The movement in the corridor gradually disappeared, and Liang Yingsheng re-stuffed the sound insulation cotton and returned to the living room.
The weather was getting hotter and hotter. There was a silent fan in the living room, and Liang Zhimo sat on the carpet and read his thick medical book.
“I’ve even started to study Chinese herbal medicine!”
Hearing this, Liang Zhimo raised his eyes slightly, "Western medicine will be hard to find after the end of the world. If you find herbs outside, it would be a good choice to plant them in your space."
The eyebrows moved, it sounded really good, her brother was smart.
Liang Yingsheng also chose a seat and sat down. He took out a package of caramel-flavored melon seeds from the drawer of the coffee table and opened it. "There are probably many scrapped vehicles blocked on the highway. I guess there are also many refugees driving cars ready to flee. In another half month,
There will be fewer and fewer people, so we start from the national highway and try to take smaller roads."
Closing the book, Liang Zhimo saw Liang Yingsheng pull out a national map from the space like a magic trick, "I have already planned the route. Taking a long detour will delay the trip for two days, but it is safer than taking the highway."
"Sister, you said you believed that the end was coming because you had the same dream repeatedly and found that you had a portable space when you woke up?"
Liang Yingsheng smiled slightly, with a hint of danger in his voice: "Why, don't you believe your sister?"
Liang Zhimo shook his head, "No, it's thanks to you that our family can survive until now."
He stretched out his hand and rubbed Liang Zhimo's soft short hair. Although they were only a few minutes apart from him, Liang Yingsheng always felt that Liang Zhimo was several years younger than him.
"Good brother, when you get your parents back, you just have to protect them. My sister will protect you."
Liang Zhimo's eyes were a little sour. When he was in poor health, some people always bullied him. Liang Yingsheng protected him every time. One time, Liang Yingsheng had a fight with several boys to get back his stolen toy.
There were injuries all over his body and his arms were broken.
At that time, he decided to study medicine.
In the evening, there was a knock on the door again.
Through the peephole, Liang Yingsheng could see the two men standing outside.
One of them is a resident who lives on the 10th floor. Because he works as a security guard in a bank, everyone calls him Yan Baoan.
I had seen Liang Yingsheng deliver too many expresses before, and Yan Security Guard helped him, so the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
The other one is thin and wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, giving him a rather educated look.
"Is Ms. Liang at home? We are going to go out to look for supplies tomorrow and want to check if anyone in our building wants to go with us."
Looking back at Liang Zhimo, Liang Yingsheng opened the door a crack.
Seeing that there was a solid mesh security door outside, Yan Baoan smiled and said, "If I had known, I would have installed another security door. Miss Liang, is anyone in your family going to go?"
Liang Yingsheng pretended to think, but his eyes turned to another man.
Seeing this, the man hurriedly introduced himself, "Hello, Miss Liang, my name is Jiang Mingfei. I just moved to this community. I am on the same floor as Yan Baoan. I am a junior high school teacher."
It turned out to be a teacher.
Liang Yingsheng nodded, "Hello, Teacher Jiang."
"You're welcome, it's like this. This disaster has been going on for half a month. We don't have any food stored at home, right? During this time, I studied the zombies outside and found that there are still ways to avoid them, so I followed Yan
The security guard has discussed that we can go out together to look for supplies tomorrow."
Liang Yingsheng hesitated for a few more minutes before agreeing: "Okay then, what time will it be tomorrow?"
"Is it okay to meet in the corridor on the tenth floor at nine o'clock in the morning? Ask your family members to prepare weapons such as kitchen knives."