Chapter 182

Zhang Xiaoqiang sits on the ammunition box in the middle of the camp, and he grabs the rice in the lunch box without a mouthful. The dishes at noon are very simple, with pickles added to the rice. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ke'er Shangguan Qiaoyun add some garlic sprouts to stir fry smoked meat. The two or three inch long garlic sprouts and three or four pieces of red and white smoked meat. The others are the same as Sanzi's, and they swallow their saliva here, The green garlic sprouts are so eye-catching that they don't know how long they haven't eaten green vegetables.

Under the viaduct more than 100 meters away from the camp, there are still countless corpses piled up. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't even bother to send someone to burn them. The corpses after death don't even touch flies. Under the sunlight, they will only evaporate the water and turn into mummies. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not afraid that the corpses will cause pestilence. Zhang Xiaoqiang's people will be numb after seeing them for a long time, In the morning, the captives were frightened when they saw the corpse mountain in the distance, and they were more and more obedient to Zhang Xiaoqiang. In their opinion, killing people is not a skill. It's a real skill to kill so many zombies. They are all a team robbing from the corpses. They know what the concept of so many zombies is. It's a terrible corpse tide that no one can face, Even with a gun can not, but Zhang Xiaoqiang with his people do.

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The motorcade slowed down and stopped. A wooden ladder was on the string of the car. Old and weak women and children carefully went down to the ground along the wooden ladder and looked around with fear. When they saw the heavy machine guns and mortars on the uphill, they honestly lowered their heads and did not dare to take another look. The woman who wanted to give it to Zhang Xiaoqiang and her children were also among them, But she and her child stand alone outside the crowd, and they seem very lonely. The woman holding the little girl also slowly gets down to the car. The little girl in her hand has been very clever and does not cry. Instead, she looks around with her clean and pure black eyes. When she sees Zhang Xiaoqiang standing on the hillside, she smiles at him. She still remembers him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the crowd below and found that there were only two children. One was the boy who was 11 or 12 years old, and the other was the girl who was less than 5 years old. He asked people to bring two women and children to him. He looked at the woman who was holding her child tightly in front of him and said, "what skills do you know?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to give the two mothers with their children some special care. Of course, this kind of care is not unconditional, it requires them to pay their own labor. Zhang Xiaoqiang asked about their skills, just to let them choose to work in their familiar range, so that they can have more time to take care of their children. Now there are too few children, if there are too many, Zhang Xiaoqiang will certainly set up a school to teach them how to struggle and survive in the last days, teach them history, and let them know who they are and remember their ancestors.

"I... I can wash clothes, cook, do housework, take care of children, and... Also serve men..." said the woman holding the little girl.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is speechless. These things can be done by anyone in the end. Er... Only women can serve men, but Zhang Xiaoqiang has canceled the saying of camp prostitutes. He looked at the woman in front of him and said, "if you can't, go to school. You follow me first and do housework for me. Then you have to do other things, such as growing vegetables, nursing and making clothes. You have to learn."

After that, he looked at another woman. The woman with such a big child should be in her thirties, but she looked younger than the woman with the little girl. Although her body was not clean, her clothes were very good. The woman and her children did not suffer from hunger, and her face was not as thin as the little girl and her mother.

"My name is Xu Mengzhu. I graduated from Peking University and majored in history." her statement was interrupted by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the woman and said, "don't talk about diploma with me. I don't need a history teacher now. Can you do anything else?"

When a woman hears Zhang Xiaoqiang's refusal, some of her lips become dry. She hugs her child and licks her lips involuntarily. Her tongue is slender and sharp. The pink tip of her tongue glides gently on the reddish lip flap. Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is itching. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at her carefully when she sees her unintentional amorous feelings. She looks like the same dress in the morning, Her face is also covered with dust and materials as in the morning. It still can't be amazing, but it's pleasing to the eye. But it's just pleasing to the eye that makes people feel different. A woman's appearance is very beautiful. She is not as beautiful as Yuan Yi, and she can't compare with Shangguan Qiaoyun. However, as long as you look more, you will find that the more she looks, the more beautiful she is, In addition, she has a kind of temperament, a kind of intellectual and elegant temperament, which is very gentle. It is almost imperceptible. It will only moisten your heart like a little vapor in the air. This kind of woman is the real best, because you will never see enough of her, and you will never feel bored when you look at her.

She is like a famous painting handed down from generation to generation. You may not pay too much attention to her at the first time, because there are many beautiful works with more colors and more vivid contents waiting for you to appreciate them slowly. After you have seen all the other famous paintings, you will be surprised if you inadvertently glance at her for a second time, Because you feel that at this time, she is different from the previous ordinary, where you can't tell the difference, so you will stop and look at her slowly, trying to find out the difference.This is the moment when you stay by her side. You are occupied, because you will have a feeling when you look at her. This feeling is not clear, so you continue to look. But you find that every time you look at her, you will always have some different understanding, which will not be repeated. You will feel that she is like a huge gem vein, and you continue to dig, She will give you constant surprise, this kind of surprise is endless, so you want to take her home slowly evaluation, until the old, she is the most suitable for a wife, but also let the playful man no longer playful medicine.

"My family used to be a family of traditional Chinese medicine. I know a lot of prescriptions and some Chinese herbal medicines. Do you think so?"

Listening to the murmur of women, Zhang Xiaoqiang almost wanted to say, "you don't need any skills, as long as you warm my bed." Fortunately, because of the reserved and reserved male chauvinist, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say anything. He just looked at every detail of her body, her eyes, her eyebrows, her face shape and her lips. The woman was pricked by Zhang Xiaoqiang's burning eyes, which made her face hot and her heart cold. She knew that she was taken in by this man, and she hated it, Hate why she was born so beautiful? No matter where she went, she could attract men's peeping eyes and feel the heat of her children. She decided to let Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes inspect he