The Ancient Growth Diary of a Little Zombie

Huo Yunting's reaction scared Yun Yi.

He moved closer and asked again loudly:

"Master, are you alright?"

Huo Yunting nodded, and replied loudly as if he had suddenly realized something:

"No!

I don’t have any bamboo here.”

After saying that, he no longer cared about Yun Yi's reaction, but turned around and faced the little zombie.

The dull gaze just now gradually turned into a burning one.

This thing called "Egg in Hand" is really awesome!

Huo Yunting leaned over, put his dark face in front of the corpse and shouted loudly:

"Is there an egg in my hand?"

The little zombie looked as if nothing had happened.

But his behavior was the same as Huo Yunting's. His two round eyes were full of doubt as he loudly replied:

"what?

You said you don’t eat?”

If you don’t want to eat it, then don’t eat it. Why tell yourself?

Neuropathy!

Shisi was very nervous now, but she was in no mood to care whether he ate or not.

He glanced around guiltily, thinking that if nothing unexpected happened, he would be in trouble again...

Huo Yunting didn't hear clearly and wanted to say something else.

He saw two figures rushing towards him, and he was so scared that he took two steps back unconsciously.

It turned out to be Sang Jiale's last cry, which was heard by Wang and Little Wang who had walked not far away.

As soon as I rushed back, I was stunned by the strange scene. It was only now that I came to my senses.

The two men each held the little zombie tightly in the middle, like a sandwich.

The corpse was not greeted with the familiar sounds of beating and scolding, but only with the silent tears of his grandmother and mother, and their trembling bodies clinging to him.

Shishi fell silent.

What should I do? This time, the mistake I made seems to be more serious than before...

Yun, who was standing by, saw the three of them like this.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his arms and walked towards Huo Yunting.

Before he could get close, Huo Yunting kicked him away.

After kicking him, he cursed at the top of his voice:

"are you crazy!"

The crowd watching also came to their senses and saw the two people in this state.

The scene became noisy for a while.

Some people came to ask about my health, some ran to find a doctor...

After the three people were carried back and examined by Doctor Sang.

Doctor Sang shook his head.

He hadn't even uttered a single word, but the mere act of shaking his head frightened the crowd of onlookers.

When everyone's heart sank again and again, Doctor Sang spoke slowly:

"These two are deaf..."

"what?"

"what!"

......

Doctor Sang was interrupted by the crowd's exclamations halfway through his words.

He waved his hands unhappily and scolded:

“Oh shit!

I haven’t finished speaking yet!

They are deaf, but they should be able to recover in a few days."

After hearing this, everyone's expressions relaxed a lot.

Only Sang Tiezhu still looked troubled. He pointed at Sang Tiezi who was still lying there and asked:

"Then what happened to my brother?"

Doctor Sang rolled his eyes speechlessly, and said with some regret:

"What else can it be?

I fainted from crying!"

I really don’t know how such a weirdo like him came into being in their Sangjia Village.

You cry all day long, you're not even as good as a woman!

Sander found that no one was seriously injured, so he took the villagers to clean up the ruins of the school.

When the old Sang family saw Huo Yunting like this, they thought that the four Yuns were all rough men and did not look like they would be able to take care of a patient.

So he left Huo Yunting behind and prepared to take care of the little zombie together.

But his treatment was much better than Yun Yi's at Old Sang's house.

The boys' room was left to him.

The five boys built a large bed with wooden boards in the woodshed that had been repaired earlier.

Fortunately, it is winter now and it is warmer to squeeze together.

In this way, people with hearing loss, each one more deaf than the other, gathered under the same roof.

From time to time, the sound of two people's loud and irrelevant conversations could be heard from Old Sang's house.

The other people in the family were also confused.

Mr. Huo chases Xiao Ba all day long, asking for the egg in his hand.

What kind of egg is this egg in your hand?

This state lasted until the morning of the third day.

Sisi hasn't had a good time these past two days!

Not getting beaten again.

But it's more terrifying than being beaten.

The corpse was brutally tortured.

The whole family completely ignored Shishi except for taking care of his food, drink and medicine.

There is not much work to do in winter, so everyone gets up late.

This morning, when the people of Old Sang's family got up and arrived in the yard, they saw a small figure in a pink jacket kneeling upright in the middle of the yard.

When I got closer, I saw, wow!

There are a few sticks on his back!

When Shishi saw someone coming out, she immediately straightened her back, as if she was afraid that others couldn't see her.

The first few people who arrived looked at each other, not understanding what she was doing.

But they all tacitly kept silent.

Her mother and grandmother should educate her, and people like them should not make trouble.

Seeing that they still ignored her, Shisi felt disappointed.

Just at this moment, Wang and Little Wang also came over one after another.

Shi Shi's eyes, which had just dimmed, began to sparkle again.

He knelt a few steps towards the two of them, his face pitiful, and cried out in a mournful voice:

"Milk~

Mother~

This time I really know I was wrong!"

The two men stopped in their tracks when they saw this.

Xiao Wang looked at her daughter with a slight movement of her eyes, but she still hardened her heart and turned her head away.

Wang glanced at the corpse casually, then lowered her eyes and continued walking towards the main hall without saying a word.

When everyone saw Wang leave, they looked at the corpse with regret and followed her.

As soon as everyone left, the tears that Shishi had been holding back finally rolled down from her eyes.

Since returning from that day, Shi never tried to get away with it by acting cute and obedient like he did before.

Because this was the first time that Shishi truly realized his mistakes.

I realized this from the miserable appearance of my family members that day, their blood-stained hands, my father who had fainted from crying, the hot tears that fell on me, and their trembling bodies.

What made Shisi most helpless was that this time he really knew he was wrong, but no one told him what to do.

The corpse thought, maybe this time he really has to leave this village...

Shi Shi was thinking sadly when suddenly a small figure appeared beside him.

When Sang Jiale arrived, he saw his eighth sister kneeling in the yard, secretly wiping away tears.

His grandmother said that he couldn't play with his eighth sister these days, but he hesitated for a moment and still walked forward.

Click.

Kneeling beside the corpse.

Sang Jiale shivered in the cold wind, his little mouth tightly pursed.

I thought, as long as I don’t talk to Eighth Sister, I won’t be ignoring her, right?

As I thought about this, my eyes sparkled.

Sang Jiale is indeed the smartest man!

Corpse:

Oops! The body feels warm again!

Sang Jiale, who had just woken up, felt that it was particularly cold this morning and knelt for only a while.

The little body trembled and leaned unconsciously towards his eighth sister. As he leaned, he was suddenly poked by something on the side of his waist.