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

Chapter 91 Heavy Locomotives
Xiao Zai squeezed under his mother's armpit, looked in through the empty window frame, and whispered in surprise: "Hey, it's a slide."

Mu Cang also felt that the color of the coffin lid was very familiar. Hearing what his son said, he remembered where he had seen it before.

"This is the coffin lid you used as a slide last night?"

She looked around the room, it was about ten square meters in size, there was a pink oversized suitcase, and nothing else.

Obviously someone has already moved into this room first, it should be the owner of the sunny doll.

Judging from the sewing basket and suitcase, she thinks that the other party is likely to be a girl, but then she thinks of the steel wire twisted into a bow, and the coffin lid, and thinks that the other party may also be a boy who loves beauty.After all, there is a big disparity in strength between boys and girls.

Seeing his mother's hesitation, Xiao Zai asked, "Aren't we going in?"

If you don't enter this room, you can only go through the main entrance to find a suitable room inside the funeral parlor.

I don't know if there are evolving zombies hidden in the airtight building.

This room is very good. Since there are already tenants, it further proves that this room is the best choice at present.

Mu Cang swept away the broken glass on the window sill, carried his son in first, and then climbed in himself.

"Although there is a principle of first-come-first-served, we smashed all the windows. Right now, we can only wait until the former tenant returns. No matter what, we have to help her guard the broken glass windows."

Xiao Zai nodded, "Well, it's time to apologize. We didn't know there was someone living in it before. When will she come back?"

Mu Cang shook his head, "It's getting dark, so it shouldn't take too much time."

She just wants a place to shelter from the wind and rain, and she can exchange goods with the other party, even if it is only a corner of about one square meter.

The room was very empty, Mu Cang did not allow his son to touch the only coffin lid, and the mother and son stood by the window, far away.

Xiao Zai was very boring, and it became even more boring when it got dark.

He hung up the little robot and began to adjust the map. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find Si Mian. He wondered, "Mom, why does Meow now only show the dots of mother and cubs?"

Mu Cang had seen the real scene map of the surroundings through Miaowu early in the morning. At present, Miaowu can only cover the live broadcast within a radius of one kilometer, and it can only be in the open air.

For example, it is difficult to bring out the actual scene under the parking shed or inside the building.

At most, you can get a picture of the interior of the Qishan Funeral Parlor before the doomsday through Meow, including the floor plan, the distribution of each room, the function of each room, and so on.

But for Mu Cang who didn't plan to enter the funeral parlor, it was of little use.

Xiao Zai mentioned that he couldn't see the positioning light spot representing Si Mian, and Mu Cang thought there should be two reasons.

She explained: "Simian may be far away from us, and Meowth cannot temporarily cover his map; or..."

Xiao Zai hurriedly asked, "Or what."

Mu Cang waved her hand, unbelievable, she has been unable to figure out how Miaowu locates them, it is reasonable to say that there is no instrument hidden on their bodies to make it sense, but as long as it is every plant and tree around her and Xiao Zai, Miaowu Woo seems to know everything.

Xiao Zai wrinkled his face, his mother fell into deep thought halfway through her speech, which really drove him crazy, so he asked again: "Mom, or what?"

Mu Cang said lightly: "It's nothing. Or, your meow is rather stupid."

"Ah..." Xiao Zai clearly felt that his mother was perfunctory with him. He pursed his lips and snorted softly, "My Meow is not stupid!"

Mu Cang and Xiao Zai waited until ten o'clock in the evening, neither waiting for Si Mian to come back nor the former tenant.

The little guy couldn't hold it anymore, he dozed off in her arms like a chicken pecking at rice, and after a while, there was a slight snoring sound, obviously falling asleep.

The rain outside was still falling, as if the rain would never stop.

There is a drainage ditch under the window of this room. Now the water has spread and surged up, and the soaked walls are beginning to exude moisture from the outside to the inside.

Mu Cang rested his head on the curtain, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Suddenly, she heard a sharp bang, like the clash of metal.

Then, there was a harsh roar, the sound of heavy locomotives, and there were more than one.

Xiao Zai frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy when he was startled by the noise.

Mu Cang placed his backpack in the corner, and then gently placed his son on the backpack.

Losing his mother's warm embrace, Xiao Zai turned over in a little discomfort, lay on the backpack with hands and feet together, hugged him tightly, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Mu Cang stood by the window with an ax in hand. She opened a gap in the curtain and peeked out.

It was a convoy of heavy locomotives that broke into the Qishan funeral home.

About 30 people, some locomotives are two people, some locomotives are only one person.

Their car lights were very dazzling, illuminating the entire dam outside the funeral home as bright as day.

Mu Cang saw that the leader was a bald man holding a helmet and directing the entire convoy, divided into three groups.

The first group stayed where they were, unloading things from the locomotive; the second group went into the parking shed and fiddled with the idle funeral cars; the third group, headed by the bald man, walked towards the funeral home where Mu Cang was.

The third group is the group with the largest number of people. It can be seen through thick rain capes that these people are tall and sturdy.

Mu Cang's hand holding the ax tightened slightly.

She didn't think she was lucky enough to hit a rock with a pebble, so she could only pray that these people were not some vicious people.

The bald head made a gesture, and two people walked out of the line, one to the left and one to the right, and began to check the surroundings of the funeral home.

This is a very cautious leader.

They all have walkie-talkies in their hands, and it is very convenient to communicate.

After the two walked away, the bald head led the rest of the people towards the gate.

The door that Mu Cang didn't even have the courage to push open was easily opened after being poked a few times by others.

When she saw them, she all walked in, as if she was returning home, without any sense of fear.

Mu Cang moved to the corner where her son was, and she saw that the young man in charge of checking the situation on the left was already holding a flashlight and moving towards the window.

Mu Cang held his breath, leaned against the wall as much as possible, and shrank into a blind corner where the light couldn't reach.

The man touched the window and found that there was no glass. He immediately became cautious and opened the curtain to check without looking. He just lifted a crack and then reported the situation through the intercom while shining a flashlight into the room.

After seeing the coffin lid on the desk, his flashlight paused slightly, and then focused on the bracelet made of human teeth.

(End of this chapter)