The world is broken, the cubs mend it

Within one year, the father and daughter traveled to many places, including the deep and quiet Grand Canyon, the vast but long-barren plains, and saw many mountains, rivers and streams.

I have also been to small villages that have not been attacked by the zombie virus. The weather is unpredictable and the crops cannot survive. Everyone relies on the little surplus food at home to survive.

They would not stay in any place for too long. Qi Siyue would not let the child appear in the sight of other people. They would always stay for a short while before moving to the next place.

Rather than fleeing, it was more like a doomsday journey for them. Yuanyuan had become accustomed to not appearing in public, except when his father's life was threatened.

Children are undoubtedly the biggest weapon in Qi Siyue's hands. If he wants, he can use children to win over a large number of people to his side.

Or you can rob other people's supplies without having to keep moving around like this.

But he would not do that. After all these years, the child has become a part of his life and he treats the child as his own.

Killing their own kind will also have an impact on the child's psychology, and he will not let his child hurt others unless it is a life-and-death moment.

Rather than controlling others and having more material things, he chose to let his children grow up healthily.

He couldn't take advantage of the child.

"Dad, look at the picture I drew."

Yuanyuan held a piece of white paper in her hand, on which was a childlike pattern drawn with oil pastels.

Her father took her to the bookstore to get the oil pastels and white paper. In the last days, the bookstore became a place few people visited.

Dad brought back lots of children's books and paint workbooks, as well as workbooks that she absolutely hated.

"Let me see…"

Qi Siyue took the white paper with a golden background handed to him by the child. He was driving on the road, and Dabai and her heads appeared from the car window.

At the top of the painting, there is a line of crooked characters: My Family

Dabai has grown into an adult wolf. He is fierce and strong. He has protected the father and daughter from many dangers and has become an important member of this family.

“Great painting!”

He gave the child a thumbs up without hesitation, and his fingertips rested on the child's head in the painting and pressed lightly.

The person in the painting is not very well drawn. There are a few small dots on his fairly round head, and one can only identify him by his hairstyle. Dabai is drawn to look a bit like a dog and a cat.

"Hey, I want to draw lots and lots of pictures, including Dad and Dabai."

Yuanyuan's hair is very long and was washed very clean by her father. Her neat thin bangs lie quietly on her forehead.

But her skin color remained unchanged, and she remained the same even after growing taller.

There was no rice or noodles left in the car, so the father and daughter relied on stored game and wild vegetables to survive along the way.

When he reached the deep mountains and dense forests, Dabai would go hunting and occasionally bring back some wild boars, rabbits, pheasants and the like.

If you are lucky, you can go to a small village with people and exchange meat for some white flour.

Yuanyuan has become much more accepting of wild vegetables, and sometimes she will eat more on her own initiative without her father's urging.

With white paper and oil pastels, she drew many pictures along the way, recording her entire family with her childish brushstrokes.

Sometimes when she didn’t have time to draw it, she would take a photo with her father’s cell phone.

They took a lot of photos along the way. Sometimes when Yuanyuan saw particularly ugly zombies, she would raise her phone to take photos with them.

In this photo album, you can even see that Qi Siyue was forced to put his hands on the zombie's shoulders, with a stern face, and struggled to follow the child's instructions to take the photo.

The low-level zombies were arguably the friendliest creatures they had encountered along the way, and under the child's command, they could resist the urge to bite him to death.

Part of the phone’s storage space is used to store photos, and I have taken nearly 9000 photos in total.

Qi Siyue set aside a separate box to store the children's paintings and complaint letters.

As Yuanyuan learned more words, the wording in the letters complaining about her father became more diverse, and she no longer needed to use pinyin for everything.

He roughly counted and found that the child wrote her more than 100 letters of complaint in two years, which means at least four letters per month on average.

Most of them complained about him asking her to do her homework, saying that she had filled in every blank, so why didn't her father give her perfect marks.

Such accusations are normal. Sometimes, if one does not get the desired score, he or she will write a vengeful letter.

as follows:

I wanted to get 99 points today, so I saw a novel on the novel app on my father’s phone, the name of the novel was “Lucky Mommy’s Ninety-Nine Babies”.

This novel is so shocking, and I rarely use the word "shocking" to describe a literary work.

I can't imagine that a person can give birth to ninety-nine children, and each of her children is stupid in his or her own way, and even got an zero score in the kindergarten exam.

I was so heartbroken that I could only eat three meals a day. I wanted to save these stupid kids.

So I want to get 99 points, so that I can give one point to each of the children, so that not all of them will get zero points.

For this reason, I deliberately made a mistake in a fill-in-the-blank question, but I didn't expect that I also made mistakes in the other fill-in-the-blank questions.

how could this be?

I clearly copied the answer from the following (this sentence was crossed out)

Dad, you must have misjudged it. I think you should take a closer look at the test paper. (? .?.? ?)

You know what? I was really upset that I had lost the chance to save ninety-nine kids. I could have been a hero.

Also, don’t download such novels on your phone in the future. It’s really heartbreaking and painful to read them.

Who on earth can give birth to ninety-nine children?

what?

what?

what?

(I need to ask you three times for important things)

The last time we passed by a village, I heard an old man outside say that his old sow could only give birth to 15 piglets at most.

So shocking!!!!

Give me back my 99 points!!!

When Qi Siyue saw the accusation letter, his brows were furrowed so much that they could pinch a mosquito to death. He silently took out his mobile phone and deleted the novel that came with the reading software.

As for why she copied the answers but still didn’t get 99 points.

That was because she copied the answers into the wrong row and only got a few questions right by luck, otherwise she would have gotten an egg like the other ninety-nine babies.

After learning that the child would secretly look through the answers he had torn off, Qi Siyue burned the answers in front of the child.

As a result, the child wrote a 500-word complaint, feeling that the father did not trust her and was destroying the trust between father and daughter.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the child's letter. Instead, he thought the childish tone was cute. He kept it carefully without leaving a wrinkle.

Yuanyuan is not a petty person. After writing down her troubles on paper, she forgets about them and plays happily with Dabai.