After Mr. Tang arrived in District 12, he came to a family home.
I saw a couple living in this family household, as well as an old woman and a little girl who looked to be in her teens.
Four people lived in a room of only 7 or 8 square meters.
But at least, this is a home.
After Mr. Tang arrived, the four people in the room noticed Mr. Tang.
After Mr. Tang talked to them for a while, with the reluctant eyes of the couple and the old woman, he picked up the little girl and gave them a dozen meal tickets before leaving.
If you just look at this scene, Mr. Tang is like a human trafficker, buying the other party's "daughter" with money.
But obviously, Mr. Tang cannot be such a person.
In fact, this little girl is the only remaining little girl in District 6, and it is this little girl that Mr. Tang wants Fang Yu to take care of.
Since the last fire, this little girl stood outside and witnessed everything that happened in the fire.
Such a scene is obviously not digestible for a little girl.
As a result, the little girl has been speechless ever since.
After Mr. Tang knew her identity, he took her away and stayed with her at the couple's home.
The couple originally had a daughter, but when the end came, their daughter was separated from them. Under such circumstances, they naturally knew what the consequences of their daughter's separation were.
After Mr. Tang found them, they were very willing to take care of the little girl, so Mr. Tang put the little girl here so that she could pass through the couple to see if she could get out.
However, the effect was obviously not very good. Although she was usually well-behaved and neither noisy nor fussy, the couple treated her very well.
But the little girl still looks autistic, and there has been no change in half a year.
Mr. Tang also knew that this kind of heart disease was not easy to cure. Fortunately, apart from not speaking and being afraid of fire, the little girl ate when she needed to eat. She was also very obedient and well-behaved.
After picking up the little girl, Mr. Tang took the little girl to the subway outside the shelter.
After greeting the people on the subway, Mr. Tang took the little girl outside Tan Wanjun's carriage.
"Knock knock knock"
Outside the car, Mr. Tang knocked on the glass of the car window with his hand.
"who?"
Tan Wanjun's voice came from inside, with a hint of alertness in her voice.
"It's me, Tang Yannian"
Mr. Tang said silently.
In the carriage, after hearing Mr. Tang's words, Tan Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the machete given to her by Fang Yu back under the pillow, then opened the buttoned door panel and lifted the quilt curtain.
"Mr. Tang, why are you here?"
Tan Wanjun welcomed Mr. Tang in. It was not until Mr. Tang entered the door that he saw that he was holding a little girl on his hand.
However, Tan Wanjun was not too surprised. She just took another bowl, opened the thermos, poured two bowls of warm water, and handed it to the two of them.
"Mr. Tang, drink some hot water, kid, this is yours."
Mr. Tang took the hot water and said thank you, sat cross-legged on the ground and took a few sips.
The little girl took the water and saw Mr. Tang drinking it. Then she picked up the small bowl, took a sip, and remained silent, like a little adult.
After Mr. Tang took two sips, he put the bowl down. When the little girl saw it, she also put the bowl down.
The two people's movements were somewhat synchronized for a while.
But when the little girl saw the bonfire in the oil drum, she trembled and stepped back slightly. When she sat down, she stretched out her gloved hand and grabbed a small piece of Mr. Tang's clothes.
Mr. Tang didn't notice this small detail. He was looking at Tan Wanjun now, looked at it carefully for a while, then stretched out his hand and said to Tan Wanjun.
"Come on, reach out"
Mr. Tang first took Tan Wanjun's pulse briefly.
After a few days of recovery, Tan Wanjun's cold has obviously improved a lot. Now she only has a nasal sound and her nose is a little blocked.
After checking it, Mr. Tang suddenly started asking questions.
He asked about the contents of the medical books he had given to Tan Wanjun before.
Although Mr. Tang is a Chinese medicine practitioner, it does not mean that he does not understand Western medicine.
In other words, Mr. Tang used Western medicine as the basis before finally studying Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine requires accumulation, while Western medicine can quickly learn certain pharmacology.
In Mr. Tang’s view, it is necessary to specialize in Western medicine in the early stage, and first have a clear understanding of medicine, and then through training in traditional Chinese medicine.
For Tan Wanjun, he had such a teaching method.
The two of them were asking and answering questions, and the communication was very harmonious, of course, if you ignore the little girl beside you who has already started nodding her head up and down.
After Mr. Tang inspected Tan Wanjun for a while, he nodded happily.
This little girl really read into the books I gave her.
It's different, it's still not the same. If it were my girl, I'm afraid she would be in a state of confusion at this time.
Mr. Tang smiled.
Nowadays, only when he is with Tan Wanjun, he feels extra relaxed and smiles more than before.
"Wanjun, her name is Yuan Xin. Well, she is the daughter of my old friend. Because she was mentally traumatized before, she is a bit autistic, but she is a good child. I also told Yu Xian before that I will let her follow you from now on.
Bar"
Mr. Tang touched little girl Yuan Xin's head and said to Tan Wanjun.
Regarding this little girl, Fang Yu had mentioned it to Tan Wanjun before, saying that she would help Mr. Tang take care of someone, but she did not mention whether it was a boy or a girl, old or young.
Now after Mr. Tang personally brought her here, Tan Wanjun discovered that she was actually a little girl.
Thinking of this, Tan Wanjun carefully observed the little girl named Yuan Xin.
I saw this little girl wearing bloated cotton clothes, and her hair looked like it had been cut with scissors, leaving only the position of her ears.
Wearing a cotton hat and cotton mask, two big round eyes are exposed.
Because she is still young, the signs of cubs on her face have not yet completely degenerated, and her pupils still take up most of her eyes, which look shiny black and very cute.
In addition, there was a timid look in his eyes, and at some point, one of his hands wearing cotton gloves had pulled the corner of Mr. Tang's clothes. Just looking at him, Tan Wanjun felt like he was being hit.
Already.
Although Tan Wanjun looks strong, in fact, she is a soft girl and likes all cute things.
And now, Yuan Xin's appearance makes her this little girl really cute.
When she learned that Mr. Tang wanted her to follow him, Tan Wanjun felt happy and asked directly.
"Really? Is she the one who wants to follow us?"
Tan Wanjun felt like her eyes were filled with love at this moment.
The arrival of Yuan Xin has filled all Tan Wanjun's desire for cuteness since the end of the world.
Countless nights, she would think of her pink strawberry princess bed and the row of cute dolls.
I miss my cat blanket on the floor and my fat blue slippers.
Here, she couldn't see or feel what she wanted. The emptiness in her heart was like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring her sense of security.
Thinking back to the dilapidated carriage where I was sleeping, covered with a quilt that already had a smell. When I went to bed at night, I couldn't say good night to the cute doll. I could only hold on to the handle of the machete and tell myself not to be afraid.
Tan Wanjun didn't mean to complain, she knew that this was already a luxurious configuration in the apocalypse.
I am already very happy.
She tried very hard to tell herself that she had to get used to it.
It's just that she misses her little room very much.
Really miss you.
Now, she is discovering that with such a cute little girl joining her, the excitement in her heart is beyond what Mr. Tang and Fang Yu could imagine.
