Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 312 Survival in the End Times (59)

While driving, Qinghun said: "Let's go back. There are also food in the backpack, including oranges and washed apples. There are also boiled red dates, pumpkin porridge and bread. Song Song, you hold the insulated box containing the porridge Keep it warm in your arms. I can just eat when I’m hungry. As for me, I’ll drive hard and try to get back to have a hot lunch at noon.”

It was different when they came here. There was no army or team convoy ahead to open the way, but Qinghun's speed was much faster.

It's just that the world is silent, only the snow wind.

After leaving the city, there is only a vast expanse of snow on both sides of the road, like walking on the northern snowfield.

Qinghun couldn't help thinking of a sentence.

There is great beauty in the world without saying it.

Since they had just woken up in the morning, the three of them were not sleepy, and there were basically no cars on the road, so there was no need to be too careful.Qinghun talked to Zhonggu Qisong casually.

Zhong Gu said: "Qingqing, I want to move back to my house. Although the house is not big, it is enough for me and Song Song to live in. But I am not polite to you. I have moved a lot of food to the villa. You can get me some food later, and I don’t lack anything else.”

Qinghun thought for a while, in the past only Zhonggu and fourth brother Qingwu lived in her house, the two young men were not embarrassed at all, on the contrary, they felt at ease with someone to accompany them.But now that the second elder brother Qingfeng and his wife are added to the family, it really feels inconvenient.In addition to Qi Song, they always feel awkward in their hearts if they live like this.

There's no place like home.

Qinghun said: "Okay, then I will see what you need to add, and I will send it to you later. Don't worry, the weather was not right before, my brother saved some things, and the family can eat and drink. There is no problem. It's just, didn't you say that your place is not safe? The two of you live there, can you guarantee your safety?"

Zhong Gu said: "I was also afraid of trouble at the time. That's why I moved. Don't worry, I can definitely protect Qi Song. Don't you have a three-legged army stab in your car? Come back and defend me."

"Success. Then when I get to the city, I'll take you back twice first. At noon, we'll eat something on our own. In the evening, I'll quietly deliver the food to you."

Zhong Gu nodded, hesitated to speak, and finally opened his mouth: "Qingqing, that leather blanket is not an ordinary thing, and I won't ask you where it came from. When you get home, you can put it away yourself, and you can't take it with you." Come out for others to see. You have such a big heart, even Song Song and I, in fact, you shouldn't show it."

The leather blanket was unusual. At first, Zhong Gu was worried about Qi Song, but he didn't pay attention to it. Later, when he arrived at the hospital, Qi Song was on a drip, and he woke up. He held Qi Song's hand in the blanket, and the warmth It's like being wrapped in an electric blanket, warm and gentle, neither high nor low, making people feel very comfortable. He and Qi Song knew that this blanket was extremely unusual.

The two were afraid that the nurse would find out, so they were very careful when they were in the hospital.

Qinghun took out this thing in a hurry at the time, so he didn't expect that Zhonggu and Qi Song wouldn't find out.

Hearing Zhong Gu's words, he smiled: "I have taken out all the stuff. It is a big piece, two meters wide and two meters long. It is just right for making a bed. I will give it to you and Qi Song. I still have a few pieces. I got it by accident. I learn martial arts by myself, so I don’t need this. Xixi and Beibei have one, and my brother and sister-in-law have one. The rest is for you and Song Song. I really dare not give it to others. After all, you Unlike Song Song, I still have this trust in you."

Zhong Gu didn't want to take such a big advantage, but he didn't refuse directly, he just said: "Okay, then let us use it for a few days, and when Song Song's illness is completely cured, you take this thing back quickly, I'm afraid Song Song and I are not so lucky to suffer."

Qinghun just laughed: "Tsk, our heroic Dagu, when did he suddenly become humble? Come on, if you don't want it, don't want it, but don't say that Song Song will pay me back when he recovers, just in your room, cold It's like something, even if you burn charcoal, it doesn't get any warmer. It won't be too late to pay me back when the cold snap is over and the weather returns to spring. As a big man, you can do whatever you want, you can't ask Song Song to freeze every day Are you going to die or live?"

What Zhong Gu and Qi Song wanted to say, they asked Qing Hun to stop him with a wave: "Da Gu, Song Song, it is supposed to be the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, so it is spring, but have you seen the temperature getting warmer? The snow is still the same I'm afraid that the temperature will drop once or twice, and it will be even colder than it is now. Many people can't bear it now, what will happen if it gets colder? We live in the countryside, and we can still burn braziers and charcoal. Burning kang, you and Song Song are in that small room, how can you survive when the temperature drops to minus [-] or [-] degrees? Listen to me, that thing can at least guarantee that you will not freeze to death in your sleep. It is unlucky to say Yes, if something happens to the two of you, I won’t have close friends and friends in this world. What’s the point? I’m still thinking, when the weather is normal, in summer, the three of us will eat at the roadside barbecue stand BBQ, drinking beer, bragging about big bullshit. So, the three of us, no matter how hard it is, we have to live well."

Speaking of this, Zhong Gu and Qi Song can only accept this wish.

Zhong Gu couldn't help but think of the time when he and Qinghun met.

That day, a group of gangsters blocked Qinghun. He remembered that this girl was from the same town as him. He had met several times on the bus when he went home on weekends.The little girl had a cold face and a flirtatious expression. He looked very interesting and thought she was a fellow villager, so he went up to help.

The two stood side by side, beating a group of punks crying and calling their mothers. Although he also got some color, but after beating the punks all over the ground in a bully manner, the sheep walked away.At that time, although Qinghun didn't say anything, and didn't feel that he needed other people's help, but in the end he was grateful for his kindness, so he took out his little pocket money and treated Zhong Gu to a bowl of beef sliced ​​noodles.

It was early summer.While eating the noodles, the girl also offered him a can of beer.

Then the two became so familiar.

Thinking about it so far, Zhong Gu still feels that the few consciences in his life were used in a righteous act, and the result is really good.

He gained a hard-core buddy, and then added a deserted girl to the two-person line. Finally, he had a buddy and a daughter-in-law.

well.

He is willing to maintain this love until death.

In the future, when I get old and gray-headed, besides Song Song, I can also have a good friend, play mahjong and brag together.

When he said that to Song Song before, Song Song always laughed at him and thought too much.

In the future, Qingqing will have a boy she likes and a companion.

But he just believed, what happened to Qingqing having a boy he likes?Doesn't he also have Song Song?There is no contradiction between having a boy you like and having a friend you like.A buddy is a buddy, no problem.

"Qingqing, don't worry, Song Song and I will be fine no matter what, I still point out that when we get old, Song Song, you and your wife can make a mahjong table together. There will be children and grandchildren around Pour tea and water for us, you are not happy, we are playing mahjong and scolding your baby, what a beautiful day it is?"

Qinghun: ...It is purely a series of thinking too much.

Dagu is good at everything, but he has too many dreams. (Second more)
(End of this chapter)