Chapter 156 The Punished Little Lebao
Most of the treasure hunters had already left, but a few, unwilling to give up, continued to wander the mountain. They held unrealistic assumptions: wolves are social animals, and if there was one mutant wolf, would there be two or three more? They didn't want this trip to be in vain.
The large team was delayed because Han Qingquan had fallen asleep and was teaching the little brat, so they planned to stay another night.
After Ao Chengyi comforted the little guy, he entered the space and saw his wife feeding grass to the sheep. The grass was stuck in the sheep's nose. He sighed softly and went over to hug his wife to comfort her, "It's okay, I'm here. It's my fault this time. I didn't take good care of the little guy. I won't do it again in the future. I will slowly teach him to be sensible. Be good, don't be sad."
Lan Shiruo shook her head. "I'm not sad, I'm just scared. I'm scared that I can't be a good mother. I don't know what's best for Lebao. Should I let him develop freely or discipline him and make him cautious? I'm afraid that if I make a wrong decision, he'll go down a path of no return in the future."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Although we're both first-time parents and have a lot to learn, we can improve as we go. Lebao is very smart. If we do something wrong, he'll tell us. And when he does something wrong, we can tell him, and he'll understand."
Lan Shiruo nodded. "Well, take your time. I'm not in a hurry. Where's Lu Zhang? Has he dealt with it?"
Ao Chengyi frowned and shook his head lightly, "I asked Ding Yibing and Xia Xun to handle it. I originally wanted to train their courage, but I didn't expect that they had courage but not intelligence. They were tricked by Lu Zhang's fake death. When they realized what was happening, he had already escaped. Lu Zhang can become invisible, so I don't know where he ran off to, so I didn't catch up with him."
Lan Shiruo pursed her lips and said, "This can be considered a lesson for them. They should be more vigilant and stay away from the children. They should be fine."
Ao Chengyi nodded and took note of Lu Zhang. He would not be able to sleep well until the evil was eliminated. He never looked down on any ant.
Lan Shiruo saw the dog man's serious expression and pinched her handsome face, "Don't think too much, everything will work out in time. Anyway, since we're here, we can harvest the mature crops and plant another one, so we can leave in time for lunch."
Ao Chengyi kissed the corner of his young wife's mouth, and the young couple began to work with their backs to the sky and their faces to the earth.
At lunch, little Lebao was held in his father's arms, with tears in his eyes, looking pitifully at his bad mother.
Lan Shiruo remained calm and fed him minced meat porridge.
The little guy was so well-behaved, opening his mouth, chewing and swallowing, sometimes even whimpering and looking very sad. During lunch break, he didn't make a fuss with the little guys and went to take a nap.
Lan Shiruo felt sad and amused, and took a nap in the car with her eyes closed.
The little guy secretly climbed onto his mother's legs while she was asleep, and nestled his chubby body into her arms. He smiled with his little mouth wide open, revealing his four little baby teeth, and fell asleep peacefully.
Lan Shiruo opened her eyes and looked at the little ball in her arms. Her heart melted. She bent down and kissed the little head, then continued to take a nap.
When little Lebao woke up, he found himself sleeping alone on the blanket. He pouted and wanted to cry.
Thinking that his mother was unhappy, the little fat boy wiped away the tears that had not yet fallen, and walked towards his mother with his short legs.
Seeing his little face tilted up to ask for his fur to be stroked, the uncles and aunts laughed in an unkind way.
Lan Shiruo turned her head away and pretended not to see it.
As they had a rare chance to have some time, the girls accompanied Han Qingquan to the mountains to try out his new skills, while the men helped Guo Zi to get more modified goods in case of emergency.
The hill was not big, and those who refused to give up came and went several times. In the end, most of them left in despair. Now there were only a few people left. When they saw the girls, they just glanced at them casually and left.
Han Qingquan's spider sister spun silk that was tougher than vine branches, but the length and quantity of the silk was limited, only three strands at a time, about two or three meters. This was enough for Han Qingquan, and it could easily strangle a corpse's head. The venom on it, combined with her dark aura, was enough to finish anyone off, even more poisonous than the corpse's poison.
"Is there an antidote?" The girls hugged each other and shivered, moving away from Han Qingquan.
Han Qingquan had a blank expression on his face, feeling ashamed to have such a friend. "Yes, Spider Sister's saliva can detoxify."
The girls were relieved, but they still tried to keep a distance from Spider Sister.
After playing and laughing, they returned home. The middle-aged old people had prepared a meal, and after eating, they rested and spent a peaceful night.
We set off early the next morning, and things were very peaceful for a few days. Little Lebao counted on his fat fingers every day. His father said that he would count one finger at dawn from dusk to dawn. After counting on one little hand, he would count two little fingers, and then he could ask his mother for a hug and a kiss.
The little guy wished that day would come and go in the blink of an eye, and blamed himself for eating too much. He had too many little fingers on his fat hands and could never count them all.
I looked up with my innocent little face and asked daddy, "Daddy, ahhhh?" Can I have fewer little fingers?
Dad said indifferently, "No." It doesn't matter whether you understand or not.
The little guy was depressed.
Everyone watched him in silence as he struggled with his chubby face pouting into a ball, which was quite amusing.
On the day his sentence ended, little Lebao flew into his mother's arms, hugged his mother's neck and refused to let go, pouting his little mouth and smearing saliva on his mother's face.
Lan Shiruo also wanted the soft and chubby little body, so she hugged the little butt and patted it, and nibbled the little cheeks. The mother and son were so affectionate that their father was jealous.
The friends sighed, saying that punishing the child is also punishing the mother.
After about half a month, I saw the gate of Y City.
But they arrived at the wrong time. It was dark and the gate was closed. Many people like them had to sleep outside the gate.
We had to sleep outdoors at various times along the way, and the large team was used to it. Everyone was doing their own work and had already started cooking.
There weren't many people as relaxed and carefree as my friend. Most of them had come to Y City with their families, having traveled for ten days or half a month. They were all hungry and munched on dry bread and biscuits. When they smelled the delicious food, their eyes widened and they wanted to rush over to grab it.
It’s just that the safe zone stipulates that fighting is not allowed outside the city. If the smell of blood attracts some mutant species or corpses, who will be responsible?
So, even though he was extremely greedy, he didn't dare to use violence.
A young couple came over with their five or six-year-old son. The three of them were all disheveled and dirty, and a sour smell could be smelled from a distance.
The three of them were all fine, much better off than the Ruan family members back then. They weren't starving to the point of being skin and bones, and a bit of color could be seen on their dark faces. When they saw food, their eyes lit up green.
"Gudong"
The sound of them swallowing was especially clear in the quiet evening. They didn't seem embarrassed, their wide grins revealing their yellow teeth. In the apocalypse, many people were like this. With no water or food, they couldn't even fill their stomachs. Who could maintain proper personal hygiene?
"My son hasn't eaten for several days. I want to ask you for some food. It doesn't have to be too much, just enough to fill his stomach. We can't let our children suffer, right? We as parents don't have any other options, so we can only beg you for help."
He has no ability, but comes to beg for alms, and actually expresses a sense of pride. Is he so proud that he can't bear to lose face?
(End of this chapter)
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