Pick up a zombie and raise it together

Chapter 62

Looking up at him eagerly: "Why? I still want to see it!"

Wu Weichen tempted: "Uncle Du's fish paste balls are probably fried..."

"Aww, go eat fish paste balls!" The two children were so easy to fool, they quickly got up from the ground, threw the remote control on the carpet and rushed out.

Of course Zhang Cheng knew what Wu Weichen was going out for, so he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "Just keep watching."

The hands around his waist tightened a little more.

Wu Weichen looked at Bai Wuyang, and smiled: "Forget it, I'm afraid that if I go out late, they will really steal all the fish paste balls."

Wu Weichen's footsteps are a bit slow, but in fact, his posture is no longer awkward.As soon as he closed the door, Bai Wuyang's lips pressed against Zhang Cheng's neck, and he took several mouthfuls.

"Itchy..." Zhang Cheng hid with a smile, and Bai Wuyang didn't chase after him to kiss again, but just lazily rested his chin on his shoulder.

Childish funny cartoons were still playing on the TV with the volume turned up loudly, but the current atmosphere made Zhang Cheng feel a little indescribably quiet.

"Does your leg hurt?" Zhang Cheng's voice also softened.

Bai Wuyang didn't speak, but shook his head on his shoulder twice.

"Do you want to drink water?"

Bai Wuyang murmured in his ear: "I want to pee."

Thinking of the scene in the morning, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but blush again, but obediently took out the bucket in the bathroom.

Presumably Bai Wuyang was also embarrassed to ask others to help, so he has survived until now.

It seems that the resignation is really going to be implemented.

After lunch, Zhang Cheng was stuck with Bai Wuyang for a while, and Zhang Cheng had to go to school in the wind and snow again.

Although it was winter, the lazy Zhang Cheng still felt a little sleepy.Fortunately, he didn't need to stare at the classroom the whole time in the composition class. After setting the topic with the students, he returned to the office and lay down on the table drowsily.

Monday afternoon was their school's regular composition class. All the teachers in the office were there. The female teachers gathered together as usual to eat melon seeds, chat and correct their homework. With these voices as the background, they didn't feel too noisy.

Even when he fell asleep, Zhang Cheng felt a little worried.There are still half a month until the final exam, and every teacher has a lot of things to do. Whether he asks for leave or resigns, it is a very irresponsible performance.Especially since everyone knows that he is not married yet, no one would believe his wife's broken leg...

But thinking about Bai Wuyang lying on the bed, he really couldn't stay in school.

The two composition classes passed quietly while Zhang Cheng was drowsy and thinking hard. When the class representative brought a stack of composition texts, Zhang Cheng was still lying on the table.

"Teacher, Jiang Yibin gave you this!" In the office, the students in their class still knew to put the word "Brother Cheng" away.

Zhang Cheng sat up in a daze, and picked up the note on the composition: "Okay, thank you

you. "

The note was torn from a notebook, folded into a square shape, and there were four words written on it as if it were the truth - "Brother Cheng, dear friend".

"What is this kid up to?" Zhang Cheng laughed, and honestly opened the note, on which were simply written a few words: "Why did the phone stop? My composition... hand it in next time! Flash away Part-time job, cover me!"

This kid skipped class again... Zhang Cheng had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and make a random call, but it was already shut down due to arrears.

It seems that he has been receiving reminder text messages from the service provider for the past two days, but he has automatically ignored them.

Putting the phone back into his pocket, Zhang Cheng stretched and stood up from his seat.

"Going back?" Chu Rui's voice came, Zhang Cheng turned his head and smiled helplessly at him, "I want to ask for leave."

"I'll go with you, it's okay anyway." Chu Rui stood up from his seat, collected the things on the table casually, and went out with him.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Cheng took out the leave slip, the head of the grade level pulled his face down: "Did you make a mistake? You asked for leave? You still asked for leave until next year! Then who will take your class? Do you still think about it at the end of the class?" Got grades?"

Zhang Cheng was speechless, and muttered: "How about..."

"Team leader, Zhang Cheng is really busy, it's okay to ask for leave." Chu Rui looked into the eyes of the grade leader with a faint smile on his face.

The grade leader's eyes seemed to flicker, and then he was a little dull: "Yes, it's okay to ask for a leave."

Zhang Cheng looked at the grade leader in astonishment, wondering why he would suddenly change his words.

"Then trouble the team leader to sign the fake note." Chu Rui smiled, took the fake note from Zhang Cheng's hand, and handed it to him.

"I signed it." The grade leader repeated his words, took the slip and signed it.

The process was so smooth that Zhang Cheng couldn't believe it until he walked out of the office building: "You don't come from a high-level person to experience life, do you? Why does the senior team leader listen to you so much?"

Chu Rui laughed: "He just thinks what I said makes sense."

He got the slip easily, and Zhang Cheng couldn't help feeling a little excited, he stuffed the slip into his pocket and rubbed against Chu Rui: "By the way, I'll return the meal to you before I leave, and I won't come tomorrow, otherwise Let's go eat now!"

Chu Rui raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and frowned slightly: "It's only four o'clock, otherwise...you can go back with me first, there is a fish restaurant next to where I live, and the food is delicious .”

"Okay, just to see what the place you live in is like." Zhang Cheng nodded, and followed him to the school gate.

There are two rows of evergreen trees between the office building where the grade leader is located and their teaching building, and there is still snow in the sky. Zhang Cheng, who has been walking with his head down, did not see that Chen Yaqian was walking towards the teaching building...

The author has something to say: We weighed myself yesterday... I, who was working so hard to lose weight, actually gained four catties!So I slept depressedly for a day TAT...

But today I almost made up the portion...

This computer is really nearing the end of its life, and it buzzes when I turn it on, I'm afraid it will suddenly break o(╯□╰)o

57. The Ghost Jade Returns ([-])

57. The Ghost Jade Returns ([-])...

The snow outside the window is still fluttering, but the room with warm curtains is still warm in spring.

After Zhang Cheng went out, Bai Wuyang fell into a sleepy sleep.Pi Xiaodan and Yan Lingshi sat on the carpet next to the bed and looked at him eagerly, holding the remote control in their hands, but they dared not turn on the TV.

Probably because of the injury, Bai Wuyang slept very deeply, otherwise he would have woken up when they first entered the door.

The door was gently opened again, and Wu Weichen stood by the door and whispered to them: "You two come out and let him sleep well."

Yan Lingshi waved at him, and responded with the same volume: "Uncle Weichen, come and take a look, he looks so strange!"

"Yeah!" Pi Xiaodan also nodded at him, "How strange!"

"Strange?" Wu Weichen walked in lightly, looking at Bai Wuyang on the bed.

At this moment, his brows were tightly furrowed, his panting was much heavier than usual, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Is this a nightmare? Or are you feeling unwell?" Wu Weichen asked uncertainly, sitting on the edge of the bed and pushing Bai Wuyang, "Bai Wuyang, Bai Wuyang?"

Bai Wuyang opened his eyes suddenly amidst his soft shout, and then sat up from the bed, which startled Wu Weichen.

"What's wrong with you, Uncle Xiao Yang?" Yan Lingshi was lying on the bedside, his big eyes were full of worry.

Bai Wuyang exhaled heavily, wiped his face: "It's nothing, it was just a dream."

The content of the dream has been completely forgotten, but the trembling in my heart still seems to continue.

Bai Wuyang stabilized his mind, and involuntarily picked up the mobile phone beside the bed.

In fact, in the past few months when the two of them were together, the number of times Bai Wuyang took the initiative to call Zhang Cheng was very small. As an old antique who has lived alone for two or three hundred years, he really didn't like this kind of thing.Moreover, talking through the phone always feels like something is missing.

But now, I don't know if it was because of the nightmare just now, he suddenly had the urge to call Zhang Cheng.

Dial the unique number in the address book, and not long after, a dry artificial female voice came from over there: "Sorry, the user you dialed has been shut down..."

Bai Wuyang frowned tightly, and the uneasiness in his heart became even stronger.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Wu Weichen asked hesitantly.

Bai Wuyang didn't answer, but lifted the quilt directly, and was about to get out of bed dragging his injured leg.

"Hey, what are you doing!" Wu Weichen quickly held him down, and Yan Lingshi and Pi Xiaodan also cleverly held his arm.

"Let go of me, I'm going to find Zhang Cheng." Bai Wuyang's tone contained a rare eagerness, even though one leg was still wrapped in plaster, he stood up under the pressure of the three of them.

"Uncle Xiao Yang! That brother said yesterday that you can't get out of bed!" Yan Lingshi pressed him anxiously, probably because he felt that his strength was too weak, and finally sat on the carpet again, hugging him tightly. Bai Wuyang's uninjured leg.

"Yeah, otherwise you'll be lame!" Pi Xiaodan spoke seriously beside him.

Bai Wuyang loosened his strength and sat back on the bed again, but his brows were still tightly frowned: "I think something will happen to Zhang Cheng, I'm going to pick him up."

After he finished speaking, his lips were tightly pursed, looking determined and stubborn.

"Is something going to happen to uncle? What's the matter?" Yan Lingshi let out a low cry, tugging at Bai Wuyang's clothes nervously.

"The nightmare you just had was about Zhang Cheng? It should be just a dream, it's okay, don't think too much about it." Wu Weichen looked at the stage