Rebirth in the Last World: Cultivation with a Baby

Chapter 97

"Wow!" A child's cry came from the camp next door.

"What's the matter, Wenwen, why are you crying?" A slightly sharp voice asked anxiously, it should be the child's mother.

"It's so itchy here, it hurts... wow" the child said in a snarky manner, and began to cry again.

"Let me see, it's alright, Wenwen, it's just a small pimple, don't scratch it, the more you scratch it, the more itchy, it must be bitten by something." The child's mother persuaded her with some distress.

However, it was of no use. The more the mother coaxed, the more the child cried. Some people in the car were about to fall asleep and were disturbed by the noise of the child's crying. Makes a rattling sound.

"Who has an anti-inflammatory and antipruritic ointment! Use it for us!" The child's mother saw that the small pimple on the child's arm turned into a big pimple in a blink of an eye, swollen red and bright, and the root of the foot was still hard, too Unable to hold his breath, he shouted and asked his companions in the car.

There was silence in the car.

"Xiaoyuan, don't you have it there? I just saw what you used it for. You don't feel bad at all when you see that the child is so uncomfortable? It's really cruel." Bian Cuiping, a neighbor of Wenwen's mother, was talking about their relationship before the end of the world. We got along well. Later, we entered the safe area with the army and supported each other all the time. Bian Cuiping's voice was bitter and mean.

"I'm not alone with the anti-itching ointment. I only have a little of the ointment left, and I don't have enough for myself. You can ask others!" This was the voice of a little girl, her voice was very small and intonation There is a hint of cowardice in it.

"How old are you, what does it matter if you are bitten twice? Wenwen is only seven years old, the child's skin is tender and can't stand it, she is crying and making noise, everyone is not resting well, you still take your ointment Give it to Wenwen!" Another person said very strongly in a reprimanding tone.

"That's it! Hurry up and take it out!" Bian Cuiping heard someone's support, like a chicken blood, and there was excitement in the urging voice.

"Don't take it?" Seeing the girl's silent resistance, Bian Cuiping asked viciously.

"What are you doing? Don't rummage through my bag." This was the scared and aggrieved voice of the girl named Xiaoyuan.

"Clap!" The backpack fell to the ground, and the girl sobbed softly, "Don't grab it, I'll give it to you."

The backpack was dropped on the ground, and things were scattered. The small and delicate pink mobile phone was broken and the screen was broken. The girl cried with distress. She picked up the mobile phone silently, which contained her last thoughts for her relatives.

Although the mobile phone has no power or signal now, it stores photos of her, her parents, and her brother, as well as the contact address sent to her by her brother before the end of the world. Later, when she arrives at the Beijing Security Zone, if the power is likely to recover, charge the mobile phone. Power on, and photos should be restored.

Xiaoyuan put the scattered things into her bag and tried her best to protect her backpack. The backpack was small and couldn't hold anything in it. It was the little girl's daily necessities. After hearing the girl's compromise, Wenwen's mother started to grab the bag. Bian Cuiping and Bian Cuiping looked at each other and smiled, and snorted both contemptuously and proudly, "I would have done it earlier. I advise you not to listen. It is selfish and has no love at all."

Others in the carriage watched silently, some turned their heads and went to sleep on their own, some were smiling, I don't know who was watching the excitement, but the depths of everyone's eyes were the same indifference.

Xiaoyuan silently took out a small ointment in her bag and held it tightly in her hand. She has a constitution that is easy to attract mosquitoes. Every summer, she will carry the antipruritic ointment with her. This ointment is not available in pharmacies. Arrived, it was specially configured for her by her brother.

You don't have to think about it, you can't get it back if you borrow it.

Xiaoyuan was feeling uncomfortable. Wenwen's mother snatched the ointment immediately, and her sharp fingernails drew three blood marks on the back of the girl's hand, which made her look cold and hideous against the girl's flawless skin.

The girl forcibly held back the majestic tears in her eyes, and desperately held back the tears that came up.

There is no one who cares for her here, crying and making noise, but it is just to add laughter to others.

The child who applied the ointment gradually quieted down. Xiaoyuan looked at the newly bitten red pimple on the ankle, stubbornly gritted her teeth and endured the pain. She was alone and alone. Wenwen's father and Bian Cuiping's husband are still the main team members of the team. What else can they do if they can't bear it?

Rong Xianxian just happened to overhear their conversation when she was investigating the reason for the commotion of the civilian team. The car stayed in the middle of the team. There were women and children in the car. She was the logistics worker in the team. better protected.

Although the girl is weak and weak, it is inevitable that she will feel some grievances, but she is still protected.

Rong Xianxian sighed in her heart, swallowing her voice and compromising blindly sometimes could not bring about the peace she wanted, it would only make people even more aggressive.

I hope that the girl is just forbearing temporarily, rather than being cowardly by nature.

"Most places where people cry and make noise are because they don't know what people have been bitten by. There are adults and children, especially children. They cry a lot." Cui Lie just walked around the camps. He would return to Rong Xianxian and said softly.

"In the summer, flies and mosquitoes are indispensable, especially in the wild. It is hard to prevent." Although Rong Xianxian is equipped with mosquito repellents, the medicine is precious. Insect poisons are repelling.

Even because of the addition of mutant spirit plants, it has the effect of eliminating miasma and warding off evil spirits, refreshing the mind and refreshing the mind.

The medicinal materials are precious, and they are not enough to be distributed to so many people. She doesn't want to be too conspicuous. Mosquito bites are just a little bit uncomfortable. It's just a little bit of sin. After the end of the world, the spiritual energy will recover. Much better than before, nothing major will happen.

Rong Xianxian and Cui Lie returned to the RV. Wang Lin had already pulled out the folding bed. There were four bunk beds on both sides.

Wang Lin, Xuan Xuan, and Xiao Luo were lying on the lower bunk on the left. Wang Lin held a storybook in his hand and was telling them a story.

Although summer is approaching, the temperature has risen significantly, but the cool breeze at night makes the temperature inside the car comfortable.

The two children yawned while listening to the story. When they saw Rong Xianxian get into the car, Xuanxuan got up from the bed and ran over to hug Rong Xianxian and act like a spoiled child.

After Jiang Jie had just checked the trap, he practiced with Wang Qirui for a while, and ran in sweating profusely.

"Sister Rong, I have checked all the traps set up and posted the sound transmission. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" Jiang Jie asked, panting slightly.

(End of this chapter)