After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

  Chapter 134, the end of the world, hot pot

  The carpenter’s zombie’s eyes have not been opened for a long time, and it still can’t think, but instinctively feels that it’s better to close its eyes to welcome death.

   At least a little bit of dignity.

  Although it does not understand what dignity means, it does not affect it to maintain its dignity.

  A long time, a long time.

  It seems, still alive.

  An hour later, it slowly opened its eyes.

  In front of him, the two of them were already gone.

  A flash of joy flashed in the sluggish eyes of the carpenter's zombie, he staggered around, took the wood planing tool, and started to plan the wood again.

   Escape from the dead and plan a log to celebrate.

   rustle--

  There are more and more debris on the ground, and the carpenter zombies tilted their heads to look at the debris on the ground.

  An unsearchable, heavy sigh sounded.

  A look of helplessness flashed in the sluggish eyes of the carpenter's zombie, he reluctantly put down the tools in his hand, and squatted down extremely slowly.

   Squeak.

  The stiff joints made a creaking sound, and the weird twisted fingers fished toward the ground, barely catching some debris.

  The stiff arm is not easy to bend, and the sawdust will fall down with a slight movement.

  The carpenter zombie took five minutes to stand up, and another ten minutes to walk to a smaller door in the back room.

  Several pieces of debris were thrown into the room inside. The debris drew a graceful arc in the air and fell on top of a pile of sawdust.

  Carpenter's zombies are like hiding treasures. They awkwardly turned their heads and glanced around.

  I am afraid that someone will see its treasure.

  After confirming that there was no one, the carpenter zombie stretched out a weird twisted finger, and it took five minutes to put a finger that was about to be broken on the wooden door handle.

   reluctantly closed the door.

  After that, the carpenter zombies slowly squatted on the ground, holding a few pieces of debris, and headed for the treasure in the small door of the back room.

  For normal people, this is nothing but a very boring and energy-consuming thing.

  I don’t even want to spend such a long time doing this thing with my neuropathy.

  For carpenter zombies, this is the only way of entertainment since the end of the world.

  Yes, entertainment.

  It still doesn’t understand what happiness is. It only knows that such behavior is not disgusting, and even makes it crazy more than flesh and blood.

  This is probably the obsession of his carpenter's work for many years before his death!

  People are dead, still thinking about their work.

If the owner of the   furniture factory is still alive, he can give the carpenter zombies a dedication award.

  ……

  Bai Xixin sits in the back seat of the bicycle, and the breeze blows her bangs, making her look sad.

   "You said, am I too soft-hearted?"

  Bai Xi's voice is muffled.

  Obviously, zombies are her greatest enemy in her life. She has no psychological burden for killing people and zombies.

  The death of Xiao Luo, and the melancholy in the sluggish eyes of the carpenter's zombies, made Bai Xixi extremely confused.

  She can kill those bloodthirsty monsters with sluggish expressions without hesitation.

   can also kill the bad guys who have bad intentions without psychological burden.

  For those zombies who were not hostile or even looked a bit pitiful, when Bai Xisheng started, he was full of hesitation in her heart.

"Little Ram is always the best and the most gentle." Leng Yebai smiled lightly, "Little Ram will kill anyone who wants to kill. Whoever wants to live, let whoever live, whether it is a zombie or a human, as long as You like it, you can."

  Xiao's choice is his choice.

   "What about you?" Bai Xixin placed her head lightly on Leng Yebai's back, and asked softly, "What do you think should be killed and what should not be killed?"

  Leng Yebai did not think, but blurted out directly.

  "Those who should be killed are those who will hurt you and zombies. There is nothing that shouldn't be killed."

  As long as it touches his bottom line, there are no unkillable people, unkillable zombies in the world.

  His bottom line is the Bai family.

  In this lifetime, his family affection, love, and friendship have been fully demonstrated in the Bai family.

  Even if the Bai family became big villains, he didn't care.

  No matter what happens, no matter when, he will stand firmly on his family's side.

  Bai Xixin sighed lightly, her heart heavy.

  Zombies, people, supernatural beings, high-level zombies.

   makes the already complicated world worse.

   "Xiao Yu, there is a hot pot restaurant in front of you, do you want to eat it?"

  Leng Yebai felt the melancholy breath on Bai Xilin's body, and quickly pointed to a hot pot restaurant in front of him, and changed the subject.

  In the last days, the hot pot restaurant has long been empty, and you can faintly see the chaos inside the hot pot restaurant.

The poor supplies in    were taken away by the survivors a long time ago, and even the small gas stove inlaid in the hot pot restaurant’s table was torn down.

   "Go, go and see!"

  Bai Xixi came in interest.

  Women’s biggest hobby is trains.

  Walk to eat, shop to eat, shop to eat...

  After the end of the world, people who want to eat hot pot can only be eaten at home, there is no hot pot atmosphere of eating in the store!

  Leng Yebai looked at Bai Xilin's interest, pedaling a little faster, and walked straight towards the defeated hot pot restaurant.

  The plaque of ‘Authentic Hot Pot’ hung crookedly, as if it was about to fall in the next second.

  Leng Yebai parked the bicycle at the door of the hot pot restaurant, locked it with a big lock, and walked inside with Bai Xilin.

  The hot pot restaurant is messy and can barely get off the feet.

  Fortunately, there is no black blood in it, and there is no smell of corruption.

  Leng Yebai found a place that looked fairly clean, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and carefully wiped off the dust on the chair, so that Bai Xilin sat on it.

  At this time, there was no food in the hot pot restaurant, and it was evacuated by the survivors long ago.

   Fortunately, Bai Xilin has room.

  A small gas stove was moved out of the space, and some ingredients and hot pot base were taken out.

  In order to cover up, Bai Xilin took out an empty schoolbag out of the space.

  If someone sees it, she can use her own book-packaged dishes.

  I can’t manage so much, if I’m in a bad mood, I’ll have hot pot.

   With a slap, the flame burst out from the gas stove, and the flame ignited.

  The rich aroma of hot pot is overflowing, Bai Xilin's eyes are shining at the hot pot.

  I don’t care about the messy surroundings at all. Eating hot pot in a hot pot restaurant has a special flavor.

  Leng Ye Bai looked at Bai Xixin drowningly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

  I don’t think Bai Xilin is dying at all, but I always feel that Xiao Xi is very cute no matter what he does.

   There was a slurping sound in the pot, and the hot pot bottom material was completely boiled, ready to put vegetables.

   Outside the door, suddenly came the voice of Bai Yifan cheering.

   "Wow! Grandma, I said, it must be our family. Look, isn't this the old sister!"

  Bai Yifan entered the hot pot restaurant with Liu Jing grinning, and didn't dislike the mess in the hot pot restaurant, and threw the dishes prepared by Bai Xi Li into the boiling pot.

   "Your kid looks pretty good!"

  Liu Jing smiled and looked around. For a moment, she thought she had a dream about the end of the world.

  Having hot pot in a hot pot restaurant with family, come before the end of the world, but after the end of the world, it has become a luxury dream!

   "Hey, didn't I see the bicycle at the door!" Bai Yifan scratched his head.

  Who dares to cook hot pot on the street in the last days?

  Except for his family and Uncle Wang, no one is so brave.

  Who has a big lock on a broken bicycle!

  Only his brother-in-law!

  A combination of the two, Bai Yifan quickly guessed the answer.

  Probably only my family and Uncle Wang would have such a convulsion, eating hot pot on the street of the end of the world.

  　 Ask for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets, and collections.

  (End of this chapter)