Busy Farming In the Last Days

With the intention of rushing home as soon as possible, Ji Cha deliberately adjusted the alarm clock at 6:30 before going to bed. When the alarm clock rang the next day, he immediately turned his hand off.

Liang Jincheng was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, and he was unconsciously holding his arm around Ji Cha's waist, causing Ji Cha's face to almost touch his chest.

Ji Cha carefully moved out of Liang Jincheng’s arms, sat on the bedside and looked back at him. She couldn’t help but patted her chest and thought with a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she got up before Liang Jincheng woke up, otherwise she would be caught by Liang Jincheng. The misunderstanding was that he had crawled over it on his own initiative.

He put on his clothes neatly and finished washing, holding the room card, and crept out of the room.

The man who was thought to be still asleep on the back of the bed slowly opened his eyes.

In his arms, on the pillow, and the rest of his body, he was telling Liang Jincheng that it was indeed Ji Cha that had just been lying in his arms. But this still can't change everything, which is beautiful to him like a dream.

Liang Jincheng gathered his five fingers together, buried his head in the pillow and took a deep breath.

On the other end, Ji Cha paced slowly and carefully out of the hotel. Breakfast was not served in the small hotel, so he turned around twice before walking to a side alley on the side. After taking two steps, a hole suddenly opened, leading directly to a bustling street.

The morning market in the small town is very lively. The stalls on both sides of the street are the old farmers who live nearby, and the breakfast shop has been opened for a while. There are not many things sold in it, but the prices are cheap and the things made are very affordable.

Ji Cha chose a corner of the corner and ordered a bowl of wontons and two steamed buns. The lady boss moved very neatly, and in a blink of an eye she put the things in front of Ji Cha.

"Vinegar and chili sauce are over there." She pointed to a table in the corner, "It's too busy now, you can do it yourself."

Ji Cha nodded, holding the buns in his hands. The steamed bun was just taken out of the cage, braving the heat, and even worse after being torn apart by external force, it rushed to Ji Cha's face with a strong smell of meat.

He endured the scalding and ate four buns and two bowls of wontons in one go. Then he got up and packed a similar amount for Liang Jincheng, ready to pace back slowly.

Half of the early shop was on the sidewalk raised by the side of the road. Ji Chaben wanted to go straight and return according to the original path. But I didn't want to have just received the packing box handed over by the proprietress, and there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Biting human! Biting human!" Someone suddenly screamed, forming a water halo and spreading to the side.

Ji Cha is still standing far away, so he is not affected by this panic, and he can stand up high and look down on the situation there.

An old man with a very ordinary appearance is now fierce and fierce, with muddy eyes riding on another old man's body, gnawing his face as if irrational.

The opponent was weak in resistance, and could only yell, blood gushing out.

"Rabies is on, right?" Someone went up and pulled it, but the old man took a bite on his hand when he turned his head.

This interrupted the old man's concentrated bite, and he began to attack passers-by aimlessly at once.

"Everyone, hide, I have called the police, and the ambulance will be here in a while!" Standing in the middle of the road was a man who was maintaining the scene in an orderly manner, but in Ji Cha's view, his behavior was actually useless.

The people who had been eating in the breakfast shop stood up at this time, surrounded by Ji Cha one or two, discussing the chaos over there in a low voice.

"It must have been bitten by a dog, and I am not willing to get an injection. Isn't this a curse to others?"

"Oh, so much blood, but I suffered."

"Scary, really scary."

There was also someone shouting over there, "You can't catch such an old thing? Let him bite people!"

When the street is crowded with people, pedestrians can't run, and many stall owners are farmers. Where can they be willing to put their vegetables on the ground and let the chaotic crowd trample on them?

Kneeling down to clean up was another delay, but within four or five minutes, the crazy old man had injured six people, big and small, one after another.

Because he heard someone yelling from the breakfast shop, he turned his head stiffly, with an expression of pain and entanglement on his face. For a moment, Ji Cha almost thought that the crazy old man might still have interesting and sober humanity?

Only the next moment, this idea was slapped in the face by reality. The old man came straight to the sound source from the breakfast shop.

The crowd, who had been calmly watching the excitement just now, immediately yelled in a panic, half hiding in the shop, and half pouring out.

Ji Cha walked in the forefront of the crowd, hurriedly evaded to a safe place, watching the old man who went crazy first in his sight, and also tightly locked one side of those injured by the old man to prevent them from suddenly dying. Change.

There are still very few zombies and they are easy to control, but many people don't know where the zombies are, or even think they are zombies. This has caused a lot of irreparable losses in the future.

However, at this point, it is hard for Jicha to blame the current people for not being cruel enough. After all, when he and Wang Qinxue were doing internships in City A, they were not able to kill two of their roommates cruelly. When they were forced into the corner, they just tried to push them away and ran out by themselves.

If it weren’t for the later understanding of what kind of phenomenon this is, Ji Cha and Wang Qinxue would still blame themselves for not providing necessary medical treatment to their friends.

"Only at the beginning!" Ji Cha couldn't help telling the wife of the wonton shop who was beating the crazy old man with a big spoon.

The next few middle-aged men who watched the excitement yelled at Ji Cha while more or less behind the boss’s wife, “Fool, you come and try it? Come to your house for the rest of your life!”

This really sounds like what a madman said. Ji Cha didn't care, turned around and walked away quickly.

What he has to do now is to go home quickly, to return to his relatives quickly, and to gain more vitality for himself and the people he cares about.

The back was high for a while and low for a while, and the sound of police sirens and ambulances came from far away, not knowing what the future development would be like.

Fortunately, the hotel is still very peaceful, a yawning cleaning aunt is carelessly holding the floor of the hall, and the little girls at the front desk are talking about the latest TV series broadcast last night.

"He's really handsome! Looks good..."

Ji Cha got on the elevator, his eyes fell on the ever-changing number, and with a ding sound, he stopped on the floor where he lived.

When the door opened, Liang Jincheng was already awake and was videoing with people.

Ji Cha didn't know what was going on inside. He opened the door and saw Liang Jincheng sitting beside the bed. So he said loudly, "Senior, I brought you breakfast back. It's still very hot."

Liang Jincheng turned his head along with the sound, and the mobile phone in his hand followed his movements in a circle, revealing the face of a yellow-haired person over there.

Ji Cha glanced from a distance, and recognized the person who spoke with Liang Jincheng when he met him yesterday.

"Ouch!" The yellow hair on the other end yelled in a weird tone, quite booing.

"Are you sleeping in a room?" he asked Liang Jincheng.

Ji Cha quickly lowered her voice, put breakfast on a side table, and then pointed to Liang Jincheng with her mobile phone outside the room, saying that she would go out first and not disturb him.

Liang Jincheng didn't have time to stop, and the door of the room clicked and closed.

"Seriously," the yellow hair on the phone display suddenly changed his tone to serious. "Are you going to be like this and keep consuming it? He doesn't look like a bend at first sight, tell you, a straight man who can't bend. Going too much, I heard that Ji Cha is straight."

"I am also straight." Liang Jincheng frowned, retorting Huang Mao solemnly.

Huang Mao sneered, "You go straighter than a steel pipe!"

I haven't seen a schoolboy who wants to have **** for several years, and dare to say that he is a straight man.

"Xia Qin, I still have a few days to go back to City G. If there is anything, remember to help me take care of it." Liang Jincheng didn't care about Huang Mao's teasing.

"I know," Huang Mao said impatiently, "Just like you, with a stern look, there will be ghosts if you can seduce Ji Cha."

He said that he shut down the video call, leaving a frowning Liang Jincheng here.

Liang Jincheng looked back at the closed door, then at the breakfast Ji Cha left on the table for him, then got up and walked outside the door.

Ji Cha was making a call at the end of the corridor.

Liang Jincheng stood at the door and heard him say, “As long as you sell it quickly, I don’t care about other things. Yes, I haven’t died, and there’s nothing else. Oh, I owe five million gambling, and now I don’t have money to pay the debt. Ah! Yeah, that's it, hurry up and sell the others, um, it's dead."

Ji Cha hung up the phone with the intermediary and dropped a hot potato. He hung up the phone to relieve himself, but when he turned around, he saw Liang Jincheng looking at him strangely.

"Are you short of money?" He paused, and seemed to come back to his senses, and then he was about to walk over to Jicha, "I have money, how much do you want?"

The God of Wealth doesn’t know what season tea looks like, but now it’s like Liang Jincheng.

But he shook his head vigorously, "No, I don't want money."

Money can't move me.