Song Liang carried me into the car, took out the medical kit, applied medicine to the swollen area, and gently massaged me.

The others stayed far away, giving us space to be alone.

I lowered my eyes and looked at his hair, couldn't help but say, "I'm nearly forty, a whole generation older than you, and my child is already so big."

There are so many young and beautiful girls at the base.

Song Liang's long and powerful fingers held my ankle, gently rubbing it, "When you meet the right person, age doesn't matter."

As we were talking, several teams rushed over. They helped us clear the surrounding zombies.

The leader of one of the teams came to me and asked, "Lao Meng, aren't you usually steady? How did you fall so hard this time?"

"Don't mention it, just take us back to the base for now." Just the thought of my incompetent son and Du Youyou made me feel unlucky.

On the way back, I remained silent, thinking about how to clean up the mess when we got back.

My teammates were all gritting their teeth with hatred. If the sun hadn't come out in time, they would all have been turned into canned meat, buried in the mouths of the zombies.

When they mentioned Du Youyou, the people from other bases paused, asking, "That girl, did you pick her up from the warehouse outside?"

"Yes...picked up a jinx!"

"She has a nickname called 'Locust,' you had such bad luck picking her up!"

It turned out that Du Youyou had been picked up by several bases, but in each base, she was difficult to serve like a queen mother, picky in the apocalyptic world, just storing food, not working, pretending to be sick and weak as soon as she was asked to do something.

People in the base called her "Locust."

"She's not only lazy, but also has a bad character. She flirts with people in the base, knowing that others have girlfriends and still sticking to them, causing trouble until she is rejected and found her place..."

I closed my eyes and listened, the corners of my lips unconsciously curling into a sarcastic smile.

Maybe it's better to donate those eyes of Fang Ziyi! Holding the pure white flower in his palm, he was like a rotten, smelly poisonous flower.

At the entrance of the base, I could see two figures crouching far away.

Do they think they can escape by coming back?

I had already changed the password for the base gate a long time ago. It used to be Fang Ziyi's birthday, but after he repeatedly defied me mindlessly, I changed the password. I had planned to tell him at some point, but now that he spent the whole day cuddling with the white flower, there was no need to tell him anymore.

Seeing us safely coming down from the car, the white flower's eyes widened and all the color drained from her face.

Fang Ziyi looked very happy, "Mom, are you okay? Quickly tell me the base password!"

As I entered the password, Fang Ziyi kept complaining, "Mom, why did you change the password? Do you know we almost died and Youyou, there were so many zombies at the base gate..."

I was full of anger, and his words extinguished it.

He never cared about our well-being, never drove back to take a look, only thinking about himself and Du Youyou.

Human nature in the apocalypse cannot withstand scrutiny!

"Auntie..." The white flower's mind was very quick, seeing that we were not dead, she quickly came over trying to gain favor, acting pitifully, "I can explain, actually I am..."

I lightly interrupted her, "You deliberately wanted us to die outside, but unfortunately we weren't bitten by zombies, are you disappointed? Your plan failed!"

The white flower's eyes welled up with tears, looking as pitiful as possible.

"Mom, Youyou is not that malicious, she pressed the wrong button, which caused the horn to sound. Give her another chance."

I looked deeply at him, even at this point, he was still defending her.

"Did I give birth to you and a pig?" I shook my head, feeling no anger, no disappointment, completely giving up on him.