Doomsday housewives: the head of the family does not bow down

Chapter 13 Finally Returning Home
"The door is open."

Following a mechanical voice announcement, the entrance door opened, and it was quiet inside. The building blocks and toy cars scattered on the ground were still as they were when they left yesterday.

Xiao Zhi never came back?
She thought of the Hermes bag in the co-pilot, and smiled self-deprecatingly, maybe she had been back, but only, it might not be her and Zai Zai's home.

"Mom, is there a father?"

Xiao Zai has leaned into the room with half of his body, and is struggling to pull the shoe cabinet.

"No."

Mu Cang entered the house, handed the indoor shoes to his son out of habit, and then closed the entrance door with his backhand.

When locking it, she remembered that if the lock was locked from the inside, it would be impossible to open it from the outside, so she gave up the idea of ​​locking it.

She comforted herself that she was still alive. Xiao Zhi owned half of the property in this house, so she had no right to prevent him from entering the house.

As soon as Xiao Zai entered the room, he rushed to the balcony, where there was a game corner with bookshelves, building block tables, and several boxes of toys.

Mu Cang checked every room, then drew the curtains, locked the windows, and didn't even dare to turn on the lights.

The curtains in the room were fully blackout. When she closed the curtains on the balcony, the room became dark.

"Mom, Zai Zai can't see anything."

Drawing the curtains is to guard against zombies, and turning off the lights is to guard against malicious people.

But the house was dark. Not only did her son feel uncomfortable, she also felt extremely depressed.

Mu Cang said helplessly: "Zai Zai has to get used to living in the dark, I don't know how long this electricity can last."

The paralysis of a city takes far less time than its construction.

She found the night lights that had not been used for a long time from the drawer, and plugged a few in the corner, "The light is not good, so I will take a break after playing for a while. Is Zai Zai hungry, mother will go get something to eat."

Xiao Zai nodded, "Hungry."

There were clearly cookie crumbs hanging from the corners of his mouth.

Mu Cang was silent for a while, thought for a moment, and then said, "It's better to eat later, when you're really hungry."

I don’t know how long the supplies at home will last, and many plans need to be carefully planned from this moment on.

She walked into the kitchen and began to plan the supplies. She classified the ingredients one by one that were difficult to store, easy to store, easy to carry, took a long time to cook, and could be cooked or raw; then the daily necessities at home, children Supplies, etc., routine medication, etc., calculate the time one by one and write them down in the notebook.

The most important thing is a life-saving weapon. Apart from kitchen knives, the only things left at home are razors, eyebrow razors, and hair clippers. After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, I found at most a few wrenches and screwdrivers.

"Whoo~"

Mu Cang took a breath and was somewhat thankful that she had picked up a watermelon knife. Unfortunately, the blade had been curled and was no longer as sharp as when she first picked it up.

She can't sharpen the knife, so she can only learn to rub it on the sharpening stick, but the phenomenon of the blade curling has not improved much, it can only be said that it is better than nothing.

After she had been busy for a long time, she realized that the house was too quiet. She was usually bouncing around and pestering her little boy from time to time, but today she didn't make any trouble.

She curiously walked towards the game corner, and then she discovered that the little guy had dragged a futon and was kneeling between the two curtains, quietly looking out from the gap.

Mu Cang walked over and looked out through the gap——

Outside is the central garden of the community. The large lawn is empty.

"What is Zai Zai looking at?"

"Watch the boys play football."

Mu Cang squinted his eyes and looked around. The surroundings were quiet, and there was no little brother. She asked, "Why didn't I see it?"

In the current situation, she doesn't think there are any living people who dare to play football in broad daylight.

Xiao Zai just replied sullenly, "It's gone."

Gone?

Mu Cang looked away, sighed and patted his son's head, thinking that his son was feeling sad. In the past, there were many scenes of little brothers playing football downstairs, but now they are gone.

Unexpectedly, the moment she turned to leave, a bloody human head rolled back onto the lawn again, and several small zombies chased the head for a long distance.

Mu Cang returned to the living room, took out the clothes he had just chosen, and shouted to Xiao Zai on the balcony: "Come and take a bath. Mom will prepare something delicious for you later."

The water, electricity and gas at home are currently functioning normally, only the network is interrupted.

She first charged all the rechargeable devices one by one, and then put some perishable ingredients into the fruit dryer, ready to dry and store in a vacuum.

I don’t know how long the water, electricity and gas at home can last. I need to wash everything that can be washed. I’m afraid I won’t be able to do this in the future.

After stripping her son naked, she discovered that there were many bruises on the little guy's body. He groaned when the towel was rubbed, but he didn't say a word on the road.

Mu Cang wrapped his son in a bath towel, feeling distressed, "Do you know it hurts now?"

"It doesn't hurt." Xiao Zai shook his head, "Zai Zai didn't bleed, and mother doesn't cry when she bleeds."

Following her son's gaze, Mu Cang realized that the sweat towel tied to her arm was soaked with blood. Because her nerves were always on high alert, she didn't notice any pain from this small injury.

She rubbed the small curly hair on her son's head with a dry hair hat and praised: "Yes, Zai Zai is now a little man. He bleeds, sweats and does not shed tears!"

Xiao Zai chuckled and was lifted up into bed by his mother.

Mu Cang dressed her son, handed him a pack of dominoes, and put a night light on the bedside table before she went into the bathroom in the dark to clean herself.

The clothes were covered with blood, rancid and smelly, and were damaged in several places, so she had to throw them into the trash can.

The wound on the arm is bloody and turned out, but it is not deep. There is no condition for tetanus. I can only use iodine at home.

After she covered the wound with waterproof stickers, she opened the puffy head and washed it from head to toe.

The bruises on her body were dozens of times more than Xiao Zai's, the tiger's mouth holding the knife was split, and it was still a little numb.

After being washed by the hot water, the fatigue in the whole body did not disappear, but became more sore, as if lifting iron for several days in a row.

When she got dressed and walked out of the bathroom wearing a hair drying cap, she found that her son had fallen asleep among a pile of dominoes.

Mu Cang also felt tired. She blew out the aromatherapy lamp, swept away some of the dominoes, fell down, hugged her son's small body, and fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until there was a quick knock on the door that she turned over and got up from the bed, and reached for the watermelon knife hidden under the bed with her backhand.

The knocking on the door outside is very violent!
Mu Cang frowned when she saw her sleeping son. She quickly picked up the knife and walked towards the door.

As soon as I walked to the living room, the knock on the door disappeared.

Mu Cang glanced at the electronic screen on the porch, it was [-]:[-] in the afternoon, and it was getting dark.

She hid behind the entrance door, stood on tiptoe, and looked out through the peephole——

The sensor light in the elevator hall was already on, and a long bloodstain stretched from behind the elevator door all the way to the fire escape that she couldn't see.

(End of this chapter)