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As expected of someone who works regularly.
His hand strength was so great that she envied him.
If she had that much strength, she would probably be able to pin Duan Xiaolin down and not give him any chance to bully her every day.
"What's your name? My name is Pei Xiqing, nice to meet you." Pei Xiqing said with a smile.
Ma Mengxiang murmured, "Pei Xiqing...it's a nice name. My name is Ma Mengxiang. You can call me Mengxiang or Xiaoma. Everyone in the village calls me that."
"Okay, Mengxiang, were you the one who brought us food and fruit last time?"
"It's not me, it's my cousin. She hasn't come yet." Ma Mengxiang said: "But she will be here soon. She likes to dawdle."
Then he added, "However, I sent you some firewood these days. Did you see it? It's all cut from the mountains. It can make a very big fire, which is definitely enough for cooking."
"I see. Thank you and everyone for your care these days." Pei Xiqing took a piece of cake and said, "I don't have any valuable gifts to give you. This is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you don't dislike it."
Ma Mengxiang took it and felt that the cake in her hand was soft and sticky. The shape was not very good-looking, but it smelled fragrant.
She immediately said, "I don't mind. You are the first one in our village who gave you a gift after being rescued."
As he spoke, he seemed to recall some bad memories, and the corners of his mouth turned down, revealing a bit of disgust: "Let me tell you, there were people rescued in our village a while ago. Those guys just wanted to occupy this place, not to mention giving us any gifts. It was hard for them to stay and chop firewood for us. Fortunately, we didn't expect them to do anything."
"Is that so..."
"Yeah." Ma Mengxiang took a bite of the pastry. "It's a good thing those people were driven away. We don't know what's going on out there. Anyway, the people who came back said there were a lot of zombies and monsters, the kind that eat people like in novels and stories."
"That's right."
"It was scary, luckily we didn't go out."
Pei Xiqing looked around.
The village is surrounded by high mountains, with rocks and mountains tightly connected layer by layer, like an isolated island.
It is airtight and adjacent to mountains and rivers.
Maybe this is one of the reasons why they can isolate themselves from the world.
Pei Xiqing could even see countless coffins hanging in the air on the surrounding mountains, as if it were some kind of funeral ceremony.
Ma Mengxiang explained: "That is the ancestral tomb of the people in our village. After the death of our villagers, they will be buried there."
The villagers clasped their hands together, facing the hanging coffins with a pious expression. "It must be our ancestors who protected us and prevented us from being attacked by those monsters. It must be the spirits of our ancestors who are protecting us. As long as we don't leave here, we won't be discovered by the zombies and won't be bitten to death."
Many people echoed this.
I bowed towards that side.
Since it is the place where the ancestors are buried, even if the facts are not as they say, we should still show the purest respect.
Pei Xiqing heard the man beside her laugh.
She turned around and asked, "What are you doing?"
What are you laughing at?
Duan Xiaolin narrowed his eyes, "Guess?"
"I won't guess, just tell me."
Duan Xiaolin's sleeves were a little messy when she pulled him. He said slowly, "Is it possible that this place hasn't been infected by zombies because there are things here that are more terrifying than zombies?"
Pei Xiqing: "Telling ghost stories is boring."
The man put his arm around her shoulders: "It's just a joke."
The place he chose would definitely not be so dangerous.
I must be sure before I take her to stay.
Pei Xiqing breathed a sigh of relief, "How annoying."
"Maybe it's really because of the terrain here." The man's words were intriguing. "Do you want to live here?"
"Yes." Pei Xiqing said, "It's so beautiful here."
Even though it couldn't compare to the beautiful scenery she had seen before she transmigrated into the book, such a place was extremely rare in the apocalypse.
She couldn't bear to leave like this and wanted to stay a little longer.
The villagers immediately said, "Okay, it doesn't matter how long you stay! Brother Duan is our savior. No matter what you ask for, we can satisfy you."
Ma Mengxiang stumbled over her question, "Um...what is the world outside like? I'm actually quite curious. Also...Brother Duan and Sister Pei, what do you do in the outside world?"
Pei Xiqing raised her eyes, as if asking the man: You didn't reveal it?
Duan Xiaolin shook his head imperceptibly.
Pei Xiqing: "We are just ordinary people doing business. It's an accident that we came here."
"He's doing business... There are people in the village who are doing business outside, but he hasn't come back for a long time. I don't know if he's dead. What a pity." Ma Mengxiang lowered her head.
"Mengxiang, what are you doing here?" Someone suddenly called her from behind.
Ma Mengxiang turned around and glared, "Cousin, you're finally here. Haven't you always been thinking about asking Brother Duan to come? You're still late... you..."
She looked at Ma Mengjia and didn't continue speaking for a while.
Ma Mengjia was wearing her favorite red dress, her skin looked several shades brighter, and she came over with a smile.
When he saw Duan Xiaolin, he immediately took two steps forward, feeling a little embarrassed, and his fingers kept pinching the basket in his hand.
"Duan...Brother Duan...you're here. I thought...you wouldn't come. I've been waiting for you for a long time, and now you're finally here."
"I prepared a lot of delicious food for you, specially made... I didn't expect you to actually come."
"Didn't you say you had something else to do? You said before that you wouldn't come."
The man said, "My wife wants to come and see me."
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Ma Mengjia turned her head and saw the woman next to him greeting her with a smile, her face a little stiff.
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, her beauty tinged with cunning. "Hello."
Ma Mengjia: "So you are Brother Duan's...wife."
"It's me." She praised, "You're pretty."
Ma Mengjia subconsciously touched her face, blushing slightly: "No..."
The moment Pei Xiqing looked at her, he saw something in her eyes - shame, disappointment, and not-so-pure desire.
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