over and asked quietly, "Do you think the zombies learned their language without a teacher? It's impossible for them to create their own language in such a short time and then spread it around, right?"
"Xu Bai, have the scientific research talents in our city developed anything like this?"
Xu Bai spread his hands and said, "You might know more if you ask Shi Miaozheng."
"I don't know how to explain it, it's like I can automatically understand it in my mind." Even if it was spoken in a low voice, the zombies could hear it clearly. Shi Miaozheng, who was teaching Chu Liaoming the zombie language, took the time to reply to Shi Qinghe and the others.
After saying that, Shi Miaozheng looked at Chu Liaoming and comforted Chu Liaoming in a dry tone.
"It's not something you can learn in a day or two. Your dad has a great talent for being a zombie, so he might be able to evolve to a higher level earlier and learn to speak faster than you. It's getting late, and Ah He and the others should rest. I'll teach you the rest later."
The talent for being a zombie is high...
Chu Liaoming looked at Shi Miaozheng in confusion. It was the first time she heard that there were talents among zombies.
Seeing her confusion, Shi Miaozheng kindly explained it again.
"Your talent isn't high, so you won't be affected by external emotional fluctuations. Perhaps your father loves you enough and misses you all the time, so it stimulated his memory and made him think of you. If this isn't talent, then what is it?"
"He has no talent. Nothing can stimulate him. He can't receive any emotions."
"The only thing we can tell is that they are human beings, members of the same species, and whether or not we should eat them is a question of whether we should eat them."
Thank you, she was comforted.
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