Today, we stayed at home all day. Hu Xiaoxiao called me, and I briefly told her about Tong Yao's situation. She said, "You're really brave. I wouldn't dare to do it."

I teased her, "So you were chased and ran for your life."

In fact, I knew that the zombies around her were strong and young, completely different from the elderly zombies.

Hu Xiaoxiao said hopefully, "Qiqi, hold on a little longer. The rescue team will definitely arrive soon. If something happens to my parents, I'll come to you for shelter."

I didn't argue and say how she was saying unlucky things. On the contrary, it's a good thing that she can think actively instead of avoiding the situation.

I replied happily, "Okay, just take care of yourself for now."

We chatted for a while and hung up the phone.

I looked at Tong Yao, who was looking at me eagerly. After thinking for a moment, I asked, "Do you want to call your mother?"

He nodded excitedly.

I handed him the phone and said, "Give it a try."

Tong Yao quickly dialed the number, but unsurprisingly, there was no answer.

His hopeful expression gradually turned into disappointment.

Finally, he returned the phone to me and said, "Thank you, sister."

I patted his head and said, "Let's have a meal first."

Grandma treated Tong Yao well. She even cooked two eggs in the morning. Tong Yao felt a little awkward but obediently finished his meal.

After eating, Tong Yao played with my phone while I watched anime on my tablet.

I didn't know what Grandma was doing in the side room, but everything seemed harmonious.

Tong Yao suddenly asked, "Sister, did you call the rescue team?"

"No," I casually replied.

He was anxious, "Why didn't you call? They won't be able to come and rescue us!"

I hadn't really thought about being rescued, but I couldn't say that to Tong Yao.

"Just eat your snacks. Even if you don't call, they will come. Our village isn't so remote that it can't be found on the map."

Tong Yao wanted to say something more, but I stopped him with a bag of spicy sticks.

He probably realized that I didn't want to discuss this topic, so he didn't bring it up again.

It's completely understandable for him to want to be rescued, and I'm not wrong for not wanting it.

Ugh, so annoying.

At night, I deliberately went to sleep next to Grandma. She asked slowly, "What's the matter?"

I said, "I just want to sleep next to you."

She disagreed, but I didn't care. I acted cute and stubborn, hugging her waist tightly. Tonight, I was determined to sleep next to her.

In the end, she couldn't resist me and agreed.

I slept well that night and even dreamt of my grandfather.

It was an autumn afternoon with warm sunlight. Grandpa was picking pomegranates from the pomegranate tree in the yard, and Grandma was washing clothes by the pool. I was happily playing with a wine bottle in the corner.

I can't remember who said what, but both Grandpa and Grandma laughed, and I laughed foolishly along with them.

It's a memory with warmth and color, a treasure of my short life.

I woke up and opened my eyes, looking at the light outside the window.

Today marks the tenth day since Grandma turned into a zombie.