Chapter 239 (1/2)
The villagers were full of compliments. They wanted to curry favor with Luo Tianhe and his wife and prepare for their next move to Luo Xiaolu.
Luo Tianhe didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly. After reacting, he immediately wanted to tell Li Chunfeng the good news. At this time, someone suddenly shouted:
”Premier Li is coming!”
The peripheral people automatically separated a road on both sides. Li Chunfeng hurried in his coat sewn with several pieces of pudding.
Luo Tianhe rushed forward and said with great joy, ”Premier Li, we have found the location of the deer shelter!”
Li Chunfeng nodded solemnly, glanced gently at the excited villagers around him, and said, ”everyone comes to the village committee now. Let's have the last meeting.”
The reason why this is the last meeting is that after tonight, this small village headed by Li Chunfeng will no longer exist, and all of them will travel a long way to the land of hope of mankind.
After finding the location of the shelter, Li Chunfeng was even more excited than Luo Tianhe and his wife, but he was very deep in the city and didn't show his emotions on his face.
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Somewhere in the forest, a boy with short hair looked at the gorgeous blue light shining in the sky in the distance, and his chest was full of excitement and joy.
At this time, a dark figure stumbled towards him, and wet blood kept dripping from him.
Hearing the news, the short haired boy looked back. He was excited and his heart was suddenly cold.
”Dad!”
He cried and ran to the shadow.
The shadow fell in the arms of the young man. He was a middle-aged man with a penetrating fatal wound on his chest, dripping with blood.
The middle-aged man took out a piece of pork dyed red by blood from his arms and smiled at the young man:
”Dad just killed a zombie... This pork was bought with the money for killing zombies...”
”Son, we can also eat pork. We don't have to envy the people in the shelter. We can't envy fate. Relying on dad's efforts... We will make you live a good life...”
When the words fell, he was so angry that he died, and the blood stained pork slipped from his hands.
”Dad!”
The boy screamed and cried with tears and snot on his face.
Unfortunately, even if he cried again, he could not revive a dead man.
Ten minutes ago, he and his father were cooking a pot of wild vegetables for dinner. They had been eating wild vegetables for so long. Sometimes they couldn't even eat wild vegetables. When they were hungry, they had to bite the bark.
Teenagers are getting used to this kind of hellish day. They think it's good to have something to eat. However, when they see tens of thousands of photos of pork stewed vermicelli on the world channel, he is both envious and jealous. He doesn't understand why he and his father can't live a good life? In the past, on mercury, their father and son were the little people at the bottom of society. After crossing the alien world, they were still humble and insignificant. They just tried their best to live.
Unwilling, the boy couldn't help crying. While crying, he tried to swallow the bitter and astringent wild vegetables into his stomach.
At that time, his father sat next to him, didn't say a word, got up and left silently.
Until now, he didn't know that his father was going to kill zombies and buy pork for himself.
”Dad! I won't eat pork. Wake up!”
The boy wailed bitterly, and the whole man was swallowed up by boundless grief.
”Luo Xiaolu! It's all your fault. You killed my father!”