Song Zhenping, who was drunk, woke up the next morning, clutching his head.
"Ah! What's wrong with me? My head hurts so much, and my throat hurts too. Yun'er, Xiao An, where are you?"
Looking at the bright window and then at himself still lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), Song Zhenping was immediately horrified. He had never slept at dawn before.
Hearing a noise inside, the curtain was suddenly lifted, and a round cotton ball bounced in.
Black Gold pounced on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), baring its teeth and making loud squeaking noises at Song Zhenping.
Song Zhenping had always been afraid of Black Gold's ugly face. When it snarled at him, he quickly pulled the blanket over himself, shouting repeatedly, "Go away, go away!"
Seeing that Song Zhenping had no interest in him, Hei Jin stopped trying to scare him, jumped off the kang (a heated brick bed), and dashed out the door in the blink of an eye.
A moment later, Xiao An and Song Liyun entered the room one after the other.
Xiao An carried a bowl of slightly warm sour soup, her face filled with anxiety: "Brother, soup."
Yesterday, after Song Zhenping came back, she cried and talked, and then fell asleep when she was tired.
He couldn't be woken up no matter how much they called him, which terrified him.
If Song Liyun hadn't repeatedly assured him that everything would be alright, Xiao An, who had never been separated from his brother's protection, wouldn't know how he would have gotten through that night.
Song Zhenping's throat was dry and sore, so he took the bowl and gulped it down in one go, and immediately felt much better.
After putting down the bowl, Xiao An took off her shoes, climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and then untied his hair and pressed it to the top of his head.
"Xiao An, how did you know to press my head down?"
While talking to Xiao An, Song Zhenping glanced at Song Liyun: "My sister's complexion seems off today."
Song Liyun patted Hei Jin's head: "Hei Jin, take Xiao An outside. There are potatoes roasting in the stove. You two can eat them."
Upon hearing that there was food, Hei Jin chuckled, jumped onto the kang (a heated brick bed), picked up Xiao An, who was still reluctant to leave, and rushed out the door.
"Yun'er, what's wrong with me?" Song Zhenping scratched his neck, looking bewildered.
"You don't remember anything?" Song Liyun frowned. He'd blacked out!
Song Zhenping pressed his forehead and tried hard to recall: "I think I drank alcohol! With Brother Xue."
After saying that, he glanced at Song Liyun again, and hesitated before saying, "It seems like he said something else!"
Song Liyun pursed her lips and sighed, "Brother, don't get drunk outside anymore."
Song Zhenping nodded vigorously, then suddenly realized that he had said something he shouldn't have.
Thinking of Yun'er's treasure pouch and how to make acorn flour, his face turned ashen: "Yun'er, did I say something? What did I say? I... I don't think I said anything."
He slapped his head hard, trying to figure out what he had said when he was drunk. His second uncle would always argue all night when he was drunk, so he must have argued too.
But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember.
Song Liyun only meant to scare him a little, but she didn't expect it to cause any harm. She quickly grabbed his arm and said, "You didn't say anything, you only said that we used to live in Qingping Town."
"Really." Song Zhenping calmed down and looked at Song Liyun with a hopeful expression, wanting to confirm that he hadn't caused any trouble.
Song Liyun nodded.
Yesterday, Song Zhenping got drunk and kept crying on the way home. He was also restless when he got back.
She kept talking to Xiao An, saying that she was finally living a good life and would take good care of her younger siblings so that her parents could rest in peace.
Xiao An cried when she heard those words, and her eyes stung with tears.
She had heard these words before; they were her parents' last wishes to her when they passed away: that she should live well so that they could rest in peace in the afterlife.
With Han Dashan and Jin Sanzhong's testimonies from last night, Song Liyun no longer needed to question Song Zhenping about whether he had said anything wrong or what Xue Zhuang's purpose was in getting him drunk.
But Han Ming's sudden defection last night served as a reminder to her.
Song Liyun thought about it all night and began to seriously consider her future path.
In the apocalypse, she hoped to find a quiet, peaceful place where she could live a carefree life, and this place basically met her requirements.
However, there is no absolutely pure land anywhere.
In the apocalypse, you need to protect yourself from beasts as much as possible, while also protecting yourself from people.
We need to be more vigilant against people here, and also against animals.
Human beings are more complex than animals, making it more difficult to guard against them.
Now that I live in a human community, I will encounter more complex and numerous issues.
As life gets better and better, it will definitely attract more covetous eyes, and there will be more and more people like Kim Sam-joong.
Security cannot rely solely on the garrison; distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. Now, home security depends on oneself and the defense of the black gold (security guards). There will always be times when we are careless.
We still need to increase manpower and build our own strength to protect our families.
Although Song Zhenping is now awake, he is still feeling the effects of the shock and has been feeling unwell all day.
Even the slightest movement would cause him a splitting headache, so he could only lie on the kang (a heated brick bed) to rest.
He wasn't bored lying there, with Xiao An and Hei Jin on either side of him, keeping him company every step of the way.
If he wanted water, they would bring it to his mouth; if he wanted food, they would bring it to the kang (heated brick bed). Xiao An would rub his head, and Hei Jin would thoughtfully scratch his back and remove lice.
If Song Zhenping hadn't been sweating profusely, he would have been receiving meticulous care.
The house was filled with a harmonious and loving atmosphere between brothers.
Song Liyun's room was very quiet.
She was sitting cross-legged on the kang (a heated brick bed), with an ordinary light blue suitcase in front of her.
The case looks new, but the wheels are detached and the case is covered with scratches, clearly indicating that it has been through many hardships.
In the morning, she went to Boss Mu's place to deliver acorn tofu. While there, she inquired about things in Suijin Town. After returning, she locked herself in her room and took out this box.
This is the only keepsake left by Song Liyun's parents, and it also represents their hopes and wishes before they passed away.
She opened it once ten years ago, and has rarely opened it since.
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