Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

"Answer it properly. This is very important." Lin Zheng moved his fingers again and pinched it lightly. "Does it really not hurt?"

Jingzhi paused and asked softly: "...Doctor Lin, you haven't had breakfast yet, right?"

The ambiguous atmosphere was suddenly shattered by her words, which were not sure whether they were a provocation or a simple greeting.

Lin Zheng closed his eyes and said, "If you don't eat breakfast, I still have the strength to pinch you."

How come this girl is so heroic?

Afraid that she would say something to spoil the mood again, Lin Zheng really pinched her hard this time.

"Does it hurt?"

Jingzhi: "...It's just so-so."

Lin Zheng: ...Tsk, thank goodness he’s not her father.

"Stop playing around." Lin Zheng frowned slightly, "Tell me honestly whether it hurts or not."

Jingzhi opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at him, afraid that he couldn't see the sincerity in her eyes. "It's really okay. I can only say that the pain is not obvious. I didn't play."

"Or... could you use a little more force?" she added.

Lin Zheng tilted his head slightly and looked at the back of her neck.

The skin around the wound had been twisted red by him, and this was just normal?

It seems that the glutinous rice has not been marinated enough.

Lin Zheng took a step back and sat back on the stool.

She wiped her hands with a tissue and said, "Don't pinch it anymore. The neck is no different from other parts of the body. It's okay if you feel a little pain. Keep soaking until you feel obvious pain. You're almost healed."

He raised his hand to push away a few small snakes and tested the water temperature.

Then he shouted outside, "A Bing, boil another pot of glutinous rice water and put it by the bathroom door. I'll get it myself later."

No one answered outside.

"This A Bing." Lin Zheng murmured in a low voice, frowned and called out again.

This time someone finally responded.

"understood."

Ah Bing responded loudly to Lin Zheng, then said softly to the young couple in front of him with a bitter face:

"Brother Xia, can I not gamble? If the boss finds out, he'll kick me out."

Xia Youren leaned sideways on the counter, tapping the surface lightly with two fingers, and raised his chin towards Azhi. "It's just a bet that Jing Zhixi doesn't like your boss. Besides, it was Azhi who brought it up first, so what are you afraid of?"

A Bing's eyes wandered between the two men, and he touched his empty pockets. "Can I not gamble? I want to save money to marry a wife."

"Shh..." Xia Youren still leaned sideways in the same posture, his eyes seemed sarcastic, and hinted at dejection, "You don't need to save money."

"Doesn't my future father-in-law always threaten me that he'll pass the pharmacy on to you? If that's the case, then Azhi could be your wife."

"What are you talking about!" Azhi bumped his arm and scolded him in a low voice.

Seeing the anger in her eyes, Xia Youren laughed dryly, put his arm around her shoulders and patted her gently, "I was just joking. It's your dad's fault for always saying that. I like what I do, and... I get jealous too."

"Then you should work hard and show your sincerity." Ah Zhi held her face in her hands, her eyes slanting behind the beaded curtain. "I know my father is doing this for my own good. He's worried that I'll suffer after marrying him. After all, your job requires you to travel all over the place, and you're away from home all year round. In his eyes, it's not a stable career."

Xia Youren fell silent for a rare moment.

Azhi didn't want to push him too much.

She knew that Arenzhi was not a doctor.

"lets change a topic."

Looking at A Bing who was putting a small pot on the stove, she tapped Xia Youren's arm, pointed upstairs, and whispered in his ear:

"Let's go upstairs and talk for a while. Don't disturb my dad and the others. A Bing is watching here."

"I..." Xia Youren looked upstairs, then looked at her, pursed his lips, and finally picked up his camera and stood up.

He leaned over and pecked her cheek, which was tinged with pink. Then he straightened up and patted her shoulder reluctantly. "I have to go to the news department again, so I won't be going up today."

Having said that, he turned around resolutely and walked out of the store.

Ah Zhi touched her still wet face and let out a very light sigh.

She turned around and walked to the counter, took out the traditional Chinese medicine case her father gave her and began to study it.

Only when both of them have made it big, her father will be able to rest assured, right?

"Squeak... squeak..."

The old wooden boards of the stairs creaked softly.

When Azhi looked up and her eyes met Xiaoyu's, a chill ran down her spine and she couldn't help but shiver.

This child's eyes are so strange, the red spot deep in the pupils is chilling.

Moreover, his skin was unusually white, like a lifeless doll.

"Why... did you come down here?" Azhi's voice was trembling a little, and she tried to calm herself down.

She remembered the talisman her father had put on Xiaoyu last night. She thought it would make him behave better after waking up, but now it seemed that it had no effect.

Xiaoyu didn't answer her.

He just stood there quietly, staring at Azhi with those weird eyes.

His lips were slightly pursed and his nose moved slightly, as if he was sniffing the air.

The air was filled with the scent of Chinese medicine, sandalwood, a mixed crowd, and the smell of glutinous rice that repelled him.

And... the smell of those two people.

This feels quite like a charity cemetery.

Xiaoyu retracted a little of the vigilance in her eyes and suddenly turned her gaze to the back of the house, "I'm looking for my mother."

Azhi: “Huh?”

Mother, who?

Sister Jingzhi?

This child looks to be seven or eight years old, and Sister Jingzhi doesn’t look like someone who has given birth to a child, right?

Ah Zhi was surprised when she saw Xiaoyu running down the stairs and heading straight to the back room.

Ah Zhi swallowed her saliva, lowered her footsteps, and followed him stealthily...

……

Hearing the voices in the bathroom, Xiaoyu stopped knocking on the door.

There is Daddy's voice.

But he doesn't want to see his father now.

Over the past hundred years, his humanity has grown stronger. Xiaoyu finally couldn't control her longing for Jingzhi and knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

A very polite way of knocking.

Lin Zheng didn't suspect anything and thought it was Ah Zhi, so he walked over to open the door.

When I opened the door, I saw nothing in front of me.

I thought Azhi was still childish and was just playing around.

Suddenly, there was a thumping sound on my waist.

Looking down, he saw the little zombie wearing the modern grey hoodie he had changed into last night. He was now puffing up his face, frowning his sparse eyebrows, and pounding his waist with his little fists.

This zombie can walk, run, and talk. With Lin Zheng's current level of cultivation, he is completely unable to fathom its strength.

If he really wanted to hurt Lin Zheng, he wouldn't have to hit him, but could have just bitten him. Lin Zheng might have died faster.

It can be seen that he was just venting his anger.

Lin Zheng was a little at a loss and looked back at Jingzhi in the bathtub.

But the expression on Jingzhi's face was even more confused than his.

Xiaoyu naturally saw it too. His mouth pursed and his little fist slightly deviated from its direction.

"Boom".

Lin Zheng's face changed. He covered his hips with his hands and slowly squatted to the ground, unable to get up for a while.

There was a "wow" sound.

Jingzhi sat up from the water, her face full of anxiety. She placed her hand lightly on Lin Zheng's shoulder, wanting to touch him but not daring to. "Doctor Lin, are you okay?"

She looked at Xiaoyu unhappily, "You little zombie, at least have some morals. Is there anything you can attack?"

Xiaoyu had no intention of hurting him, but was suddenly blamed by her. She felt so aggrieved that her tears fell before Lin Zhengxian, who was in great pain.

His little nostrils kept flaring, and his slightly trembling chin looked very pitiful. "I didn't mean to hit him there. I was just careless."

With that little expression on his face, Jingzhi couldn't say anything to him.

With a sigh, she stepped out of the bathtub and helped Lin Zheng, who was curled up with his legs clamped together, to sit on a small stool.

She pointed at Xiaoyu and said, "Since you call me mother, what should I do if I do something wrong?"

"I..." Xiaoyu looked at Jingzhi's serious face, then at Lin Zheng's face covered in cold sweat, and walked to the corner with a guilty conscience.

He stood straight, his hands hanging naturally, close to the side lines of his pants.

Jingzhi turned her head and whispered to Lin Zheng, "He's so good. He went to stand in the corner as soon as I told him to."

"Zhizhi..." Lin Zhenghao had barely recovered. He put three fingers on his forehead and said to her sideways: "Don't come out all the time, otherwise the corpse qi will reach your feet and you'll be finished."

"Oh." Seeing that he could still speak and his expression had softened, she quickly climbed into the bathtub and lay down again.

……

Xiaoyu actually felt a little uncomfortable staying in the bathroom.

The air was filled with the positive smell of glutinous rice water, which complemented and counteracted him.

But he...really couldn't bear to go out.

"Hey, was my mother injured by a zombie? Why did she have to soak in glutinous rice water? I didn't hit her."

that whoever?

Lin Zheng was still holding his hip, which was a little aching, and looked at Xiaoyu in confusion.

That who, are you referring to him?

I called him dad last night, and now he has become that person. Zombies are so fickle.

"She was hurt by the new daddy you mentioned."

Seeing Xiaoyu stunned and a look of disbelief gradually appearing in her eyes, he gestured for Jingzhi to turn her head and show Xiaoyu the wound on the back of her neck.

Lin Zheng pointed at the wound and said to Xiaoyu:

"There were so many things going on last night that I didn't have time to refute your statement."

"According to what you said, your new father and bride are innocent, but the fact is, Jingzhi was hurt by your new father."

"You fainted last night and didn't see it. Your new dad injured someone, and that person then bit two more people. Three living people turned into zombies overnight."

"All these things happened because of your new daddy."

"I……"

Xiaoyu had just said a word when Lin Zheng raised his hand to stop her.

"I know what you want to say, but just because you don't harm others doesn't mean they can control their vampire nature and not harm others."

"According to what you said, they will only hurt bad guys, but how can you guarantee that those bad guys won't hurt more good people after they turn into zombies?"

Although Xiaoyu can speak, she has never been to school and hasn't spoken for a long time. Her mind was confused and she kept saying "but" and "but" for a long time before she could only squeeze out one sentence:

"But none of these things happened, you were just assuming!"

Lin Zheng pinched the wet corner of his clothes and squeezed out some water. Then he slowly and logically refuted him: "Then tell me, what is the probability of what I said happening?"

"Also, is Jingzhi, the mother you mentioned, a bad person? She was hurt by your new father, so how do you explain that?"

What else can I say.

Xiaoyu was speechless.

In the eyes of these zombies, Jingzhi was like the delicious piece of braised pork in the eyes of starving ghosts. Even before he was cursed, he could hardly resist her attraction.

The two, one big and one small, stared at each other, neither of them could convince the other, and they fell into silence.

Xiaoyu pinched her sleeves, turned her face away from the door, and looked stubborn.

Lin Zheng exhaled and turned back to confirm with Jingzhi.

Seeing that she was lying well, he stood up and walked towards the door, "I'm going to change my clothes."

……

The man and the corpse remained in a stalemate until night.

During this period, Lin Zheng came in many times to help her change the water and add glutinous rice.

Xiaoyu was either looking around or lowering her head and biting the belt of her clothes, just like a child who was upset with her parents and was unwilling to admit her mistakes.

It was not until after eight o'clock in the evening that Jingzhi took the glutinous rice porridge brought by Lin Zheng and drank it slowly.

Xiaoyu's eyelids kept fluttering upwards, and she kept looking towards them.

Jingzhi didn't say anything, but just nudged Lin Zheng next to her with her elbow.

Lin Zheng took a long time to react before looking up at Xiaoyu.

"Are you...hungry?"

"Shall I light some incense for you?"

Xiaoyu lowered her long eyelashes, as if she was thinking.

After a few seconds, he clenched his little paws, as if he had made up his mind, raised his head, and trembled his lips slightly:

"Can I...can I have two tomatoes? No, one will be fine."

Jingzhi frowned slightly. She was originally feeling a little sad, but was suddenly overwhelmed by Jintong's sudden howl.

[Wow, so pitiful! How disappointed must he be to say he's only going to eat one! !]

【Jingzhi:...What do you mean? 】

Jin Tong wiped his tears and snorted softly, "You figure it out yourself."

In the past, whenever Xiaoyu wanted to eat a tomato, Lin Jiu and Jingzhi would hand it to him. Now, he only dares to ask for one timidly.

Jintong secretly sighed in his heart, thinking how afraid Xiaoyu was of losing them again, so he didn't dare to ask for too much, for fear that the two of them who had lost their memory would drive him out again.

……