As the words fell, Xiang Jintian unfurled his black wings, and a cold wind whipped across Xiong Yongan's face.
A moment later, Xiang Jintian flew off into the distance.
Xiong Yongan waved, shouting, "Boss, remember to send me a message if you find her!"
The view from the sky was much broader than from a car. If Xu Qian wanted to leave, she wouldn't walk; the most likely scenario was driving.
In the apocalypse, there was only one foolish way to go about it.
Stop every car on the road and question them one by one; there were bound to be clues.
In the early morning, the sun shone on Xu Qian's eyelids. Her eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes and slowly sat up.
After coming out of the inner room, Xu Qian saw Xu Lu still lying motionless on the sofa. Thinking he was asleep, she moved quietly to brush her teeth and wash her face.
Who would have thought that as she opened the bathroom door after washing up, a tall, broad back was blocking the entrance?
Those green eyes stared at her intently, and then...
He handed her a children's riddle book.
Xu Qian crossed her arms, "Xu Lu, let's talk after breakfast."
The man obediently put down the book and took a step back.
A thought flickered through Xu Qian's mind, and a toothbrush and toothpaste appeared in her hand.
"Let me teach you how to brush your teeth first."
Then, Xu Qian guided him hand-in-hand on how to squeeze toothpaste, brush his teeth, and spit.
Fortunately, this time he didn't swallow the foam.
Xu Qian's maternal heart finally felt a sliver of relief.
For breakfast, she had steamed several sweet potatoes. Xu Lu wasn't a picky eater and ate whatever was given to him, though his portion was larger than hers.
After breakfast, they set off again.
They were still 1300 kilometers away from City A. If they didn't rest, it would take three days and three nights to get there.
But Xu Qian wasn't in a hurry. She drove slowly with Xu Lu, and life was very comfortable.
There was no pursuit by zombies, nor attacks from mutated plants. It felt like a vacation.
Except for this little brat who kept tripping her up with his words, she was quite happy.
Yes, she concluded, he was just a brat with an IQ not exceeding seven years old.
"Mama, where are we going?"
"Mama, when do we eat?"
"Mama, I want to get out of the car and play."
After being called many times, Xu Qian still didn't stop, letting him wail and shout.
Ever since the first word she taught him to say was "Mama," he had been calling her that constantly.
Endlessly.
"Sister, I want to eat."
Hearing this, Xu Qian grudgingly stopped the car.
Annoyed, she poked his forehead.
"You should have called me 'Sister' earlier. Why insist on calling me 'Mama'? Who's your mother!"
With that, Xu Qian diligently prepared the ingredients. This thing wouldn't eat ready-to-eat food; he only ate freshly cooked meals.
He was a spoiled darling.
However, in order to live a relaxed and carefree life, Xu Qian gritted her teeth and prepared his meals daily.
She savored these peaceful days one by one.
When her memory returned in a year or so, she would deal with it.
She would let her future self, with her recovered memories, figure it out.
After lunch, the two began their afternoon nap.
Of course, only Xu Qian was truly sleeping. Zombies didn't need to sleep; they kept their eyes open even when lying down.
Halfway through their nap,
Suddenly, the ground began to shake violently.
Xu Qian's vigilance was high. She immediately stood up and pulled open the window beside the bed.
The buildings outside swayed precariously, on the verge of collapse.
Great cracks appeared on the ground.
The tremors were intense. If Xu Qian's vehicle wasn't sturdy, she probably would have been rolling around inside.
Xu Qian's eyes widened slightly. An earthquake?
Xu Lu ran in from outside, grabbing her hand nervously.
"Xu Lu, it's okay."