40,000 Years of Cultivation

That is a portable speaker using dry batteries.

Music is one of the few entertainments of the demons in the **** wasteland.

Especially those demons who take the excitement potion, like to play crazy rock music to add to the fun when fighting, gambling or venting primitive animal desires.

The golden tooth boss pressed the play button, and the metal sound of howling ghosts and wolves suddenly came from the speaker.

Bai Xiaolu and Wan Zanghai both had headaches.

Boss Jinya curled his mouth, pulled out the player plugged into the speaker, crushed it in one hand, threw it out of the window, and got caught in the sand.

He took out his player carefully from his heart, and plugged it in. The melodious old song suddenly echoed in the sultry carriage, bringing a bit of coolness.

"In the heavenly West Virginia

There are the Blue Ridge Mountains, Shanandoa River

The lives there are far away, older than the trees

Younger than the mountains, growing up like a breeze

The country road, take me home, where is my home

West Virginia, Mother Dashan

Country road, take me home! "

Of course it is this song, the favorite of the Golden Teeth boss, the battle song of the Citigroup.

The Jinya boss squinted and smiled, shaking his head and shaking his head, and sang along.

To be honest, on the **** battlefield, in the vast area where the wind and sand roar, his rough voice is not too unpleasant, it can sing this country music to another flavor.

But in the narrow and sultry carriage, when the nerves of the boys and teenagers are highly nervous, his singing is not much different from the heavy metal ghost crying wolf howling just now.

"The Country Road—"

The golden tooth boss roared, his fat **** crushed the seat to "squeak", and from time to time he slapped Bai Xiaolu or Wan Zanghai on the shoulders-it depends on who is driving, "Take me back Home!"

The boy and the teenager looked at each other, and saw the smell of "dare to be angry but dare not speak" in each other's eyebrows.

No, I don't even dare to be angry, so I can only shrink my neck, accompany the smiling face, and even sing with the golden tooth boss.

"Sing, why don't you sing along, this is the best music in the world!"

The golden tooth boss happily scratched the itch of the wound, "West Virginia, Mother Dashan, Country Road, take me home!"

"West Virginia... Mother Mountain... Country Road... Take me home..."

The boy and the teenager reluctantly reconcile.

They listened to them over and over again, and they were forced to sing along with Jin Ya's "sister-in-law". Their ears were almost bleeding, and when their throats were bleeding, Jin Ya's boss finally let them go and changed a song. .

The melody of this song is more melodious and soft, and the slightly hoarse female voice is like the reluctant sunlight at dusk. It is completely different from the country song just now, and it immediately attracted Bai Xiaolu.

The boy was fidgeting and wanted to ask Jin Ya boss the name of this song.

But he realized that the underground city must have better preservation of pre-war culture than on the ground. As an "underground tribe", he probably should know such a moving melody. There is no need to ask. If you ask, it is a flaw.

The boss of Jin Ya seemed to see through his mind and proactively said: "This song is called "YesterdayOnceMore"-"Yesterday Once More", and it is also very good. Have you heard it in the underground city?"

"I heard it."

Sure enough, Wanzanghaidao, "These classic English songs, even in our'Alliance' school, were taught, but they are all old songs from decades ago, and now there are no people..."

He stopped the conversation in time.

Bai Xiaolu didn't know what to say, but curled up between the guns and ammunition in the back seat, quietly feeling the old and warm music decades ago, slowly flowing.

"When I was young, I liked to listen to the radio

Waiting for my favorite song

I'm so happy to sing while listening

Happy old days

It's gone in a flash, I don't know where I lost it

And now they reappear

My beloved old song, like a lost old friend reunion

Every melody, every note, still shining

Every charming syllable resounds again

It feels so wonderful, singing to that part of the past

He shattered her heart, tears could not help but burst into his eyes

Just like before, it reappeared yesterday..."

Bai Xiaolu sang in a low voice, stammering at first, and could only hum along, but when he sang "YesterdayOnceMore", he could already keep up with the rhythm and felt the warmth, regret and hope contained in the song.

"Before the nuclear war, it used to be a plantation, with the best vineyards and various fruit gardens, as well as dozens of large tracts of wineries, producing the continent, no, the best wine on the planet. "

The golden tooth boss put his arms on the car window, put his feet up comfortably, squinted his red eyes, and looked at the wind and sand, the Gobi and the remains of the battlefield outside the window. When the fruit is ripe, it will become a colorful, oil-like land, exuding all kinds of fascinating fragrances. Outsiders will be drunk if they don't drink.

"Apples, pears, sugar cane, corn, tomatoes, potatoes-everything you can think of and everything you can't think of can be used to make wine. Of course the best thing is wine. Do you know how to make wine at that time?"

The Wasteland Overlord turned Dou Da's head and looked at Bai Xiaolu.

Bai Xiaolu shook his head and said honestly: "I don't know."

It has been a long time since grapes have grown on the wasteland. In other words, when the white deer came to this world, they have never seen real grapes. Occasionally, they found a few wild grapes beside the sea-buckthorn thorns. They were all bitter and astringent. The small spike is unpalatable.

"We... people harvest the big red, purple, sweet and sweet grapes and pour them into a big grape pool. Then, the most beautiful girls in the area will take off their shoes and socks, jump in and use them. They stomped on their feet, stomping all the grapes into juice. This is the best grape juice."

The golden tooth boss happily said, "Believe me, the wine made by squeezing like that is the best drink in the world. Those girls also have the most beautiful feet in the world. They are the most you can find in the world. A good girl, it's worth all your money. Really, it's worth everything...get her and protect her.

"Look, there are the remains of the most famous winery at the time. Have you seen that big wooden barrel?"

Bai Xiaolu and Wan Zanghai looked out the window together.

I only saw red sand in the sky, melting tanks, twisted infantry fighting vehicles, fragmented power armor, and piles of struggling bones.

However, under the shining of the **** setting sun, there really seems to be a vague outline in the depths of the wind and sand, and there is also a large wooden barrel seven or eight meters high-of course it cannot be really a "wood barrel", it is probably a barn or something. The things, packaged in the form of wooden barrels, have become the signature of the winery.

"At that time, the girls were in front of the winery, stepping on the grape juice, holding hands, laughing while stepping, and sometimes singing. I remember a girl who sang many, many songs, including old songs that were outdated at the time. , The songs that our generation’s parents would sing, such as "TakeMeHome, CountryRoad", or "YesterdayOnceMore", she knows everything and likes to sing, all the boys are crazy about her."

The golden tooth boss sighed softly, sinking his head deeply into the headrest, and murmured, "It's all over. The good old days are gone, those wines, music and girls."

The red light in Yi's eyes continued to expand and contract, appearing a little flickering, and a slight "squeaking" sound came from the depths of the golden tooth boss's skull, like an ancient tape, constantly reversing.

Bai Xiaolu looked obsessively at the dust in the sky outside the car window, the dilapidated winery in the dust and the big wooden barrels riddled with holes.

He had never seen the grapes and other fruits mentioned by the golden tooth boss, nor had he seen those good girls with white teeth, golden hair and honey-like skin.

But he can imagine.

He thought of his sister.

It would be great if there was no war.

If there is no war, no radiation, acid rain, mutated beasts and brutal bandits, if this is still a vast and fertile farm, maybe my sister will become the most beautiful girl in the world, jumping on the sweet grapes, While laughing, she sang freely—how much she loves to sing, like a lark in a fairy tale.

Rather than as it is now, the hair burns twice in three days, and when he is weak, he can't even walk, and the singing becomes a depressed moan.

"If yesterday can really reproduce—"

Bai Xiaolu closed his eyes, and a beautiful illusion appeared on the swollen eyelids. The boy resisted his tears and murmured, "That would be great."

"what did you say?"

Jinya Old Avenue, "Boy, what do you say'how good'?"

"I said, if you can go back in time and repeat yesterday, that would be great."

For some reason, Bai Xiaolu felt an unstoppable wave in his heart, not caring whether he would reveal his identity, gritted his teeth, "In that case, maybe we can prevent the outbreak of a thermonuclear war and make the world a better place!"

As soon as this remark came out, the golden tooth boss laughed first.

"Innocent kid, you think it was ‘nuclear weapons’ that made the world like this. As long as you go back in time and prevent a full-scale thermonuclear war, everything will be fine?"

Bai Xiaolu was slightly startled.

"Is not it?"

"No."

The Golden Tooth boss said indifferently, "Nuclear weapons are ultimately manufactured by humans and controlled by humans, so it is not nuclear weapons that destroy everything, but humans themselves. Humans can destroy themselves in 10,000 ways, even if you can go back to the past and correct them. One mistake, how can you correct the remaining nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

"This--"

Bai Xiaolu had nothing to say, but the impulse in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and said stubbornly, "Since you can go back to the past to correct a mistake, you can naturally repeat it 10,000 times, correct all 10,000 mistakes, and turn this wasteland back into this wasteland. The farm was originally rich and colorful!"

"what!"

Jinya laughed and stopped talking.

"Hey!"

Wan Zanghai also laughed, shrank his head, and concentrated on driving.

Bai Xiaolu was boring, and felt that he was raising the bar, so he was embarrassed to talk again, curled up his thin body again, and listened intently to the song.

No one spoke in the car for a while.

Only the classic melody of pale gold reverberates continuously:

"Looking back at the scene, past events

Good times don’t go and never return, how can they not be heartbreaking

Everything is gone, I would like to sing to them

I have to remember every lyrics of that love song

Those familiar melodies still touch my heart

Time is separated and separated without a trace, every melody and every note are still shining

Every charming syllable resounds again, how wonderful it feels

All the most beautiful memories are reproduced clearly

Some even made me cry, just like before, yesterday...again..."