Apocalyptic waste

"Do it!" Nan Shao didn't answer the child's question, his voice became cold and his expression became severe.

Zhang Ruiyang shivered, he had never seen such a scary side of Nan Shao, he couldn't help being a little scared, he didn't dare to look around, his little head hung down, and he stood there silently, as if he was silently resisting.Just as disappointment arose in Nan Shao's heart, he saw him raise the little hand holding the dagger, and then hold the other hand, followed by a loud cry, and suddenly arched his little body to hold the dagger It pierced into the zombie's left eye, but due to lack of strength, the tip of the dagger got stuck on the thin bone at the bottom of the eye socket and failed to penetrate completely.Black blood and turbid eyeball fluid splashed on the backs of the two small dirty hands. The undead zombie roared even more fiercely because of the attack, and its teeth made a rattling sound, as if it wanted to choose someone to eat.

Nan Shao stretched out his hand and wrapped it around the little hand holding the dagger. With a little force, the roar with a foul smell stopped.

"It doesn't bark anymore." Gently pushed the zombie's head with his hand, seeing that its mouth no longer opened and closed scary, let alone continued to make unpleasant sounds, Zhang Ruiyang said in a daze, but did not look up at Nan Shao. "Is this okay?"

"En." Nan Shao's heart was tense, and he was not relieved by the child's hands.He knew very well that he was afraid, that he would lose the child's dependence and trust from this moment on.

Hearing his response, Zhang Ruiyang finally straightened up, and looked at him with restless and panicked eyes, "Uncle Pumpkin, I killed the monster, don't be angry."

At that moment, Nan Shao felt that his whole heart was sore and weak, and there was even a trace of indescribable pain. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he stretched out his hand to hold the child in his arms, "Uncle is not angry." It turned out that , there are still people in this world who care about his happiness and anger.

Nestling against Nan Shao's chest, Zhang Ruiyang suddenly felt that Uncle Pumpkin's embrace was actually very similar to his father's, very comfortable and comfortable, and he liked it very much.

"Are you afraid?" Nan Shao asked.

"Not afraid." Zhang Ruiyang shook his head, even though his whole body was still trembling slightly because of fear, he still stubbornly insisted on this answer.

"Do you hate Uncle Pumpkin?" Nan Shao didn't insist on peeling off the child's fragile shell, but asked another question he cared about, and even recognized the title of Uncle Pumpkin unconsciously.

"I don't hate it." Zhang Ruiyang's mind was distracted, and he answered very simply, and at the end he added seriously: "I like Uncle Pumpkin."

Hearing these words, Nan Shao finally let out a heavy breath, and couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face.Zhang Yi, who also smiled with him, was hiding in the room. Zhang Yi raised his hand and touched his face, full of gratitude to Nan Shao.He knew that if it was him, he would rather work harder than force his young son to kill zombies.

"Good boy, you have a future!" Qiao Yong laughed loudly, obviously seeing the scene of the child doing something, "It doesn't matter if you don't have strength, the most important thing is to have courage!" After saying this, he urged: "Hurry up, work quickly!" Then he turned and left.

"Nan Shao, you are really... how dare you!" On the contrary, Rou Tachen looked unhappy, pointed at Nan Shao, and said angrily.If it wasn't for Zhang Yi's acquiescing to Nan Shao's actions, and he still had to follow Qiao Yong upstairs, I'm afraid he would have rushed up to fuck that bastard.He couldn't accept that his cute little boy was forced to do such a cruel thing.

Nan Shao snorted, ignored him, reached out and pulled out the dagger, then picked up a piece of cloth to wipe off the blood on it, returned it to the sheath, and returned it to Zhang Ruiyang. "Take it well. Remember, if someone dares to bully you in the future, you can use it to kill that person just like you did just now."

Hearing these words, Zhang Yi couldn't hold back and wanted to go out, but he put his hand on the doorknob and stopped.

"Whoever bullies me, I won't play with them." Zhang Ruiyang didn't understand Nan Shao's words, but because of these words, he remembered something from the past, "Those kids called me the son of a prisoner, and they wouldn't play with me." , and threw stones at me, I threw them back. I don’t care to play with them, my father is a policeman, not a prisoner.” Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand to feel in his trouser bag, and felt Post a picture of Yi wearing a police uniform, "Look, Uncle Pumpkin, I'm not lying, my father is a policeman, the most handsome." The child actually doesn't know what prison reform means, but he understands that it is not a good word.After being excluded a few times like this, he no longer went out to play with the children in the family area, but stayed with his grandma all day long, which is why he behaved differently from most children and spoke differently. So agile, but very sensible.

Zhang Yi never knew that there was such a paragraph. Hearing the words, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his mind was in a mess, guilt and distressed, and all kinds of emotions flooded him, making him almost out of breath.

Outside, Nan Shao took Zhang Yi's photo, looked at the handsome young man with flying eyebrows, and couldn't think of any way to associate it with the man with white hair mixed with the vicissitudes of life and gloomy eyes. It can be seen that the tragic experience of these years has caused the man How much has changed.

"Well, very handsome." He stared at it for a while, and then replied, looking up to see the child smiling because of this affirmation, he couldn't help but also laughed.It's just that I felt a little pain in my heart again, for the child and for that man.

Zhang Ruiyang took back the photo, put it away very preciously, and then thought of asking: "Uncle Pumpkin, where's Dad?"

Nan Shao stroked his forehead, and only then did he realize that he had been led astray by the child's way of thinking, and had forgotten the topic at the beginning. He just asked him to say it again, but he couldn't bear it, so he had to give up, thinking that adults couldn't see a child lost.This kind of thing should be taught slowly, there is no rush.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and the two of them followed the sound and saw Zhang Yi coming out of the room, as if he didn't know anything.

"Father." Zhang Ruiyang immediately broke free from Nan Shao's embrace and ran over.

Nan Shao rubbed his nose, and found that every time Zhang Yi appeared, he would be decisively abandoned, and he couldn't even think of sadness.

"Dad, look, I also killed monsters." Zhang Ruiyang dragged Zhang Yi's hand to the entrance, pointed to the head of the zombie on the ground and said, looking eager to be praised, where there is no fear before.

"Yangyang is amazing!" Zhang Yi smiled, patted his son's head, and said the words of praise as the child wished, but his voice was a little hoarse, which attracted Nan Shao's inquiring gaze.

"I will kill many, many monsters in the future, and I will be as good as my father." Zhang Ruiyang's eyes were bent into the moon, and he made a big circle on his chest, promising his father.

"Okay." Zhang Yi clenched his son's hand, feeling that thin and small body that was almost full of bones, and suddenly realized that he was looking forward to that day.No matter how naive or kind, all of this must be based on the premise of being able to survive. If you can't survive, what's the use of being cute like an angel?