Chapter 583 Red Brick House

The next morning, Xia Yan opened her eyes naturally.

She looked at the time and found that it was only six o'clock in the morning.

It might be because she had something on her mind and couldn't sleep well.

Xia Yan didn't covet the softness of the bedding. She stretched her body and got up. After washing and changing into yesterday's clothes, she put her elbows on the heavy down jacket and prepared to go to the cafeteria for breakfast.

There was only her footsteps in the empty hall, and she couldn't see Xiong Xiong's whereabouts.

The cafeteria's food table was still full of hot food, and the robot was holding a rag and turning around the table.

Always ready to clean the oil stains.

Xia Yan put her clothes on the back of the chair, took out the plate, and prepared to have a high-calorie breakfast.

When the restaurant was full of customers, the sales of fruit pizza and supreme pizza were the highest, not to mention that the ingredients were solid, and a light bite could pull out long strings.

The mouth was full of the milky aroma of cheese.

Xia Yan brought a bowl of multiplying noodles, a small piece of fruit pizza, a pure meat and black pepper sausage, and finally a cup of black coffee to comfort herself.

Next, it was time to enjoy the food.

Outside the window, the protective shield guarding the hotel was outlined by the snow, and the sky was gray, as if it was going to snow again.

As soon as this thought came to mind, fragments of snowflakes drifted down.

The entire plain began to snow lightly, without the disturbance of the wind, it seemed quiet and beautiful.

Xiongxiong appeared in front of the protective shield, lying on it, looking at the flat snow surface outside - the road that was dug out with great effort yesterday was actually covered again after a day and a night.

There was no trace at all.

The power of nature is always stronger.

"Xiongxiong, let's go, Aru La and the others should be waiting anxiously."

The boss's voice came from behind, and Xiongxiong put on his down jacket, "Okay~"

Xia Yan and Xiongxiong returned to the place where they left last night. Just as she thought, Aru La and the others got up early, had breakfast, and loaded everything back into the car.

Just then, Xia Yan saw a few drops of dark sticky substance beside the wheel.

Her heart skipped a beat and she looked at the four people.

She actually overlooked a very important thing. From the moment they came back, the two children did not show any excitement.

Instead, they buried their little faces in Aru-la's abdomen and tightly wrapped their arms around her waist.

They seemed to be very scared.

Aru-la touched their heads and comforted them softly. When she looked up at Xia Yan's inquiring eyes, she forced a smile and said:

"It's okay now. It's a living dead. Fortunately, there is only one, so we reacted quickly and nothing happened. Now we are digging a pit to bury it in the soil."

They were ready, knowing that the further they went down, the more living dead there would be.

But when they really saw the corpse with a rotten face running over with flexible movements, the visual impact was so explosive that the scalp of the people who saw it was numb, and their legs were filled with cement and could not move at all!

Letting the children go to school was a decision made by the couple after a long consideration.

They can accept it.

Arula hugged the child tightly, silently praying to God for blessing and a safe journey.

Xia Yan didn't want to disturb them, so he followed the footprints on the ground lightly.

After walking a few steps, he heard the sound of digging.

Then he saw Cairang with a serious face and the zombie tied up.

What Xia Yan didn't expect was that the zombie was still alive, with a rough rope running through its rotten mouth, making it unable to open and close its mouth.

Then the rope locked its shoulders and arms tightly together, and its legs were bent backwards to the limit, tying its limbs together.

The zombie's gray eyes stared at Cairang who had his back to it, and a loud sound came out of his throat, struggling to get closer.

The pit was not big, at least two meters deep. Cairang jumped out of the pit. Although he saw Xia Yan, he didn't have time to say hello.

He went around the back of the zombie and lifted the zombie in the air like a fish.

Cairang walked to the edge of the pit, holding the rope with one hand and fixing the folded knees with the other hand, so that the zombie kept its head down and forced it into the pit.

He picked up the shovel, filled the soil with ice chips back in handfuls, and stepped on the top of the pit to try to compact the soil.

Xia Yan thought that was the end of it, but unexpectedly Cairang took out a deflated plastic bag from his pocket.

"I forgive you for what you did," he untied the bag, grabbed a handful from it, and sprinkled it on the soil, "You just took the wrong path, I don't blame you.

"Rest here, I sowed a strong seed, it will take root in your body, pierce your eyes and head, absorb nutrients, and your sins will be accepted by it. When the flower blooms, it will be the time for you to see the light. "

Cairang finally closed his eyes and made a strange gesture.

All this was settled.

When he turned around, the muscles on his face relaxed, as if he had confessed his actions to the gods in his heart.

"Let's go, it's best to get to the vicinity of the school before dark today."

Xia Yan had no objection.

Cairang led the yak in front, and the two children were still sitting in the old door curtain. Their mother Arula supported the frame to prevent things from falling and to help push the cart to save some energy for the yak.

The wheels rolled over the ground and made a creaking sound, which could be heard far away.

Their shadows stretched on the ground, connected to the frame carrying hope, and all mixed into a ball.

The ruts have been rolling from the past to the present, and the family of four has never changed.

After crossing a new high mountain, the stream has become a river, with a wide river surface and turbulent water.

At the end of the river bend, two small bungalows stood quietly like abandoned building blocks.

"That's it! The school is still there!" Cairang waved at the two houses, shouting "Hey, hey".

Even if his voice could not reach there at all, he still greeted them.

He seemed to be very sure that the people in the room had been guarding the window, waiting for parents to send their children to school.

It was easy to go up the mountain but difficult to go down the mountain. Cairang stood in front of the car, supported the frame with his back, and fell backwards, almost parallel to the mountain, with his heels heavily against the rocks as brakes.

Use your own strength to resist the heavy body of the car.

The yak seemed to know that this was a very dangerous thing, and kept mooing quietly, with its butt backwards and four hooves sticking on the ground and walking slowly.

Arula asked the children to get off the car early, and followed behind with an expression that there would be no problem and that she believed Cairang could do it.

They had walked this downhill road many times and were very experienced.

When the car finally stopped on the flat road, Cairang's legs were shaking.

"See, your father is the strongest man in the world." Arula said so.

After resting for a while, they continued to set off.

They crossed the bridge over the river and reached the other side.

The two small bungalows finally returned to their true size at this moment, and they were two dilapidated red brick houses.