Apocalypse Cockroach

A large wind wave was handled by Zhang Xiaoqiang, who showed Zhang Huaian to deal with the past. Yang Keer and Shangguan Qiaoyun led the team in the search for supplies. Zhang Xiaoqiang toured the new children in the camp with meow.

In the construction planning of the camp, a large area of vacant space was reserved, originally intended as a warehouse or something. Now it is an open-air school. Huang Tingwei heads up with Lu Xiaobu and some inappropriate team members, each with one or two hundred less, many with three or four hundred children to attend classes, thought classes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was not much of a fool. He and Meow Meow went around the periphery and fled for a few laps. To be precise, he was disgusted. Even if the main character was himself, he was disgusted. Whether Huang Tingwei or Lu Xiaobu, he used his loudest roar to explain a reason to those children who half didn't understand. His parents were not as good as Brother Cockroach's kisses. If he wanted to eat well, dress well, he had to remember Brother Cockroach's good in his heart.

Teammates howled on it, children of all ages below sat down, yelled on it, they shouted, no distractions, no joining ears, they yelled those words with the utmost force, little faces were red, but corners of eyes were sweeping around, deeply afraid that someone would see them yell not hard.

Children's naive voices are coming from far away in this empty camp, and even the gathering place can hear the noise coming from the lakeside camp.

Meow looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a smile and made a vomiting ghost face. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt goosebumps on his body. He really wanted to rush forward and grab the guy in front of the stage who kissed his ass and clean it up. He had no objection to kissing his ass, but you have to make it clear. Isn't it disgusting to shoot so white?

Thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang still didn't take action. He thought of something. He couldn't even listen to it beside him. Not to mention Huang Tingwei, they had to yell out loud. Isn't that even more disgusting?

“Check it out elsewhere, I panicked in here...”

Meow naturally walked from the good to the wall on the outskirts of the camp by pushing a small strong wheelchair.

Work on the fence has begun, various single bunkers and trench traps have been laid out outside, the remaining large bricks have been fortified, various heavy vehicles have been evacuated from the site, countless women carrying small children are doing the cleaning work, they are carrying building garbage with various tools, along the short bridge made of scaffolding and bamboo chip pedals, dumping garbage into the large truck compartment on the side.

Women work diligently, every time they bring up garbage is full of dust, raised dust to cover the sky, they can't hide in the dust of the sun, except to cover the children behind them strictly and honestly, let themselves be dusty dusty dusty face, the children behind them are not noisy, hide behind their mother and wait for the next time to eat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was quite satisfied with the performance of these women. Many of the thousands of young mothers were young and beautiful. Perhaps they would not be better off if they abandoned their children. At least Zhang Xiaoqiang saw dozens of more beautiful women than the so-called famous school flowers at the auction. They might be able to get a clothes-free place by the leaders outside.

Seeing these beautiful women who work behind their children's backs in silence, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but sigh, in the end of life, most people are crazy, they trample on everything they can trample on, self-esteem, law, order, and humanity, they can kill people without hesitation for a piece of bread, a dress, or they can think of a line of hope to survive, abandon their children, and leave their families. Even at the most critical juncture, push the person closest to you into desperation, just to earn a little time to let yourself escape, the representative is Zhang Xiaoqiang * * died by Takahashi.

That said, it is not absolute, there are mothers who have been driven away at the risk of caravans to accommodate their children, there are Liangzi who has risked his life to go to the lake to feed his companions, and there are snowflakes who are willing to be abused in order to feed five young children. These people are so rare in the flash point of the end of their lives, in a cold and selfish place.

Zhang Xiaoqiang, with acute vision, saw the young teacher named Wang Xueying. She also worked with other women. Next to her was the little girl named Gao Jing. The little girl was 13 years old and according to the rules of the motorcade, all children over the age of 13 had to work.

One big and one small two maids are as dirty as the people beside them. The big maid did not hold her breath and smile like other women, her face spinning two bars, even though her face was full of thick dust, the bars were so clear.

Looking at the snow, she was very satisfied with her present life. Five children were taken in by the motorcade, even though they did not eat well, they could fill their stomachs. No more students could sleep hungry at night. She secretly cried. She did not have to endure the tears of those men on her. She remembered that the belt was held by a man in his hand and fell on her body like a rainy spot. She was not cold and chestnuts until she returned to God. She stood on the construction site with sand and gravel on her back, and as if in her dream, this was her paradise.

She is surrounded by high elite, the child is weak, can not carry many heavy objects, look at the snow, let the high elite carry the ground crushed stone and sand import bag by her hands, nobody beat her after a day of high elite, nobody tortured her, which made her understand what Zhang Xiaoqiang said, to earn food with both hands, that is, to be able to eat and not be beaten.

The elite is probably one of the most cherished of many women. She knelt very hard on the ground, carefully gathered the scattered sandstone to her knees, and held it in the pockets beside her. Some of the crushed stones broke her fingers and palms. Even if she did not feel bitter, she repeated the previous work with her wounded and tired little hands.

Looking back to the high elite who was concentrating on her work on her knees, she saw the wound on her hand, shouted, covered her hands in her palm, worried to ask questions, the high elite just didn't answer, gently moved her little hand to want to retract, but swept the corner of her eyes on the dirt pile in front of her, her heart still remembered the hard work she had to do.

An inky green military kettle passed to Snowflake, was Zhang Xiaoqiang. He and Mei reached two maids. Mei covered her face on Zhang Xiaoqiang's back and breathed the smell of Zhang Xiaoqiang's body. There was everywhere dust around her. Although dissatisfied, there was no way.

Wang Xueying cautiously took the kettle open and rinsed the hands of the high elite with clean water. The high elite knew Zhang Xiaoqiang. She was not struggling, and let the fresh water flow at her fingertips, dropping onto her carefully assembled bag.

“You don't have to work here. You used to be a kindergarten. Go on and be a kindergarten. There are more than a dozen children in the camp who have no family. He will be taken care of by you. The little girl next to you will be your deputy. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he needed to take care of his little hometown. As for the elite, even if it was a collateral product, it seemed that the elite had no resentment at all for killing her father. Instead, he was a little grateful?

He nodded with gratitude. Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed his gaze at his dazed elite.

“You're doing better than I imagined. Don't worry about someone kicking you out. Follow your sister in the future. Remember, don't trade your body for food..."

Gao Jingqiang nodded his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang. His eyes were not as empty as yesterday's. Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was a little sharp. He just wanted to say a few more words. Meow covering her back with his head pointed against his back constantly spinning, urging him to leave this dusty place, it seemed that Meow could no longer bear it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled slightly at the two little maids, clapped their hands against Meow's little head watermelon, and the two went through the continuous dust, watching Zhang Xiaoqiang's wheelchair leave, looking at Snowflake couldn't help but hold the tall elite in her arms, and said in her ear:

“Don't worry about being bullied in the future, I'll protect you...”