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

Chapter 17 Are You Dead?
Xiao Zai shook his head, thought for a while, and pointed to the desk.

The dried sweet potatoes on it looked like five or six pieces were missing.

The plate of sweet potatoes was originally served as a snack for his son. A piece of dried sweet potato is about the size of a little finger, five or six pieces, not too many.

Maybe sweet potatoes cause bloating?
Mu Cang went to the drawer and found a small pack of hawthorn slices, handed it to his son, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him lying on the bean bag, squinting his eyes, and rubbing his belly while eating.

She thought that maybe the little guy's gastrointestinal digestion function was not as good as before because he had been kept at home for too long without outdoor activities.

Perhaps, some more physical exercises should be arranged, and the talent of "escape" must always be developed.

Mu Cang looked at the thick rice porridge left in his son's bowl, and grunted a few times in spite of half a pot of clear soup.

In this weather, and there is no refrigerator available, in line with the principle of not wasting, she poured the porridge from her son's bowl into the milk pot, stirred it, and drank it all by herself.

The afternoon sun makes people feel lazy and makes them want to sleep when they close their eyes.

Mu Cang thought, move less, and eat less, she dragged a yoga mat, laid it next to the bean bag where Xiao Zai was lying, and squinted her eyes comfortably.

Xiao Zai fell asleep with the hawthorn slices in his mouth. When he woke up, his mouth was still sour and sweet.

He was woken up by the pain, his stomach hurts, and he felt like vomiting.

Turning over, I found that my mother was sleeping next to her, frowning tightly, her face was very pale, sweat was all over her, and her hair was soaked.

He called softly: "Mom."

Mu Cang didn't respond.

Xiao Zai rubbed his little belly, climbed down from the bean bag, lay on his mother, and gently pushed his mother, "Mom, my stomach hurts, I want to poop."

Mu Cang still didn't respond, only his eyelids trembled, as if he was about to wake up, but he couldn't.

Xiao Zai felt that his stomach was getting more and more painful, but his mother was too deep in sleep and couldn't wake up no matter what.

Holding his stomach, he walked slowly to the bathroom of the master bedroom, climbed up the baby ladder, and for the first time had a bowel movement alone without the supervision of his mother.

This time, the stinky smell was particularly smelly, and it was like urinating, watery, and his stomach was twisting and hurting again and again. He sat on the toilet and didn't want to get up.

"Mom, wipe your butt."

He yelled in the bathroom of the master bedroom. The mother in the study seemed to be still sleeping, and she didn't come over after waiting for a long time.

The room was dark, and he was a little scared. He pulled out a tissue and tried to wipe his butt, but found that his hands were too short to reach it.

After thinking about it, he followed his mother's example, took off the smart toilet remote control next to him, tried the buttons on it one by one, and finally tried the small button for spraying water, cleaning his butt clean.

If the water droplets represent spray water, those wind shapes represent blowing?Dry your butt like you dry your little hands in the mall.

Thinking of this, he pressed the wind button again and blew his butt, then he put on his shorts, stepped on the baby ladder and got off the toilet.

After returning to the study, Xiao Zai found that his mother rolled out of the yoga mat and crawled two steps away from the door of the study.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

He knelt next to his mother, fearing that the floor would be too hard, he wanted to hold his mother's head on his lap, but he couldn't hold it after several attempts, and even bumped his mother's forehead.

Xiao Zai was a little scared, "Mom, are you dead? Mom, mom, Zai Zai wants you to wake up."

Xiao Zai experienced panic for the first time, he started shaking his mother non-stop, calling for his mother, crying more and more loudly, feeling more and more frightened in his heart, but his mother didn’t open her eyes anyway, she didn’t move at all, like It's like dying.

He knew what it was to die, just like the little goldfish that was drawn in the lottery in the amusement park. He was also motionless and buried in the mud by the river by his mother. That was death, which meant that he would never appear again.

His little goldfish never appeared again.

He didn't want to see his mother again, he didn't want his mother to die, he didn't want her to be buried in the mud by the river.

The more Xiao Zai thought about it, the more frightened he became, he hugged his mother's body and began to cry loudly.

Mu Cang was so painful that she bowed like a shrimp. She was a little conscious and could hear the child's cry, but she couldn't open her eyes.

After a long effort, she could only crawl out two steps in the direction of the child's cry, and then she collapsed from exhaustion, feeling cold and hot.

She also felt her son's touch, felt his son lying on top of her, crying hoarsely, crying until her voice became hoarse, and she almost retched from crying, but she couldn't open her eyes.

Until the crying gradually died down, her drowsy consciousness fell asleep with her son's sobbing.

Xiao Zai was tired from crying and fell asleep crying.

He was awakened by a knock on the door, and when he woke up, it was already dark.

The window crack left by my mother did not let in any light, but the knocking on the door continued, getting louder every time, as if the door at home was being torn down.

He remembered that his mother said that if it was Dad, Dad would come in by himself and would not knock on the door.

He was scared and remembered the story about the big bad wolf eating the little white rabbit.

"Mom, there's a big bad wolf knocking on the door."

Xiao Zai shook his mother, and found that his mother still couldn't wake up, and her body was very hot.

He put his little hand on his mother's forehead and found that her mother was hot.

He imitated his mother's usual appearance again, and put his forehead against his forehead. This time, it was even hotter, and he heard his mother humming softly.

"Mom isn't dead."

Xiao Zai was a little happy, he remembered that when he was very hot, his mother would take off his clothes and wipe them with a cold towel.

The knocking on the door outside was getting louder and louder, it sounded terrible and harsh, he wanted his mother to wake up quickly, so he ran to the bathroom to get water, turned on the tap, but there was no water.

He went to turn on other faucets, but none of them had water.

My mother said that there will be no water one day.

He took out a small basin, scooped some out of the bathtub filled with water, pulled off his mother's towel, and carried it to the study.

The room was dark, and the light from his toy torch could only illuminate a little.

Mom's face is very red and very hot.

Xiao Zai pulled up his mother's clothes, revealing her white belly, which was so thin that it was even sagging.

He moistened the towel with water and wiped his mother's body, hoping to cool her down, but suddenly there was a violent impact and the whole building shook.

Mu Cang, who was in a coma, seemed to sense something, and the brows that were relieved just now were twisted into small knots again.

A cold little hand stroked her forehead gently, and whispered in her ear: "Mom, don't be afraid, Zai Zai protects mother, Zai Zai will fight off the big bad wolf."

(End of this chapter)