Chapter 1 Grass
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"My grass! My grass!"
There were cries and shouts one after another, mixed with singing, just like a funeral scene.
Liu Qingqing's eyelids were heavy, and she struggled to keep them open, but she could only see the faint light shining through the cloth in front of her eyes.
She raised her hand to remove the thing blocking her vision and sat up.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment, followed by a deafening cry: "Zombie!!!"
Liu Qingqing blinked her eyes, and only after adjusting to the dazzling light could she see the situation around her clearly - the crowd lying on the ground and running away, the dark and flaming charcoal brazier that was kicked away next to her, the wooden board placed in the open air in the yard under her, and the yellowed white cloth covering her body.
Liu Qingqing: ...
It's really a funeral.
Give her a funeral???
The shock made her dizzy again.
Is the hospital so bad? They're going to throw her out when they can't even get her alive or dead?
He rubbed the back of his head with his hand, bared his teeth and made a "hiss~" sound.
This is a wound on the head.
Some people nearby who didn't believe in ghosts and gods stopped to observe, "It shouldn't be a zombie."
Upon hearing this, a few other people tentatively moved forward.
"grass?"
Liu Qingqing responded with a "hmm" reflexively.
Hearing her voice, a woman who had run a long way away came running back and shouted from a distance: "Cao'er, you are not dead?"
She was familiar with this voice; it was the woman who had just sang and cried.
Who is Cao? It seems that he is calling himself "豕". This name is really ugly and always feels like an insult.
Liu Qingqing couldn't figure out what was going on at the moment and just shook her head slightly, which made her head hurt even more.
When she saw her shaking her head, the woman's face lit up with joy.
He quickly went over and helped her up, while lifting the white sheet he shouted, "The Song family is so immoral. My daughter is not dead but they insist on saying she is. They are going to bury her alive. Oh my God, please strike down these heartless people with thunder!" He started singing again.
The faces of the Song family members who were named nearby were not very happy.
Instead, a young wife next to him spoke up: "Auntie, why don't we ask Doctor Wang to take a look first?"
The woman rolled her eyes and ignored her, then ordered the strong man next to her: "Boss, boss, go and call them over."
Then he turned back and said, "My dear, you have such a miserable life..."
Liu Qingqing: ...
If it weren't for the headache, she really wanted to hold her forehead. This guy must be the one who played the role of the new Legend of White Snake.
Several people came up and helped Liu Qingqing get up from the wooden board.
I went into the inner room dazed and changed my place to lie on another wooden bed.
Well, the conditions are much better this time. At least there is plenty of space under me and bedding.
"Fuck, what's wrong? Can you breathe? Does it still hurt? You damned bastard, tell me, did the Song family bully you? What the hell are you doing? Ugh, what are you doing? If you've been wronged, tell me quickly and I'll take care of it. Now, tell me, if his family bullies you, I'll tear them apart."
The woman kept chattering, and at first she was just asking about the other person's well-being, but as she spoke the topic changed.
Liu Qingqing just felt a buzzing sensation and her mind was in a mess.
She waved her hand to interrupt: "I have a headache, Mom, please let me rest for a while."
She had been observing the surroundings since she had just left the yard.
He remained silent and didn't say anything.
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