There are little zombies at home

Ah Hai seemed a little surprised by Zhong Jing's answer. In his cognition, Zhong Jing had always abandoned the little zombie on his own initiative.So when I sent the mail, I still regarded myself as Zhong Jing's black fan, but I didn't expect Zhong Jing to find the little zombie back then.

"When Fugui first came here, he was very introverted, and he was always bullied by the evil spirits brought back by the master. He stayed in his room every day and secretly looked at the photos you stuffed in the doll." Ah Hai took a sip of the juice.Thinking of Fugui in the past, not only frowned again.

"So why didn't he come to me?" Zhong Jing felt a little sore in his heart. He was young at the time, and the toys he threw away were only sad for a few days before they were all forgotten. He didn't think about how the dolls would feel.

"The state of his ghost...it's scary." Ah Hai suddenly laughed again when he said this, "But Fugui is really the most beautiful ghost I've ever seen."

Zhong Jing thought of the embarrassment that the little zombie said he didn't like it yesterday, but secretly smeared blush, and inadvertently painted it into a monkey's butt, so he also raised the corners of his mouth.

"He is the luckiest one among us. At the beginning of last year, the master was invited to open the coffin of an ancient tomb, and found Fugui's mummy in it. For a long time, forcing the corpse to accept the soul, there is a high possibility of uncontrollable accidents, and I think you are very clear about Fugui's symptoms, he lost his memory." Ah Hai sighed, still a little angrily said: "If he had Knowing that he will lose his memory, I will not send him to you."

Zhong Jing probably understood the whole thing clearly, and looked at Ah Hai with gratitude in his eyes, "Thank you for sending him back to me."

However, Ah Hai did not take his words, shrugged and said: "I owe a lot to Fugui, and I know what it is like to like, so I will help him if it is reasonable. On the contrary, it is you, I will come to you today to talk so much, just because I hope you can treat him well and don't let him down again. Ghost, you also have a heart."

Zhong Jing nodded solemnly, before he could speak, Ah Hai stood up first, "I've finished speaking, I'm leaving first, if you have any questions, you can come to me again."

After the words fell, a gust of wind blew by, and when Zhong Jing turned his head again, he couldn't find Ah Hai's figure, but there was still a business card on the table exuding the fragrance of braised pork knuckle...

The corners of his mouth twitched twice, Zhong Jing put away his business card, recalling Shangdaoshan feasting on braised pork knuckles, and understood the deep meaning in A Hai's words.

……

The little zombie hadn't updated the food video for a long time because of recuperation, and the surfers couldn't hold back, and ran to... Zhong Jing's Weibo to leave a message asking about the idol's recent state, and asking for food by the way.

Zhong Jing was also very helpless about this. When he got home, he saw the little zombie cooking for himself, so he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, and then logged into the little zombie’s Weibo (by the way, his password is Zhong Jing’s. birthday) released.

As soon as the photo came out, the waves naturally excitedly forwarded the message. While feeling sorry for the little zombie who had recently become thinner, they also found the reflection of the figure on the lid of the cauldron in his hand—this person seems a bit familiar~

In less than 5 minutes, Zhong Jing's Weibo was full again, not only the waves who came here just now, but also his family who had been observing in secret, but the theme was the same one by one "Hurry up and get Fugui's Weibo" Delete the photo, there is your figure on it, is this the rhythm to be made public!"

Zhong Jing cheerfully flipped through the comments, and chuckled from time to time, causing the little zombie not far away to look at him frequently, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

After a while, the little zombie brought the food to the table. Seeing that Zhong Jing was still smirking at the phone, he couldn't help asking cautiously: "A Jing, are you sick?"

"No." Zhong Jing shook his head, put down his phone immediately, looked at the dishes made by the little zombie, wrinkled his nose and said, "It smells so good."

The little zombie blushed from his exaggerated actions, glared at him and trotted back to the kitchen to prepare the meal, but Zhong Jing took a picture of the dishes on the table with his mobile phone, and then reposted the picture on Weibo that the little zombie had just posted. One "It's delicious [picture.jPg]".

After that, he didn't read the comments and reposts any more, and went over to help the little zombie get the rice cooker as soon as he threw the phone away.

From this day on, fans of Zhong Jing's family had to acquiesce in the relationship between the two, and would occasionally come out to help when they saw someone pinching a little zombie.And the attitude of the waves of the little zombie’s family has not changed—because we are in-laws.”

……

"[-] km trip" soon started the third recording.

The place they are going this time is the Antarctic, which is thousands of miles away. Even Zhong Jing is a little bit looking forward to it. After all, Antarctica means mystery and grandeur to most people.

The little zombie took the map and scanned for a long time before seeing the bottom Antarctic. After studying it carefully for a while, he suddenly turned his head and asked Zhong Jing, "Ah Jing, if we are going to this location, will it fall?"

Zhong Jing couldn't laugh or cry, scratched his head for a long time and couldn't explain it, so he could only say: "I have to enroll you in a physics cram school later."

Of course, the little zombie knew the meaning of the cram school. When he thought of needing to study, he immediately threw the map aside and dared not ask again.

According to the itinerary, they had to fly to Argentina to stay for one night, but because of the omissions of the staff, Zhong Jing and the little zombie were not arranged next door.

The little zombie was airsick, Zhong Jing was worried, and finally changed to the little zombie after several turns.

Just when he was about to talk to the staff next to the little zombie, he looked up and saw the little zombie put the bag in the luggage rack, and didn't want to go back and forth several times because of his height.

Zhong Jing subconsciously walked over to help, but he heard the sneering of a young couple next to him, and he could hear them saying that the little zombie moved clumsily, and he didn't know how to be so stupid on a variety show.

Before he could show up, the little zombie closed the door of the luggage rack, blushed and turned back to stare at the couple, and then said to the man in it after a pause: "It wasn't this one when you asked me for Gu Bao's WeChat. Attitude, didn't you say that if you catch up with Gu Bao, you'll dump your current girlfriend?"

"What?" The woman was startled, and immediately looked at the man, "So you have such thoughts!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? We don't know each other at all!" The man was furious, his astonished look seemed to have been caught, and the woman beside him stood up and walked out in a rage.

The man had no choice but to chase after him, and never came back.

Zhong Jing finally sat next to the little zombie, bent his fingers and flicked his head, "I don't see how smart he is."

The little zombie avoided his hand, knowing that Zhong Jing had watched the scene just now, he was a little embarrassed, "Who, who told him to call me an idiot?"

"But his girlfriend is too easy to deceive." Zhong Jing sighed, logically speaking, few people would believe strangers' instigation.

"No, I saw that his phone screen is Gu Baoli." The little zombie waved his fingers, raised his eyebrows at Zhong Jing and hinted: "His girlfriend must be very sensitive to the person on his phone screen, I... ...same too!"

"Ah?" This time it was Zhong Jing's turn, so he didn't know.

"So when will you replace the landscape pictures on the phone screen with me!" The little zombie expressed his dissatisfaction by grabbing Zhong Jing's arm.

Zhong Jing was dumbfounded, and when he was about to get off the plane, he changed the screen of his mobile phone, lest his little zombie would secretly eat a bunch of scenery photos all day long.

After the long-distance flight, they stayed overnight in Argentina. The next day, during the repeated survival science popularization by the program group, they boarded the first island in Antarctica by boat.

It is still the warm season in Antarctica at this time, and a group of penguins can be seen staggering on the black land covered by stars and snow from a distance.

Some of these penguins have a familiar black and white appearance, while others are still wrapped in brown fur. With funny steps, they are fluffy and cute.

The little zombie stood in the distance and didn't dare to approach, but secretly poked his head out from behind Zhong Jing to look at these animals he had never seen before, and couldn't help but open his mouth slightly in surprise.

"Go over and have a look?" Zhong Jing saw his yearning, and suggested accordingly.

"Okay!" The little zombie nodded, and kicked and kicked into the penguin group, and was slapped hard by the penguins beside him before he could stand still.

"Ah?" The little zombie looked at the penguin beside him in confusion.

The penguin pushed its chest hard, indicating that its hands should be raised and placed on the sides like this. They penguins like to teach the immature cubs the most, although this cub is obviously ugly (penguin aesthetics) ), but also very strong!

"Oh!" The little zombie nodded knowingly, raised his hand, and followed the penguin, shaking his head and walking to the side of the fluffy brown penguin.

The penguin turned to look at the little zombie, and then pecked the brown penguin with its own mouth, probably teaching him how to shed other penguins.

The little zombie touched his mouth, and then tilted his head to look at the penguin's sharp mouth, so he stretched out his hand and plucked the penguin's feathers casually, and when he snorted, it was the feathers of his hand.

The penguin beside him nodded in satisfaction, the strong cub is really capable!

Not far away, Zhong Jing and a group of staff looked at the little zombie who was trying to help the penguin shed their feathers with complicated expressions, without reacting for a long time.

"I think they should regard Fugui as the same kind." Shang Beida said weakly standing behind Zhong Jing.

"Well, it looks quite popular." The director also nodded. Seeing that the little zombie helped several penguins shed their feathers, several penguins of the opposite sex began to secretly glance at the little zombie, ready to move.

Zhong Jingsheng shook his head inwardly, although he didn't want to admit it, but the fact is that he now has a group of female penguin rivals, maybe there are males among them!