Zhang Xiaoqiang called out to Yuan Yi. He got Yang Ke-er to unload a dozen bags of rice from the truck, and then placed them in the Hummer before saying to Yuan Yi, "Hand them over to Old Frank, and tell him that it doesn't matter if he wants to raise them as daughters or wives, it's up to him. He has to treat them well, and tell him that I, Cockroach, told him to do so!"
Yuan Yi nodded, and drove towards the chicken farm.
Seeing the Hummer disappear into the distance, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, this was the most he could do. At least he could tell that Old Frank was a practical person, and even though he had a wooden personality, he wasn't a bad person at heart. Following him would at least be better than those women who worked in public, and giving them some food and rice before he left would be a good thing to them.
Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaoqiang tossed those messy thoughts out of his head, and turned to the truck excitedly, "Unload the goods!"
"Ai … Ai …" Yang Ke-er let out a long moan, as she sat on the ground like a noodle, looking at the goods in front of her with a mournful face.
Even Susie, who had a calm expression the entire time, felt like crying when she saw those things.
Susie was preparing dinner, while Yang Ke-er was playing Plants vs Zombies 3 excitedly, her mouth muttering something. Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the bed, and Yuan Yi was giving Zhang Xiaoqiang a massage. Following the changes in Yuan Yi's strength, Zhang Xiaoqiang would groan in pain, "Be gentler … Ai, right here … More important … F * ck, it hurts …" Following Zhang Xiaoqiang's screams, Yuan Yi appeared to be in more pain than Zhang Xiaoqiang, as she didn't know how to massage Zhang Xiaoqiang until he was satisfied, her forehead dripping with sweat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was very depressed. He thought he could slack off with Yang Ke-er as a crane, but he kept giving orders, and Yang Ke-er didn't know what to do. Originally, she was going to throw a bag of clothes down, but under Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders, she casually threw a bag of fifty kilograms of rice to Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was waiting for him. At that time, Zhang Xiaoqiang was waiting calmly for the bag that Yang Ke-er had thrown down, and when he saw that the bag looked like a bag of rice, he was shocked.
Now, as Zhang Xiaoqiang was enjoying Yuan Yi's massage, he was cursing Yang Ke-er in his heart for being so arrogant. Yuan Yi was very close, and Zhang Xiaoqiang could smell the fragrance coming from her body, and his heart skipped a beat.
What he said to Yuan Yi in the afternoon wasn't nonsense, he had never been able to understand Yuan Yi's thoughts. Of course, other than Yang Ke-er, that innocent girl, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't understand the thoughts of any other woman, including Susie.
Although Susie gave him a good impression at the beginning, after interacting with her, he found that some of Susie's actions were very confusing, especially in the morning when he asked the women to run away, and Susie was the first to run without saying a word, even faster than the two little sisters.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Susie running away so fast, although he didn't mind it on the surface, there was a knot in his heart. Even if Susie showed a little hesitation, Zhang Xiaoqiang would feel much better. Of course, these things could only be thought in his mind, and couldn't be said out loud. In the end, Susie only ran away after hearing his orders, and Yuan Yi didn't listen to his orders and insisted on staying, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a little touched. Although he had always been cold to Yuan Yi, he wasn't someone who didn't know what was good for him.
"You already have the ability to live in this world, and you can live better than most men, why … are you not willing to leave?
Haven't you always felt depressed about your current life? "
This sentence turned over in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind a few times, and he finally said it out. He didn't know how he would treat Yuan Yi in the future, and the fact that Yuan Yi was taller than him was a thorn in his heart. His previous experience made him deeply disgusted with all women who were taller than him, even if it was Yuan Yi who was willing to stay and die with him, it wouldn't change.
When Yuan Yi heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's question, she paused for a moment, and then continued to massage him. That euphemistic and clear Mandarin sounded in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears.
"Me?
I don't know, I just feel scared, so scared, even more scared than when I was fed to those things in the past.
I don't know, and I don't want to know how I'm going to live alone! "
Yuan Yi paused for a moment, but Zhang Xiaoqiang could feel Yuan Yi's hand slowly increasing its strength.
"It's like a dream, and suddenly everything changed. I hid in that warehouse, and saw that dead man lying there. Every time the morning light shone through the glass, I would look at that corpse, and I would think, 'Yuan Yi, when will you end up like him?' I was scared, so I ran away.
When I was with Brother Long and that group of bastards, I first felt hatred, but after the hatred, I was still afraid. I wanted to die, but I couldn't! "
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a few drops of warm water dripping on his back. He did not say anything, nor did he remind Yuan Yi. He just quietly felt the tears on his back slowly turning cold. He did not comfort her, nor would he do that. In this world of despair, one could only rely on oneself. He just laid down and listened to Yuan Yi's narration. Yuan Yi's narration was disorderly, as if she had been repressed for a long time. When she finished, she felt her heart lighten up, and her heart relaxed a lot. She had not felt so relaxed since the apocalypse.
Yuan Yi was very grateful to Zhang Xiaoqiang, thanking him for patiently listening to her narration. To be able to speak out all the repressed feelings in her heart, in this world of despair, was a luxury. She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, wanting to thank him, but she saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang's head was tilted to one side in deep sleep. Looking at him, it was obvious that he had slept for a long time. Yuan Yi gently picked up the blanket and covered him. Looking at the usually stern face Zhang Xiaoqiang was now sleeping like a child, her lips slightly curled up, and she quietly walked out.
It was another day, Zhang Xiaoqiang got out of bed and dressed. He had completely forgotten about Yuan Yi's narration from yesterday. The only thing he remembered was that Yang Ke-er used a bag of rice to almost break his waist. Towards Yang Ke-er, Zhang Xiaoqiang could not do anything to her. She was a shameless brat, and had probably forgotten everything by now. Furthermore, she knew of his innate talent, and was not worried about his recovery.
Walking to the small courtyard, the sky in front of him was misty, with the white of the sun chasing away the lingering shadows of the night. It was just that the dawn of the apocalypse was cold and cheerless, without the singing of birds, without the hustle and bustle of humans, everywhere was deathly silent.
The Hummer stopped in front of the chicken farm. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not alight, but pressed on the horn a few times. Not long after, Old Frank appeared with the keys and opened the metal gates. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and nodded his head.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that Old Frank was the gatekeeper, he got out of the car. He walked to Old Frank and sized him up. Old Frank had cleaned himself up well, his clothes had been washed and some of the holes had been stitched up. His messy hair was also neatly arranged, making him look younger by a few years.
"Haha, not bad!
You look much younger after tidying yourself up! "
Zhang Xiaoqiang teased Old Frank, causing Old Frank's face to turn red after hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's words. He said slowly: "Yesterday, you asked someone to send a little sister over to tidy me up!"
"Haha!" Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed out loud: "You have to treat her well!
You are considered an old cow eating young grass, ah! "
When Old Frank heard Zhang Xiaoqiang saying that he was an old cow eating young grass, he became anxious.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, I … .I am only 28 this year!"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang heard that Old Frank was only 28, he was shocked. He looked at Old Frank's face that seemed to have been through the vicissitudes of life. Honestly speaking, Old Frank's brows had a hint of youthfulness to them. It was just that Old Frank's face was too old, and he looked like an old man.
"How are those two sisters?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the flushed Old Frank and asked. After all, he was the one who brought them over, and he could not allow others to bully them.
"Alright, alright, I treat them as little sisters. With the rations that Zhang Xiaoqiang sent and mine, I will be able to eat my fill!"
Speaking of the sisters, Old Frank's eyes turned into slits, his face filled with happiness. It seemed like he was happy to have a family again.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was not interested in whether Old Frank treated them as little sisters or something else. He nodded to Old Frank to indicate that he understood and sat in the Hummer.