Rebirth of the corpse in the last days

At night, everyone in the village gradually fell asleep.Only a few houses are still lit, and the little lights are like the few remaining stars in the night sky.

Suddenly, a car drove into the village without a sound.The free-ranging native dogs in the village and the pet dogs at home began to bark wildly.

Those who have just entered a sweet dream curse at waking up.

Grandma Li is a shallow sleeper, and she is getting older, so it is difficult to fall back asleep once she wakes up at night. "Don't call it! Call it a soul. The old man, go and see what's going on."

Li Duohai is an old Chinese doctor in the village. He is already in his 80s, and his body is still strong.He is a senior in the village, and no one in the village usually respects him, but his daughter-in-law is the only one who calls him around all day long.

Alas...what are the young people in the village saying, oh, yes.Sweet troubles!

Li Dahai, who was being ordered by his wife—uncle Li could only slowly get up, slowly throw off the quilt, slowly turn on the light, slowly get out of bed, and slowly take out the thick old cotton-padded jacket from the closet.

Before he could get dressed, there was a knock on the old wooden door of the house.

"Father! Mother! Open the door!" The person who knocked on the door hurriedly shouted when no one answered after knocking a few times.

Hearing the movement and realizing that it was his precious son who was born late, old uncle Li's movements were not slow at all.He walked swiftly to the door and opened it.

"Yo! Rongcheng, why are you back? Didn't you say that the company called you back two days ago?"

Grandma Li also got up quickly, and walked towards the hall while babbling: "Old man, don't give it to that little bastard. He left before the end of the year. Why are you coming back now!"

As soon as the door was opened, there was a husband and wife with anxious faces at the door.They are Uncle Li's son who was born in his 40s, and his son's daughter-in-law Guo Yue in the city.The precious grandson he waited so hard for was hugged by his daughter-in-law, wrapped tightly in a big blanket, only showing his face outside.

Through the light in the living room, I could vaguely see the child's face was flushed, and he was so burned that he almost lost consciousness.

Uncle Li became anxious when he saw his little grandson had a fever, "Oh! Why did my little boy have a fever like this! You don't take him to the hospital, what are you doing when you come back!"

"Father, we'll talk later. Let us go in."

After speaking, Li Rongcheng carried his son into the door and rushed straight to the bedroom, carefully laying his son flat on the bed.Carefully cover the son with a quilt.

Grandma Li hurried to the bathroom and took out a wet ice towel. "You didn't give Xiaoguai antipyretics, did you?"

Guo Yue quickly took the ice towel from her mother-in-law, and carefully stuck it on her son's forehead. "I took a few cold medicines, but it didn't help. Those people insisted that Guaiguai was infected and wanted to take Guaiguai away, so we took Guaiguai back from the mountain trail overnight."

Guo Yue was also obviously panicked, "Father, please show me quickly."

Old Uncle Li skillfully touched my grandson's wrist, and after a while, "The pulse condition is floating and tight, which is typhoid fever. Old lady, go and get the medicine wrapped in the second compartment under the cabinet, take [-]%, and boil three bowls of water into one bowl for my dear grandson." Sun Jianfu."

Grandma Li quickly agreed and went out to decoct the medicine.Guo Yue told Li Rongcheng to take good care of his son, and followed him out.

"Little typhoid, you don't go to the hospital to treat your grandson, so you let your grandson burn like this!" Although the grandson is fine, but he has such a fever at a young age, and if he is treated later, his brain will burn out.This made Uncle Li very angry.

Li Rongcheng smiled helplessly: "Father, you don't know the current situation outside. Anyone who is found to have a high fever outside is treated as the source of infection. God knows that after the outbreak of the virus, I never let Xiaoguai go out of the house."

"Outside...how could it be so serious?" Uncle Li also knew that Zhao Yanhong had moved back to the village, and he also knew something about the rumor that someone in the city had contracted the virus.While talking to my son, I also heard that there is some unrest in the city.But I didn't expect the situation to be so serious.

"Very serious! Now N City is in chaos, and most people are hiding at home. But people still have to eat, and the hoarded food is gone, so they can only gamble their lives and go out to find food. If you go out, you will be killed." Got scratched. If Guaiguai hadn't died of illness, and someone wanted to report Guaiguai again, I wouldn't have the guts to rush out in the middle of the night with Guaiguai. I was lucky enough to escape those people..."

The experience of running away along the way left Li Rongcheng with lingering fears.If he hadn't relied on his knowledge of the nearby hills, he might have been caught halfway back.

Uncle Li lived in an era full of wars when he was a child.Li Rongcheng's words immediately put him on guard.All the bad memories about that era came to mind.

Thinking of the high piles of grain in his granary, Uncle Li felt a little relieved.

Those who survived that era full of gunpowder smoke all have the habit of hoarding food.I was really hungry, no matter how much money I put in the bank, there was no peace of mind in putting food in the granary.

This is also one of the reasons why Li Rongcheng tried his best to come back.The food in the city will run out, but the village has food, fields, and even meat, so they can survive on their own.

But the most important thing at the moment is to make all the defenses of the village.Uncle Li knew very well that the situation was as bad as what his son said.In the future, they will not only defend against unconscious zombies, but also the inhuman thugs in the last days.

Uncle Li thought for a moment. "Tomorrow...no, now, you and I will go to the village chief's side. Our village is not far from N City. If we don't make preparations, something will happen."

"Father, what are your plans?" Now that he is back, Li Rongcheng certainly hopes to survive.But he left the village a long time ago to work hard in the city. In this village, his words actually have no weight at all.How to do it depends on his father's plan.

Old Uncle Li's eyes were sharp and he spoke loudly. "Close the village!"

Lin Youran, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed practicing, opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes were like torches, without any sleepiness.I saw her more and more light face, revealing a faint smile.

It seems that the village will naturally be on the defensive without her being involved.

"Sister...why aren't you asleep yet?" Bao'er turned over and saw that her sister was still awake, so she reminded her aloud.

After tucking in the quilt for Bao'er, Lin Youran patted her on the head, "Go to sleep first. My sister will go to sleep after practicing."

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Uncle Li is still very prestigious, as long as he speaks, the village chief will follow his words out of ten.That night, no one knew what Uncle Li had talked with the village chief.

Early the next morning, the night had just faded, and there was only a glimmer of light in the sky.The village head rang the big copper bell that was not used all the year round at the entrance of the village.

The big bronze bell was also handed down from the ancestors of this village. In the past, whenever there was an announcement of major events in the village, the bell would be rung to summon the villagers.

The big copper bell, which is not used all year round, obviously has little influence on the villagers.After the big bronze bell rang, the villagers of the older generation rushed over.But only the older generation of villagers came, and the younger ones were still struggling under the covers.

The village chief had no choice but to find a big horn. "All the villagers of Yongfeng Village, gather at the entrance of the village immediately."

After the loudspeaker broadcasted it many times, many people came one after another.Lin Youran's family also got up after the village chief rang the big bronze bell, but her family lived farther from the entrance of the village, so they also arrived at about the same time after the village chief played the trumpet many times.It's not pretentious, and it's not unreasonable.

The cold in the morning was very severe. Most of the people had not brushed their teeth or washed their faces, with their messy chicken nests on their heads, wrapped in thick and big down jackets, and their feet were jumping in the cold.

"Village chief, why did you call us all here so early in the morning?" Zhao Zhi asked impatiently as soon as he arrived.

The village head counted the number of people, and saw that all the villagers who lived in the village had arrived.Some people who went back to their hometown to see their relatives did not come, and it is estimated that they will not come either.These people have moved to the city, and they will only go back to their hometowns during the Chinese New Year, and their conversations reveal a bit of complacency inadvertently.He is often looked down upon as the village chief.

Thinking of these people being sent under the fence of their village, the village chief felt a little reluctant in his heart, but at the same time he was a little proud.

However, thinking of what Uncle Li said last night.The village chief couldn't care about his little thoughts anymore.Hastily announced the results of a meeting of several respected people in the village last night.

"Presumably everyone has heard that the situation in the city is not good. Last night, Rongcheng, the son of Uncle Li's family, rushed back to the village from the city overnight." The village chief has always respected Uncle Li, so his words He also sold Li Rongcheng some face, "He came back specially to inform our village that the situation in the city is not bad anymore. It is very bad! Many people in the city have already contracted that disease. People with that disease have turned into zombies. Anyone who is attacked by zombies will also be infected."

Seeing that the villagers were a bit unconcerned, the village chief paused and continued: "Don't worry too much. It is said that the most infected people are a few big cities, and it hasn't spread to our village yet. Therefore, as a villager Commander, I have decided to close the village!"

As soon as the village chief said the closure of the village, the villagers started talking like a pot exploded.

The decision to close the village is not something that the village chief can easily make.It must be the result of the meeting of the respected old people in the village in the ancestral hall, which means that the current situation is too bad to be undone.

The last time the village was closed was when Uncle Zhao was a child. During the war of aggression and anti-aggression, all the young and middle-aged people in the village went out to resist the devils.It was the closure of the village that barely saved the village.

Suddenly, a person in the crowd shouted: "My daughter! Chengcheng is still studying in university in City B! She didn't get a ticket to come back this year. She didn't come back! She hasn't called me for many days It's gone! What should I do!"

It was none other than Zhao Yanhong's third elder brother, Zhao Yanfang, and Zhao Pengfei's younger brother, Zhao Pengxiang.His daughter is currently attending university in City B, and she doesn't have much contact with her family.This year's Chinese New Year even used the excuse that I didn't buy a ticket, so I didn't come back at all.

As soon as he said that, many people remembered that they also had relatives who were still outside.

"My daughter just returned to the city early in the morning! What can I do! I have to let her come back quickly." After speaking, she hurriedly turned around and ran home, for fear of being late and hurting her relatives.