Cars have been piled up at the entrance of the parking lot. Spears are arranged on the top and both sides of these obstacles. Some zombies from below attempt to climb over the top of the car, but only one result is that their bodies are strung on the spears like sugar coated haws.

The remaining cars in the site were transferred to the west of the parking lot and parked neatly next to the wall over there. In three days, the planting area on the roof has doubled, and the defense measures on the passage have been arranged. After Cao Shengli taught the women's army led by Aunt Luo the basic planting skills, he began to shift his energy to Chen Bin's plan.

The parking lot suddenly became quite empty. Cai Ji and Cheng Zixuan were also taken to the roof to bask in the sun. After being bored in the Jiafu Supermarket for nearly two months, the two little guys began to grow grass in their hearts. They played with the toys suitable for children on the second floor, including the doll clamping machine and the children's rocking chair.

Yesterday, a rocking chair of Happy Sheep was removed by a monkey, which depressed Cheng Zixuan for a long time. Although this rocking chair is only a toy for children under three years old, it is one of the few things that can bring joy to Jiafu Supermarket, which lacks entertainment facilities.

Fortunately, they were informed by Ji Wenwen yesterday afternoon that today they can go to the roof of the building to visit the vegetable planting area. The two kids were happy for a long time and both took this activity as an autumn outing. Ji Wenwen has made a bento for them all. He is trying his best to satisfy their desire for autumn outing.

Just stepping on the ground on the top of the building, two little guys rushed out like flaming monkeys, and they were bored by their days under the building.

Cai Ji and Cheng Zixuan ran around the top of the building, and they were all sweating. Their little faces were red and their smiles had not disappeared.

"Be careful not to fall." Ji Wenwen told them and then turned around to greet others who were already on the roof.

"Smell, I brought the two little guys up," Ah Cai said with a smile. "Let them not go to the other side. The traces on the ground there have not been washed away."

"Auspicious girl, handsome boy Zixuan, come here to play." Zou Qiqi waved to them, "Look, the seeds have sprouted."

"Where?" Hearing something new, Cai Ji and Cheng Zixuan rushed over.

Fang Hui, who was watering with a water pipe in the distance, looked at the two children and smiled, admiring their carefree nature. Yang Ju on one side dragged the blood on the ground with a mop, suddenly raised her head and sighed, "If my man is not dead, I would like to have a baby with him."

"Sister Yang, did you have any children before?" Fang Hui looks at Yang Ju in surprise. It has been some time since they came to Jiafu Supermarket, and their relationship has gradually become harmonious. Today, they rarely have the opportunity to come upstairs to help. The sunny weather and lively children make them feel relaxed, and they unconsciously slowly open the conversation.

"I have had them before, but they all got rid of them." Yang Ju suddenly felt sad about the past memories. "I had three children before, but they were girls at the time of inspection. My husband's family asked me to kill them. Later, I was unable to conceive."

"Why don't you choose to have one?" Fang Hui asked.

"We all prefer sons to daughters, and women can't choose many things by themselves," Yang Ju said quietly. What she didn't say was that her men insisted on giving birth to her, but she also preferred sons.

However, Yang Ju can't be blamed for this. There are few families without boys in that village, and they are often bullied. Disputes in the mountains and fields are often caused by the loss of only girls' families. In addition, daughters usually have no share in land acquisition and other matters. So the women in the village usually go to the county to have a check secretly after they are pregnant. If they find that the girl is pregnant, they will choose to kill her.

"They are all miserable people," Fang Hui also sighed in her heart. Yang Ju couldn't conceive because of too many miscarriages before. At this age, she has basically said goodbye to the possibility of conceiving again. And I heard her say that the idea of son preference at home is very serious. If there is no offspring, it is more guilty than giving birth to a daughter.

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It seemed that she could see what Fang Hui was thinking. Yang Juruo nodded her head if she didn't have it. She looked into the distance and continued to say, "My man loved me, so he took me to Songhu to join the Fifth Master. He said that he would come to the big city to make money so that he could make test tube babies for us. In fact, I don't know whether what he said is true, but he took me away from my hometown, which is also a way to bring me out of the bitter sea. In the past, when he was busy outside, his parents in law didn't let me sit at the table to eat, nor did they let me pick up some chopsticks. They scolded me for not laying eggs Chicken, still clamoring for my man to divorce me. "

"Your man loves you very much. Where is he now?" As soon as she said this, Fang Hui regretted that Yang Ju had said "if her man had not died".

"It's down here," Yang Ju said and fell silent, dragging the blood on the ground with a mop.

"Sister Yang, don't be too sad." Fang Hui also choked up when she heard about Yang Ju's experience. "You know, there have been people who have been in pain before. Unlike me, my parents didn't love me when I was a child. They came out early to fight in the society."

"I used to be too young to understand, and I thought it was quick to pay money by serving people with sex." Fang Hui looked around, and his voice dropped a little unconsciously, "If it were not for the words of Brother Zhang Si and Brother Chen Bin, I might not have come to my senses. Well, the disaster has brought everyone back to the same starting line, and no one has the right to blame their family background and birth environment. The dead are already lost, and the living should strive for the last laugh."

"Xiao Hui, why don't you go to the vegetable garden with them?" Yang Ju suddenly asked.

"I'm not afraid of your jokes, Sister Yang," Fang Hui said frankly. "I feel inferior to them."

With these words, they sighed again.

"Brother Chen Bin, they have gone to the detention center again." Fang Hui pinched the water pipe in her hand a little flat, so that the gushing water can wash farther. Just now, when mentioning the inferiority complex, both of them talked about their hearts. Fang Hui then shifted the topic to Chen Bin, "He is a good man, and everyone here in Jiafu Supermarket is a good man."

Yang Ju nodded and agreed in her heart, "They are ten thousand times better than Li Guoqiang."

"Monkey, it's up to you to open the door today," Chen Bin said to the monkey next to him in the car parked on Huayi Road on the other side, "We couldn't open the doors of some houses in the police station last time, so the zombies in them weren't cleaned up."

"No problem," the monkey took out a bag, opened it and spread it out in front of everyone. Inside was a whole set of various unlocking tools. "If I didn't blow, I might not be able to open some safes, but ordinary doors could not stop me."

"Professional!" Cao Shengli gave a thumbs up.

"I also brought some things here today," said Chen Bin, taking out a rectangular notebook, opening it to see a pencil, and several sketches were drawn on the snow-white paper.

"This is the gate of the detention house!" Dafei looked at the sketch on the paper and said in surprise.

"Yes, ha ha. Fortunately, my sketching and sketching skills have not been lost," Chen Bin said with a smile. "After the last investigation, I started to draw these sketches, as well as the dock of the police station and the Shuangkun parking lot opposite the detention center."

"Monkey, these pictures are prepared for you to make models. I hope they can help." Chen Bin pointed to the gate of the detention center again. "Next, we will try to see the inside. Then I will restore the terrain and orientation on the paper through memory and painting."

"Professional!" Cao Shengli and Wei Qiming gave a thumbs up.

"Well, with your sketch, the sand table can be made more accurately." The monkey turned over the sketch in the notebook excitedly, and his eyes became brighter.

"If you put it in the past, you can take a picture as long as you have a mobile phone and camera, and then turn it on the computer to make it clear at a glance." Chen Bin put the book away after the monkey finished reading it. "Now we are back to the primitive society at once."

"Ha ha ha," Chen Bin's words made others laugh.

The car turned into the alley leading to the police station, and Wei Qiming drove into it with a familiar way.

The monkey looked at the sign and badge at the door and suddenly said, "This is the police station here."

"What?" Everyone looked at him curiously.

"Lao Wei, didn't Lao Yao get caught before? Do you remember?" The monkey said, "Yao has a big mouth, the brother with a big mouth. Later, it was the fifth master who came to pay for it."

Wei Qiming thought for a moment, and seemed to have some impression: this man, who was called Yao Dazui by them, also followed the Fifth Master, but he could not drive, and every day he stared at a little tricycle selling some fried rice and fried flour outside the nearby construction site.

"Is that old Yao who sells fried flour and fried rice, right?" Wei Qiming asked.

"Yes, he set up a stall on the construction site near Zhangjiang every day to sell food." The monkey nodded.

"Is that Yao's big mouth? Is it because his head is a little bald and there is a big mole on his face?" Cao Shengli leaned over and asked.

"Well, you know?" Monkey and Wei Qiming turned their eyes to Cao Shengli's face.

"Hey, why don't you know him? He sets up a small stand outside our construction site every day," Cao Shengli said with a smile. "I eat at his place about two of my three meals a day. Damn it, almost half of the money I get at the construction site is earned by this grandson. His fried rice tastes good to tell the truth, but I always have diarrhea after eating it."