The two lingered to death on this June afternoon.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out of the gate refreshed. He looked back at the villa behind him, looked at the rose-colored silk curtains behind the window of Yuan Yi's room, smiled, turned and walked towards the valley.
After Yuan Yi was injured, Zhang Xiaoqiang never got close to her again. Now Zhang Xiaoqiang agrees with the phrase "a long absence is better than a new marriage". The anxiety and fatigue accumulated in the days were also swept away. Thinking of Yuan Yi who couldn't get out of bed yet, he smiled 'hehe' and couldn't help speeding up a bit.
Since those construction workers came, Wang Le has been freed from the construction of the fence. Now he brings five or six of his subordinates to work every day in his small repair shop. His repair shop is inside the cave. Zhang Xiaoqiang Let people clean up some of the original messy things in the cave, Wang Le took over and took the cave as his own home, eating and lodging in it, busy with his little things all day long.
As soon as he entered the cave, Zhang Xiaoqiang was stumbled by the steel under his feet. Looking around, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought he had walked into the waste recycling center. The originally large space inside was filled with various materials and tools. The "buzzing" sound from the generator dedicated to the repair shop echoed in the cave non-stop. This noise that made Zhang Xiaoqiang dizzy mixed with the sound of the workers starting the cutting machine almost made him turn around and run away.
Zhang Xiaoqiang endured the noise that tormented his eardrums and found Wang Le who was squatting on the ground busy. Wang Le woke up from the working state after being patted by Zhang Xiaoqiang a few times. Wang Le stood up and said something because the voice around him was too loud. Noisy, Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged him out of the cave.
At this moment, Wang Le was sweating profusely, his blue overalls were dirty with blood-red rust and jet-black engine oil, and his chest and back were also wet with large swaths of sweat. Looking at Wang Le and Zhang Xiaoqiang in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang really couldn’t bear it. I had the heart to ask him, but now that Zhang Xiaoqiang is waiting to get a bulletproof and stabproof combat suit, it can only make him busier.
"Did you see that giant mouse? Can its skin be made into a combat uniform?" Zhang Xiaoqiang has always been thinking about the fur of the giant mouse, and the skin that can hold shrapnel is an excellent material.
"Brother Cockroach, the skin is not easy to handle. It took six of us a day to skin it. By the way, I borrowed your animal horn to drill holes in the softest part of its stomach. After hundreds of small holes were drilled, the belly was slowly cut open with a cutting machine, you don’t know, the leather is so strong, I suspect that 14.5 bullets may not be able to penetrate it.”
Wang Le was complaining to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang lowered his head and thought, he didn't expect that the leather could not be cut by a cutting machine, if it couldn't be processed, wouldn't it be useless where to put it
"How did you deal with the claws of that thing?" Thinking of the claws that could easily cut off the rebar, Zhang Xiaoqiang became nervous. That thing is no worse than his own horn. This kind of treasure Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want it to flow out. Only in your own hands.
Speaking of the giant mouse's claws, Wang Le became excited all of a sudden. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said loudly: "Brother Cockroach, it's a treasure to hold things. Cutting steel bars is like cutting grass. I found a piece of d2 leather to try." Swipe, guess what? Swipe and pull, and the d2's thick skin, which is not afraid of guns, is broken in half like paper, er... it's kraft paper."
Speaking of this, Wang Le looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with expectant eyes and begged: "Look? Do you want to keep a few with us? That thing can be used as a tool, but unfortunately only the claws of its front paws are useful, and there are only eight claws in total. Only, if I..."
"No, this thing can't flow out." Zhang Xiaoqiang's refusal made Wang Leyan stunned. In his eyes, the longest claw was only more than a foot long, which was a bit short for a weapon. Less than fifty centimeters.
"Have you ever tried to cut skin with claws?" Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled an ancient idiom, "Contradictory." He also wanted to try whether the claws were sharp or the skin was thick.
Wang Le shook his head and said: "I just peeled off the skin yesterday, and the big mouse was carried away by the cook this morning. I want to see if there are any missing claws later. You don't know the virtue of the cook. Mao guy, maybe he will hide something"
As soon as he walked into the kitchen, his goal was a row of plastic sheds standing beside the kitchen. A woman in chef's clothes was patrolling the side of the sheds. Through the sheds, Zhang Xiaoqiang could see the green vegetables inside. It seemed that the cook was protecting Let others steal food.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw the cook holding a machete with a notch and looking at the skeleton in front of him in a daze. There was a big basin next to the cook. There was a lot of dark red meat on the skeleton of the fish that contained the mouse. The cook probably wanted to chop up the skeleton and make soup out of his instinct not to waste a single bit.
Seeing the machete with a big mouth missing, Wang Le was amused. He patted the fat on the cook's back and said, "Haha, this thing is not something that your parallel machete can handle. You should send it back to me." Bar."
The cook turned around to quarrel with Wang Le, just as he turned around, he glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang who was standing aside, and he swallowed back the swear words when he came to his mouth, and hurriedly nodded to Zhang Xiaoqiang to say hello.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded, stepped forward and looked carefully at the huge skeleton in front of him. Apart from sporadic pieces of meat, there was also a huge mouse head attached to the skeleton. Let alone the disgusting mouse head, the white skeleton is very similar to Zhang Xiaoqiang's usual white bones. It's different, although it's still whitish, it's not that miserable whiteness, but a kind of embellished whiteness with crystals.
Zhang Xiaoqiang had never seen ivory before, he wondered if ivory would be more lustrous than the skeleton in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wang Le.