Rebirth in the Last Days: Practicing with a Baby

"Wow!" A child's cry came from the camp next door.

"What's wrong, Wenwen, why are you crying?" A slightly sharp voice asked anxiously, it should be the child's mother.

"It's so itchy and hurts here...wow" the child said sobbingly, then started crying again.

"Let me see, it's okay, Wenwen. It's just a small pimple. Don't scratch it. The more you scratch it, the more itchy it becomes. You must have been bitten by something." The child's mother coaxed with some distress.

However, it was of no use. The more the mother coaxed, the harder the child cried. Some people in the car were ready to go to sleep and were upset by the child's cry. Some people cursed and criticized, and some people deliberately tore things.

It makes a tingling sound.

"Who has anti-inflammatory and anti-itching ointment? Let us use it!" The child's mother saw that the small pimple on the child's arm turned into a big pimple in the blink of an eye. It was swollen red and bright, and the roots and feet were still hard.

Unable to hold back his anger, he shouted and asked his companions in the car.

There was silence in the carriage.

"Don't you have Xiaoyuan there? I just saw you using it. Why don't you feel sorry for the child when you see her in such pain? You are really cruel." The person who spoke was Wenwen's mother's neighbor Bian Cuiping. They had a close relationship before the apocalypse.

They got along well, and later they entered the safe zone with the army and supported each other all the time. Bian Cuiping's voice was full of vitriol.

"I'm not the only one who brought anti-itching ointment. I only have a little ointment left. I don't have enough. You can ask others!" This was the voice of a little girl, with a small voice and a high pitch.

There is a hint of weakness and cowardice in it.

"How old are you, what does it matter if you are bitten twice? Wenwen is less than seven years old. The child's skin is so delicate that she can't bear it. She cries and makes a lot of noise, and everyone can't rest well. You'd better put your ointment on it.

Give it to Wenwen!" Another person said in a very strong scolding tone.

"That's it! Take it out quickly!" Bian Cuiping heard someone's support, like a shot of chicken blood, and there was a hint of excitement in the urging voice.

"You won't take it, right?" Seeing the girl's motionless and silent resistance, Bian Cuiping asked fiercely.

"What are you doing? Don't go through my bag." This was the scared and aggrieved voice of the girl named Xiaoyuan.

"Pa" the backpack fell to the ground, and the girl let out a soft, suppressed sob, "Don't grab it, I'll give it to you."

The backpack was thrown to the ground, the things were scattered, and the screen of the small and exquisite pink mobile phone was smashed. The girl was so distressed that she burst into tears. She silently picked up the mobile phone, which contained her last thoughts about her relatives.

Although her phone has no power and signal now, it contains photos of her, her parents, and her brother, as well as the contact address her brother sent her before the apocalypse. When she arrives in the safe zone of Beijing, if the power is restored, she can charge her phone.

After powering on, photos and other things should be restored.

Xiaoyuan put the scattered things into her bag and struggled to protect her backpack. The backpack was very small and could not hold much in it. They were all the little girl's daily necessities. After hearing the girl's compromise, Wenwen's mother grabbed the bag.

and Bian Cuiping, they looked at each other and smiled, and snorted with both contempt and pride, "I can't have done it this way. If you don't listen to me, you are selfish and have no love at all."

Everyone else in the carriage watched silently, some turned their heads and went to sleep, others were smiling, not knowing who was watching the excitement, but deep down in their eyes everyone had the same cold and indifferent look.

Xiaoyuan silently took out a small ointment from her bag and held it tightly in her hand. She has a body that easily attracts mosquitoes. She always carries anti-itch ointment with her every summer. This ointment cannot be bought in pharmacies.

When she arrived, her brother asked someone to arrange it specially for her.

You don't need to think about it to know that if you lend it out, you won't be able to get it back.

Xiaoyuan was feeling uncomfortable, and Wenwen's mother snatched the ointment away. Her sharp nails scratched three bloody marks on the back of the girl's hand, which looked cold and ferocious against the girl's flawless white skin.

The girl resisted the tears welling up in her eyes and tried her best to hold back the tears that came up.

There is no one here who cares about her. Crying and making noise are just making others laugh.

The child who had applied the ointment gradually became quiet. Xiaoyuan looked at the newly bitten red pimple on her ankle and gritted her teeth stubbornly to endure the pain. She was alone, and the others either had to support their families or formed gangs.

Wenwen's father and Bian Cuiping's husband are still the main team members of the team. What else can they do if they can't bear it?

Rong Xianxian just happened to overhear their conversation while investigating the cause of the commotion in the civilian team. The car stayed in the center of the motorcade. It was filled with women and children, who were doing logistics work in the team.

It has been relatively well protected.

The girl was alone and weak, although she was inevitably aggrieved, but at least she was protected.

Rong Xianxian sighed in her heart, swallowing her anger and blindly compromising sometimes could not bring her the peace she wanted, but would only make people push further.

I hope the girl is just tolerating it temporarily and is not a coward by nature.

"Most of the crying and noisy places are because people don't know what they were bitten by. Both adults and children, especially the children, cry a lot." Cui Lie just walked around the campsites.

Hui returned to Rong Xianxian and said softly.

"In the summer, flies and mosquitoes are inevitable, especially in the wild. It is difficult to prevent them." Although Rong Xianxian is equipped with mosquito repellent medicine, the medicine is precious. It not only repels mosquitoes, but also is effective against poisonous snakes, ants, scorpions, spiders and the like in the woods.

Insect poisons all have repellent effects.

Even because of the addition of mutated spiritual plants, it has the effect of removing miasma, warding off evil spirits, refreshing the brain and refreshing the mind.

The medicinal materials are precious and are not enough to be distributed to so many people. She does not want to attract people's attention. Mosquito bites are just uncomfortable and a little punishing. After the end of the world, the spiritual energy will be revived. Even ordinary people who do not know how to practice will have poor physical fitness.

It's much better than before and nothing big will happen.

Rong Xianxian and Cui Lie returned to the RV. Wang Lin had already pulled out the folding bed. There were four bunk beds on both sides.

Wang Lin, Xuanxuan, and Xiao Luo were lying on the lower bunk on the left side. Wang Lin was holding a storybook in his hand and was telling them a story.

Although summer is approaching and the temperature has risen significantly, there is a cool breeze at night and the temperature inside the car is comfortable.

The two children were listening to the story and yawning at the same time. When they saw Rong Xianxian getting in the car, Xuanxuan got up on the bed and ran over quickly to hug Rong Xianxian and act like a baby.

Jiang Jie had just finished checking the trap, practiced with Wang Qirui for a while, and ran in sweating profusely.

"Sister Rong, I have checked all the traps and traps set up, and all the transmission symbols have been posted. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?" Jiang Jie asked, panting slightly.