Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

There are seven days left until the apocalypse.

Zuo Mingmei used every means at his disposal to hoard materials.

Even though Zuo Guangzong doted on him, he only treated him as a child throwing a tantrum and would never hoard more food at home.

He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Or... how about stealing the credit card and going it alone?

No, after a moment's thought, Zuo Mingmei still felt that it was too far-fetched for a seven-year-old child to want to go it alone in the apocalypse.

Even a simple fever or cold could cost him his life.

After much deliberation, Zuo Mingmei hesitantly revealed some information about the apocalypse to the Zuo family.

"What doomsday?"

"How could there be an apocalypse?"

Zuo Guangzong confiscated Zuo Mingmei's cell phone, citing the reason that children shouldn't think such things.

That night, Zuo Mingmei felt he could no longer sit idly by and wait for his death.

They sneaked into Zuo Guangzong's bedroom, intending to steal his cell phone and credit card.

As long as he consumes and hoards goods first, won't he still be in charge of the household after the apocalypse?

Five days before the end of the world.

The old lady died in the middle of the night.

She was in great pain before she died, and kept wailing.

But the Zuo family simply closed the door tightly, put on their headphones, and ignored the old lady's cries for help.

Grandma Chen was actually in the late stages of cancer. However, her kind and filial younger relatives did not tell her the truth and chose conservative treatment, allowing her to recover at home.

In the end, Old Mrs. Chen, who loved Zuo Mingmei the most, died.

He died on a cold night.

When Zuo Guangzong's wife went in to deliver the meal, there was only a cold, stiff body on the bed.

However, the daughter-in-law did not inform the family of the news of Old Mrs. Chen's death immediately.

Instead, they grabbed Old Mrs. Chen's clothes and searched her body thoroughly.

Unable to find it, they searched through Old Mrs. Chen's room thoroughly, but only found about a thousand yuan.

The daughter-in-law curled her lip. "Old man, you're so poor? I must have been blind to believe you had hundreds of thousands."

The second person to learn of Old Lady Chen's death was Zuo Guangzong.

"Honey, you didn't tell anyone else, did you?"

"Honey, I came over as soon as Mom died."

"Alright, you guard the door and don't let anyone else in. Let's see where this old man put the passbook."

Like his wife, Zuo Guangzong did not immediately bury the elderly man.

Instead, they started ransacking Old Mrs. Chen's house.

"Where's the passbook? Where's the passbook?"

After rummaging through drawers and cabinets for a while, all I found was a cookie tin that I couldn't open no matter what I did.

Zuo Guangzong searched every possible place, but he couldn't find a single thing of value.

He was panting heavily, and after going outside, he spat on the door.

"How's your life, boss? How much money did Mom leave you?"

"Pah, don't even mention that old geezer. He died and we still can't rest in peace. He didn't have a single penny on him!"

"I really don't know if her money was stolen or if she never had any to begin with."

A hint of panic flashed in his wife's eyes. Fearing that Zuo Guangzong would suspect her, she quickly changed the subject.

"Honey, what about the funeral? Mom said she wanted a grand funeral before she died. Now that everyone's here, I'm afraid that girl Zuo Qinghe will want a piece of the pie too."

"Funeral? How can you have the nerve to hold a funeral if you don't have money?" Zuo Guangzong said irritably, "Just take 600 yuan back home and buy a plot of land to bury him."

Zuo Yaozu was the third person to know.

He cried to cover his tracks while having his wife search the room.

My wife is a meticulous person; she found the remaining three hundred yuan among some patches.

"Wife, how are you?"

"This old guy always says he has 30 million, and guess what, I found 30 yuan."

"Wife, why is there so little?!"

“I often take care of this old woman, so this bedroom must have been ransacked by someone else, and I noticed that the mooncake box she used to use is gone.”

Zuo Yaozu was shocked. "Could it be that a thief broke into the house?"

The daughter-in-law shook her head. "I think it's more likely the work of someone we know. If it were a thief, they would definitely take some gold, silver, or valuables."

Zuo Yaozu had a plan in mind.

Zuo Mingmei was the last person in the family to know that Old Mrs. Chen had passed away.

To everyone's surprise.

After learning of his grandmother's death, Zuo Mingmei neither wept nor threw a tantrum, and showed no sign of sadness whatsoever.

Did Grandma leave us nothing before she passed away?

In Zuo Mingmei's original memory, the old woman would always be able to take out a sum of money to feed her grandson snacks, and she often said that she had a lot of money, enough for him to buy a house and get married.

However, given how badly the Zuo family had fallen on hard times, Zuo Mingmei didn't believe a word of what Old Mrs. Chen said.

If you have money, why don't you live in a large apartment like Zuo Qinghe?

"without....."

Zuo Guangzong pinched his thigh and immediately changed his words, saying, "Your grandmother left you a last message before she passed away."

"I hope you study hard, make a lot of money, and support this family in the future so that other relatives, especially Zuo Qinghe's family, won't look down on you."

Zuo Guangzong patted him on the shoulder, "Your grandmother always dotes on you so much, you must never let her down!"

Zuo Mingmei: ......

Ha ha.

If he were a child, he might actually have been fooled by Zuo Guangzong's vivid and expressive acting.

This is hardly a dying wish; it is clearly Zuo Guangzong's own thoughts being expressed through his deceased grandmother.

But Zuo Mingmei still went to see her grandmother.

At night, while everyone was asleep, I would sneak into my grandmother's bedroom.

After a thorough search and rummaging through everything,

Finally, the three yuan that Old Mrs. Chen had accidentally dropped was found in an inconspicuous crack between the bricks.

Zuo Mingmei held the three yuan, his heart pounding with sweat.

Turn around.

Upon discovering the corpse lying on the bed, for some reason, its eyes widened in horror, its cloudy eyes staring intently at him.

It's as if it's saying, "You're not my grandson at all!"

Ah!

Zuo Mingmei's pupils contracted, his body stiffened on the spot, unable to move an inch, his heart pounded in his chest, and goosebumps rose all over his body.

No one knows the secret of his possession!

Three yuan fell to the ground.

After a while, when it was confirmed that Old Lady Chen had not suddenly turned into a zombie, Zuo Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief.

"It scared me to death. The old man couldn't even let people have peace after he died."

He picked up the three dollars again.

"A grand funeral? It's better to just cremate him and turn him into bracelets; you can sell them for some money later."

"But it's good that you're dead, my family doesn't need you anymore." Zuo Mingmei had no feelings for Old Lady Chen.

Especially when the end of the world is imminent.

Old Mrs. Chen, who had no ability to work, was just a burden who was only good for eating and wasting the stored food.

"Grandma, I'm not a saint. Someone like you, a piece of trash, is fine if you die in the apocalypse. You don't deserve my sympathy. Even if you hadn't died, I would have killed you myself."

After finishing his sentence, Zuo Yaozu turned and left, displaying the ruthlessness and domineering nature of a doomsday emperor.

The instant he finished speaking, lightning flashed and thunder roared outside the window.

Moments later, a torrential downpour began.

A mournful cry echoed through the rain, like the wailing of an abandoned old man.

The door was closed, and a small camera hidden in the clothes recorded everything that had just happened.

The Zuo family has been reborn.

There are only four days left until the end of the world.

at night.

Zuo Guangzong was awakened from his sleep by the sound of thunder and lightning.

'what! '

"Husband, what's wrong with you?"

"Who are you? How come you're still alive?" Zuo Guangzong rubbed his eyes hard.

The person sleeping beside him was neither a gentle and cozy nurse, nor the voluptuous daughter of the base commander, nor a dashing and alluring zombie hunter.

Instead, she was an extremely ugly, sallow-faced woman!

"Honey, are you still half asleep? I'm your wife!"

Zuo Guangzong's hand, which was about to use a lamp to kill someone, froze.

He kept turning his head, looking around.

It took a while to confirm that this was still a society governed by the rule of law, where constraints were present everywhere.

Murder will result in the death penalty and imprisonment; there is no freedom like in the apocalypse, where a loaf of bread can be exchanged for a beautiful woman.

"Gan! How did I get back here?!"

Having seen the "light," Zuo Guangzong no longer wanted to remain in hell.

In the later stages of the apocalypse.

Under the leadership of Zuo Mingmei, the Zuo family established the Dawn Base.

Zuo Mingmei is the base commander, and his biological father, Zuo Yao, is in charge of guarding the firearms and ammunition.

Zuo Guangzong, on the other hand, was the Minister of Agriculture, in charge of overseeing the granaries! The whole family occupied key positions and enjoyed great prestige within the base.

Every day, countless beautiful women vie to climb into his bed, just for an extra piece of bread or a ham.

Those who were unhappy with the situation simply stuffed straw into the rice, and the rice farmers couldn't say anything; they could only swallow their bitter pill.

He has his grandson to handle important matters, and even if the sky falls, there are troublemakers to hold it up; he can just enjoy himself from the sidelines.

Even the emperor himself wasn't as comfortable as him.

Those officially organized bases insisted on taking people away, claiming they were slave factories.

How did it become a slave factory?

His family was simply providing these people with a place to eat and sleep, which was already an immense blessing.

It's just a matter of making them work a little longer, and being cannon fodder a little more.

Do you really think his rice is free?

The apocalypse has arrived and order has been completely cleansed up. He's not a saint, and he won't raise a giant baby!

But some overgrown children who had already been eating his rice still wavered after hearing the official broadcast.

They actually wanted to betray the base and even kill him, hoping to use this as a pledge of loyalty to seek protection from the authorities.

It's shameful; they've already found a way to die.

Zuo Guangzong's last memory was of an assassin hunting him down with a gun.

The assassin's bullets seemed endless.

He used his fifth and ninth wives as human shields, but even that couldn't stop the assassin's determination to kill him.

Damn it, he was carrying hostages, how could this assassin kill the hostages as well?

No sympathy? No compassion? It's clear the assassin wasn't a good person either, and was already courting death!

Realizing that he might have been killed by assassins, Zuo Guangzong returned here.

Was it all just a dream?

If it's a dream, it feels too real.

Zuo Guangzong broke out in a cold sweat.

"Honey, what on earth happened?"

"Shut up!"

After having tasted the pleasures of those beauties, Zuo Guangzong no longer had any intention of treating his wife, who had shared his hardships, with respect.

They're too lazy to even continue acting.

How much money do you have on your credit card?

After picking up his phone, Zuo Guangzong's face turned deathly pale as he spoke to his wife.

The wife seemed bewildered. "Where would I get so much money? Mom passed away and we need money, Mingmei needs money for school, and Yaozu was recently laid off and is staying at home. We need money for everything."

"Where's the house?!"

"What house?"

"I meant Zuo Qinghe's house! Shouldn't we just live there?!"

"What are you talking about? Zuo Qinghe's house isn't for sale anymore? She moved to a new neighborhood, and we can't get in."

Zuo Guangzong: ......? ? ?

Why is this timeline different from what he experienced?

The second person to be reborn was Zuo Yaozu.

They also experienced the same things mentioned above.

He was stunned to find his unattractive wife, Zhao Chunhua, next to him when he woke up.

The last memory immediately replayed in Zuo Yaozu's mind.

Zhao Chunhua was pregnant with a money-losing child.

That good-for-nothing later betrayed the Zuo family base, leading a bunch of people to escape.

He was so angry.

The first thing he did after being reborn was to kick Zhao Chunhua.

Zhao Chunhua was awakened by the pain, rolled on the ground, and looked at her husband with tears in her eyes.

"Zuo Yaozu, are you crazy! I'm pregnant, how could you hit me!"

Zuo Yaozu was too lazy to pretend anymore. "Pah! I'm hitting you! You're carrying a daughter, and my Zuo family doesn't want her. Get a divorce right now, I don't want to see you!"

"Get out of here!"

The two argued and quarreled in the bedroom. The noise was deafening.

After rebirth.

The father and son looked at each other in the living room.

"Are you saying that Zhao Chunhua's unborn daughter was a spy who became an inside agent for the government, leading to my assassination?"

Zuo Yaozu nodded. "If it weren't for Mingmei's heroic efforts, sacrificing dozens of his underlings' lives, we might never have found out that the source of the problem was actually his own sister!"

"To be honest, if we ask ourselves honestly, we've been good enough to her. We've fed her and clothed her. All we're doing is sending her to the northern base to deliver supplies and arrange a marriage on the side."

"That base chief has a lot of farmland and is incredibly wealthy. If she marries him, she'll definitely have no worries about food and drink and can experience the life of a superior person."

"But she insisted on choosing that impoverished official base, and even planned to escape with a group of people to betray us!"

Zuo Guangzong nodded. "You did the right thing. If it were me, I would have done the same. I would have gotten a divorce as soon as possible. There's no need for so much burden."

Being reborn after surviving the apocalypse is a good thing.

Unfortunately, there were too many variables. The memories of the father and son diverged.

They are not exactly the same, but rather completely unrelated.

"How could the old woman be dead? If she's dead, how are we supposed to get Zuo Qinghe's house back?"

Zuo Guangzong still couldn't forget about building Zuo Qinghe's house.

The location is good, there are plenty of supplies, few people, and not many zombies in the early stages.

"You mean... Zuo Qinghe was also reborn?"

“Dad, Zhao Chunhua said that Zuo Qinghe’s house is in a new residential area in the city center, and she was one of the people who died after the apocalypse.”

A ruthless glint flashed in Zuo Yaozu's eyes. "Whether it's rebirth or not, this is courting death, it's retribution for their family!"

"Fine, let's just rent a place where we're still here," Zuo Guangzong decided.

Zuo Yaozu was filled with regret, "There are still four days left, why can't I be reborn sooner?"

"Let's stock up. I still have 250,000 yuan left, which is the money I saved for Mingmei's house."

“Your mother still has fifty or sixty thousand yuan. We can have her and Zhao Chunhua take out a loan. They should be able to come up with at least five hundred thousand yuan.”

Unfortunately, they have no memory of this life and have no idea why this deviation occurred.