Extraordinary members of the last days

Chapter 85

Wei Song worked very hard to do all the things he could do but not do, such as washing clothes, cleaning, and even cooking.It can be seen that he has no working experience at all, he was in a hurry, almost fell off the boat while cleaning, almost overturned the pot while cooking, and his fingers were burned red.But he didn't say a word, just wiped his face and continued to struggle.

Obviously, Wei Song is desperately trying to prove his worth.It just so happened that the injuries of the three-person team were not healed. No one stopped Wei Song's behavior. If someone offered to help, let him go.At most, when Mingzhi was cooking, Mingzhi was on the sidelines to point it out. Anyway, what was cooked was the rice of the three-person team, what a waste if it was messed up.

"The rice is ready." Seeing the uncooked rice, Wei Song greeted happily, and then habitually walked to a corner of the cabin.

"Why are you going?" Mo Yi called to stop him.

"I, my biscuits are there." Wei Song rubbed the corner of his clothes uncomfortably, glanced at the steaming rice uncontrollably, and swallowed.

"This?" Ming Zhi picked up the shrunken biscuit packaging bag with his fingertips and shook it, there were only some fine particles inside.

Wei Song's face turned red, and he hurriedly said: "Sister Ming, it doesn't matter to me, really! I, I'm going to go fishing right away." Then he ran out in a hurry.

A long leg was lying in front of him, and he looked up, Wen Ling's poker face was looking at him casually.

"Wen, Brother Wen?!" For some reason, Wei Song was particularly afraid of Wen Ling, to the extent that he could tremble as long as the other party looked at him.

Wen Ling didn't say much, grabbed Wei Song by the collar and slipped him to the small dining table, and pressed it down.

Wei Song jumped up as if being pricked by a needle, but his head slammed into a piece of wood diagonally above him, tears streaming down his eyes instantly.He didn't care much, and waved his hands desperately: "No, no, no, really, me, I'll just go fishing, really."

Mo Yi slapped the table, and raised his eyebrows coldly: "You think this fish is easy to catch. I caught three of them after staying up half the night last night! You are waiting to eat the fish, hum, you might as well wipe your neck yourself!" Unlike the north, this place is basically a warm water environment, even in winter, there are not a few days of freezing period.But it’s good after the end of the world, it’s been minus ten degrees for nearly a month, and it’s good if a few fry survive.

"Brother Mo..." Wei Song was about to cry, he knew what the other party meant, but he was really ashamed.He saved himself once and returned the biscuits, that's enough of righteousness, how can he continue to eat and drink.

"Don't be wordy! What kind of man do you look like?!" Mo Yi stared, "Sit down, go out after dinner, catch a few fish and come back to top it!"

Wei Song sat down obediently, and couldn't stop the tears that he had held back for more than two months. He began to cry silently. It was too late to wipe off the hot tears, and he stuffed them into his mouth together with the soft rice.

The weather has gotten warmer now, and the ice on the river is getting smaller and smaller. When you sleep at night, you can hear the sound of water splashing day by day. Even in the coldest early morning, it doesn't drop below zero.After the meal, everyone went fishing together. If there are few fish, then we will have more fishermen!Let you run again!Fish is a rare thing, and it is better to store as much as possible.

Until the evening, the four of them caught six fish, four of which weighed less than two catties, and only two that were fatter.Ming Zhi, who had a wound on her hand, had already taken a back seat in the kitchen. She first asked Mo Yi and Wen Ling to dig out the internal organs of the fish, and then directed Wei Song, who was clumsy, to wash them clean, wrap them in plastic wrap and put them in the heat preservation place. The box was filled with ice cubes from the river.Finally, the incubator was placed on the bottom of the cabin, covered with several layers of thick blankets.

In fact, this is just for Wei Song to see. If it weren't for him, Ming Zhi would have taken up the space a long time ago, and it took so much effort.Alas, how else can I put it, it is inconvenient to have outsiders.But Wei Song knew what was good and what was wrong, he never talked too much and never looked blindly.He also kept his eyes on the items in the cabin without touching them, even when he was cooking, he would ask Mingzhi first, and he would do whatever materials Mingzhi gave him, working diligently and actively following a dumb Like a little bee, Ming Zhi couldn't get angry at all.

On the second day, except for Ming Zhi who was "disabled" in his hand and changed to steer, the three fishermen caught seven fish in total, which was better than the first day.For the fish this time, Mingzhi collected four of them calmly and put them into the space, and the rest were smeared with salt inside and out, and hung them with ropes through their gills to dry in the shade of the cabin.

At noon, under the command of chef Ming Zhi, the rookie Wei Song stewed the spicy fish freshly out of the pot. The four of them ate a whole bundle of dried noodles, and their foreheads were sweating.

Ming Zhi clumsily ate the noodles with a fork, which looked like spaghetti.Depressedly looking at the fingers that had just grown some tender nails, she sighed in her heart, when will it take for them to grow well.

"Don't look," Mo Yi stuck out his tongue hissingly, picked up the glass placed in the ice and took a big gulp, taking a long breath of comfort, "I think you're recovering well. It's only been two days since the scab on one finger, don't worry, the more anxious the better."

Wen Ling put the thorny fish into the bowl for her, and lowered his voice: "There is me."

Seeing him so gentle for the first time, Wei Song subconsciously shuddered, holding the small bowl and moving back a little.

Looking at the high mountain of fish meat in the bowl, Ming Zhi nodded, grabbed a big chopsticks, and bit!
"By the way, Lingzi," Mo Yi raised his head and said vaguely, "Your wound is almost done, I'll remove the thread for you later."

Wei Song stayed by the side when the stitches were removed, and couldn't help but change his face when he saw the ten-centimeter scar on Wen Ling's head, this, this hurts so much.

After finishing the work, Mo Yi squinted at the stunned Wei Song, pulled him over without saying a word, squeezed his thin arms, and curled his lips in disdain: "Chicken."

Not knowing whether it was to show off on purpose or something else, Wen Ling stood up and straightened his clothes, revealing his thin waist intentionally or unintentionally.So, Wei Song, who was just about to refute, looked at the well-defined six-pack muscle, and became listless.

Mo Yi chuckled, "Just find out!" He had already tagged Wen Ling, and this guy was just so annoying!As he spoke, he bent down and moved the vat at his feet away.Then Wei Song looked at his slightly raised arms with this small movement, and was about to cry.
Because there are newcomers joining, the vigil is temporarily adjusted into a team of two. Wen Ling with the highest force value is paired with a rookie Wei Song, and Mo Yi and Ming Zhi are in a team.

The dark night sky seemed particularly oppressive, and the surroundings were quiet, with occasional chirping of small insects and the sound of running water.Wen Ling and Wei Song stood at the bow of the boat and at the stern of the boat, silent for a long time.Wei Song glanced at the normal-looking person over there from time to time, wondering whether it would be better for him to find a topic.

"Have you ever killed a zombie?" Unexpectedly, it was Wen Ling who spoke first.

This low sentence sounded like a thunderbolt to Wei Song. He jumped up almost immediately, stammering: "Kill, kill!" Then he asked cautiously, "Kill with others!" Yes, does it matter?"

Wen Ling cast a slanted glance at him, then glanced into the cabin, and Wei Song, who understood, sat down quickly and lowered his voice, "I'm sorry."

"Then why was it thrown out?" Wen Ling stared at the slowly flowing river and asked calmly.

Seeing that the other party deduced what happened to him, Wei Song neither concealed nor pretended to be pitiful, and said flatly: "There are people who are stronger than me, and I spend too much food. And," he paused, looked up Wen Ling, who didn't respond, continued, "They, they are too much! I, I couldn't get along with them, so I had a fight, and then they deliberately made things difficult for me, and even snatched my backpack! There are several loaves of bread in it!!"

Wen Ling became a little more interested, and turned to look at him, "Why can't we get along?"

Wei Song's immature face flushed red, and then he was filled with anger: "They, they don't treat girls as human beings! They are like animals! Last month, a girl couldn't stand it and committed suicide. Also, In the past, there were girls who were tortured to death by them! Just for, just for half a steamed bun."

Wen Ling narrowed his eyes suddenly, flicked his wrist, and the branch in his hand plunged into the river like lightning, and when he lifted it up, he saw a fish wriggling futilely on it.Wei Song at the stern couldn't close his mouth, he was dumbfounded.

"That's normal, isn't it?" Wen Ling calmly took off the fish, took out a dagger from his waist, and opened his stomach. He seemed to be able to do anything in the dark that he could do in the day.

Wei Song, who just came back to his senses, was shocked again, and he said angrily, "How can it be normal?! They, they"

"Then, you can get off the boat." Wen Ling tossed a sentence lightly, his eyes continued to stare at the river surface, and he didn't even pay attention to half of his eyes.

Wei Song opened his mouth, trying to say something, but sadly found that he didn't know how to speak, and all the remaining words of excuses, everything, were all choked in his throat.He knew, he knew from the very beginning, that the three people on board actually didn't care about their own life or death at all.If you are obedient, stay; if you are unclear, goodbye

"If you want to live, you must have the value of living." After handling the fish in minutes, Wen Ling accurately threw it into the ice basin on the side.

Wei Song was shocked, as if he had been greatly stimulated.He lowered his head and remained silent for a while.

"Brother Wen, I, I want to live."

"I want to live!"

After a long time, Wei Song raised his head, trembling but said firmly, "I want to live!"

"Very good, starting tomorrow, do [-] push-ups in the morning and evening." Wen Ling often communicated with Mo Yi about various ways of exercising his body. In his opinion, this push-up is really good.

So early the next morning, Wen Ling, who had just woken up, looked at Ming Zhi and Mo Yi standing at the door in a daze, not knowing what to do.

In the first day of dawn, there was still a thin layer of mist floating on the surface of the river, which made people's faces wet and comfortable.Wei Song was doing push-ups hard in the cabin at the front, beads of sweat were pattering down, and even traces of white steam could be seen on his head.

"How many?" Wen Ling asked slowly, wiping his face.

Mo Yi stretched out a few fingers: "Twelve." He touched his chin again and shook his head, "This kid's physical fitness is too poor. But, Lingzi, why did you stimulate him last night?" He didn't believe that Wei Song would miss out. Started spelling this for no reason.

Wen Ling walked to the pot on the side, ready to make porridge, and paused a bit when he heard the words: "Because, he wants to live."

"Then, I'll let him live."

(End of this chapter)