"Si Huang, you're finally back. I'm afraid that something will happen to you. This is Tang Miao, right?" The woman looked at Tang Miao with the kind expression of an elder looking at a younger generation.
Tang Sihuang shook off the woman's arm, took off the backpack and threw it to Tang Chun, walked to the living room, and asked Aunt Chun to pour him a glass of water.
Tang Miao glanced at the woman coldly, then turned to Tang Chun: "Uncle Chun, where are the others?" He was referring to Tang Xin, Tang Wen and Tang Wu. Brothers Tang Wen and Tang Wu have been growing up in the Tang family. Even in the last days, they are unlikely to leave because they have no other place to go.
Tang Chun was very excited when he saw the young master, and almost burst into tears. Later, when he saw the appearance of Charles and Hei Wei, he couldn't help but want to laugh. Hearing this, he carefully looked at Tang Sihuang's face, and said: " Young master, the others are all out looking for you. There is no signal on the phone, and there is no way to contact them. If they can't find you before the sun sets, they will come back."
"I made you worry." Feeling apologetic in Tang Miao's heart, she nodded embarrassingly, and took a peek at Tang Sihuang's face, which seemed to have turned ugly again. She hurriedly greeted him and went upstairs quickly.
He asked Tang Sihuang the date in the car just now, and he was unconscious in the space for four days. No wonder he felt hungry. Back in the room, he was about to take a shower, only to find out that the water and electricity were cut off. He took a bucket of water from the space and took a quick shower, changed into clean clothes, and ate two pieces of bread and a banana.
Tang Xin and the others came back one after another before the sun set, their faces looking tired.
When Tang Xin saw Tang Miao sitting peacefully in the living room, she immediately lost her temper and threw her backpack on the ground with a muffled "boom". He walked over a few steps and saw the red marks on Tang Miao's face. He froze for a moment and said sharply, "Tang Miao, do you still know to come back? Where have you been? Do you know that my father and I have been staying together for the past few days? Looking for you everywhere?"
Tang Miao was also aggrieved. If he knew that he would be unconscious for four days after drinking the water from the well, he would never drink the well water at this time.
"Why don't you speak?" Tang Xin felt even more annoyed when he saw that he was silent.
Tang Miao stared at him, and said coldly, "I didn't do it on purpose. I was attacked by someone, and I have been in a coma in the bathroom until today. If you want to do it, you can hit me on the right cheek."
Tang Sihuang's sharp eyes swept over immediately: "What? I can't beat you anymore? Why didn't you tell me where you were going when you went out?"
Tang Miao didn't say a word, with a wooden face and a sore heart. He always knew Daddy didn't like him. As for Tang Xin, Daddy never reached out his hand, and he had already been slapped twice in less than a month.
No one else in the living room dared to speak. Tang Chun and Aunt Chun stood nervously by the side, looking worried, for fear that the father and son would become more tense. But the husband was clearly in a rage, and neither of them dared to intercede for Tang Miao. Tang Chun secretly shook his head at the young master, signaling him to say less.
Tang Xin paused, then asked, "Who did you get attacked by? Was it a human or a zombie? Were you injured?"
"It's a human, there were no zombies four days ago," Tang Miao said flatly, "No injuries."