Chapter 40 Flying Bear Daddy

This voice!

"It's Wang Zhengfu."

Mujinlan instinctively clenched her hands, pressed the instant noodles in her coat, turned around with a strong smile, and saw the person who walked up the steps head-on, and his heart sank little by little.

I'm over 50 years old. My hair is gray and rolled up. I have a square face. I'm about 1.75 meters tall. My upper body is a down jacket, and my lower body is a handmade suit trousers, and I step on a pair of dirty leather shoes.

"Alan."

Wang Zhengfu looked at Mujinlan with ridiculing.

They have been husband and wife for ten years. Once his wife reacts emotionally, he is clear. Needless to say, Wu Xudong must have left something for her before leaving.

"Zhengfu, what's the matter?"

Mujinlan pretended to be fine and wanted to walk past Wang Zhengfu.

"You take it out by yourself..."

Wang Zhengfu stood in front of Mujinlan, put his hands on his chest, and said indifferently, "Or shall I do it?"

"What did you say--"

Mujinlan's heart was sore that she had to quickly bypass Wang Zhengfu and leave.

"What else to install? Take it out!"

Wang Zhengfu pressed her arm to stop her from leaving. The other hand reached into her coat and grabbed it hard. As expected, he grabbed something as he thought.

Instant noodles!

Wang Zhengfu's warm expression changed, just like a hungry wolf possessing, with a crazy expression. He crushed the dough cake in the bag hard, and then forcibly took it away despite Mujinlan's struggle and resistance.

Mujinlan's hands were empty.

She stared at the instant noodles that had been taken away. Tears fell like a spring, and her lips muttered silently. It seemed that she wanted to say something and shout something, but she couldn't.

The sound will only attract more hungry survivors!!

At that time, she will face not Wang Zhengfu, but a survivor of a whole hotel.

"Yo, I know what Wu Xudong is hiding!"

"Otherwise, it's no wonder that he and the little wild seed didn't starve to death in a week."

"Instant noodles... Well, I haven't tasted it for a week. The five-spice beef flavor is very good--" Wang Zhengfu grabbed the cake surface and cracked, and the packaging bag became very wrinkled instant noodles. His eyes were burning, and he said incoherently at the end.

"Give it back to me!"

Hearing the word 'wild seed', Mujinlan didn't know why a force gushed out in her heart and reached out to grab it.

"Get out!"

"I used to eat well and use Laozi. At that time, I liked you and didn't dislike that you gave birth to that wild seed, but now it's different. I want you to be a bad guy like me and give back everything I owe!"

"Grass, grass, grass **** stinky bitches!"

Wang Zhengfu slapped Mujinlan Fan to the ground, then cursed in a low voice, raised his foot and kicked her lower abdomen, as if only in this way could he vent the fact that he was wearing a green hat for himself.

In the past, it was he who spent money on others!

But now, his huge deposit in Citibank in the United States is a pile of useless toilet paper. No one will care. He is no longer the superior rich man.

"..."

Mujinlan endured the pain and drooped her hair, covering her expression at this moment, but the tears coming out of her eyes were silently talking about her helplessness and despair.

......

Five minutes later, the bathroom of Ruyi Express Hotel.

This is a men's toilet of less than ten square meters. The environment is humid, dark and cold, but there is a desk, a metal folding bed, and several large bags of black plastic bags.

A girl, five well-proportioned, melon seed face, a pair of big black eyes are very beautiful, very like Mujinlan, pure and immac. Her forehead was wrapped in several layers of gauze, and there were several sharp weapons left on both arms, with scab wounds, a bright red scarf around her neck, and a toy red panda in her arms.

She is Lin Feixiong's daughter, Lin Shuishan.

However, her small face is white and bloodless, and her sick white skin can even see the blood under her skin.

"This is the flying bear father, this is the water kindness--"

The girl holds the ballpoint pen and draws her father and herself blankly on the page of the notepad.

This is a graffiti to visit the zoo.

The green lines outline a Chinese face with a bright smile. Only half of the right hand is completed, holding the finished girl's little hand and sitting in the zoo tour car.

This is her father, the flying bear father!

However, she hasn't seen her father for many days...

From the beginning of memory, Shuishan is full of his father's memory of working in the car repair shop. Every day, when other students are playing together, she stays in the repair shop, smelling unpleasant oil, and the noise of people coming and going to finish her homework.

Then, she obediently brought a horse stool, sat in the corner of the store, and quietly watched the scene of her flying bear father, who was always stained with a stained face, working silently with other uncles - lifts, torque wrenches, air compressors, air guns, detectors, oil pumps, work lights, pry bars, etc. This is what she has always remembered since she was a child. Some tools, even when I was busy in the store, I made many temporary guest appearances as a mewer.

The pen fell quickly, and a graffiti was completed.

"Flying Bear Daddy..."

Lin Shuishan had no smile on his face.

A few days have passed, and she has never seen her father again. Although Uncle Adong and Aunt Jianlan have told her that her father has gone out. In order to find more food, he will not come back soon. She wants her to wait here for Feixiong's father to come back. She can't cry or make trouble... She should settle down and recover, and then wait for him to come back healthily. .

Actually, she knows everything.

Flying Bear's father is no longer here, no more... Since that day, Uncle A Dong is covered with blood, and she has known that he fled back to the hotel with several bitten uncles.

But she doesn't want to believe it.

Father Flying Bear told her that she could not lose hope under any circumstances, so she had been hoping to survive the sudden illness and look forward to a miracle.

When she closed the notepad and thought of her flying bear father, Lin Shuishan was not in the mood to continue to graffiti. She raised her cuffs and wiped her tearful eyes.

She is very hard, very hard.

Because crying and tears will destroy hope. This is the best weapon to destroy hope. After the end of the world, Father Flying Bear always gently holds her in his arms and spends the night, whispering and comforting in her ear.

In the first days, there were always monsters roaring.

The sad and horrible cry, accompanied by the panic cry in the hotel, woke her up every midnight, and the flying bear father always patted her gently on the back with his rough hands and hummed children's songs, hoping that she could sleep quietly.

He works so hard!

Since she remembered, Feixiong's father hasn't had a rest. Whenever Shuishan asks about this, Feixiong's big face with oil stains will appear with a bright smile, put his broad forehead against her little face, calmly and gently - he wants to make money, and then give Shuishan a warm and quiet place in this city. The home.

This family is not big.

But the largest room in the family must be Shuishan, and then she bought her favorite plush toy to decorate a princess room for her, so that she doesn't have to envy other classmates.

She knows that Shuishan...

Father Flying Bear works so hard and works so hard that he gets up early and comes back late every day. He wants to give her a small family to make up for her childhood without a mother, and to make up for her loss of her mother's trauma.

"Uncle A Dong hasn't come back yet--"

Lin Shuishan opened the drawer and carefully put the notepad in.

This notepad records all her moods since the end of the world, but the most content is her flying bear father.

The hand she was about to take back suddenly paused.

The eyes are fixed on a flat sketch in the drawer, which is a sketch of a woman with no facial features lying flat on the grass in a long dress.

This is the masterpiece of Father Flying Bear, and the date of its birth.

She still remembers the most painful day in her memory on the second day of the end of the world.

The disease made her feel pain and cold all over, as if something was going to be torn open. And Feixiong's father always hugged her with his solid arms, but she still vaguely remembered that she wanted her mother and called her mother. Although she didn't know her mother's name, she kept screaming like this. Feixiong's father was very sad when she saw it, and Aunt Jianlan cried for the first time at that time. She cried very sadly and kept saying sorry. It seems to be apologizing to her and Daddy Flying Bear.

She seemed to know why Aunt Jianlan apologized, but she was not sure, because at that time, she continued to have a low fever, her hands and feet were cold, her whole body was weak, and she was almost weak.

However, at that time, she still raised her hand with all her strength to wipe away her tears for Aunt Jinlan.

It was also at this time that Feixiong's father sat at the table with her in his arms, took out a snow-white A4 printing paper, and quickly painted with a pencil, saying that he drew his mother for Shuishan.

I want her to stick to it and can't sleep.

However, what happened after this, she had no memory. She only knew that on the first day of the end of the world, Aunt Jianlan, who always turned a blind eye to her and put on a numb expression, changed.

She smiles at the water and warms her with her hands.

"Aunt Yulan, Uncle Adong, what are you doing..."

"I haven't been back for so long."

Lin Shuishan gently closed the drawer. Although she didn't know what her mother looked like, she thought that if she had a mother, she must be as beautiful as Aunt Yulan.

She grabbed the red panda in one hand and the other picked up the "thing" on the table.

This is a homemade crossbow. With the materials found in the express hotel, a simple crossbow is made by hand - the spring, bow string, connecting rod, resistance iron and trigger are all made by Shuishan with the help of Uncle A Dong.

Lin Shuishan gently stroked the surface of the simple crossbow.

Now this smooth feel is polished by her little with sandpaper. She still remembers Uncle Adong's doubtful expression when she said that she was going to make a crossbow, but in the end she did it. Although the power was very small, it could indeed be called a weapon.

She still remembers Uncle Adong's last shock.

In fact, she had no experience and knowledge in making crossbows at all. At that time, when she saw the pistols that broke into the Vietnamese hotel, the idea of making crossbows came to her for a moment, and then the knowledge about making crossbows gushed out like a spring.

Shuishan, I don't know if this is magic!

But in the drawer at the bottom of the desk, there are no less than ten simple blowing arrows hidden, which she also did with her own hands.