Chapter 6 Sweep the warehouse, Sister Huyou (2)

Therefore, he still decided to give up temporarily, and after the end of the end time, the first time to seize the oil depot in the previous phase.

Two days later, the end of the day is about to come, and Yun Che, who has already collected almost the same materials, finally called her sister Yun Yao.

"Xiao Che? You haven't called me in a long time. I told Xiaoyu the other day, shouldn't you be a girlfriend?"

As soon as the call was connected, Yun Yao's bright and gentle ridicule sounded clearly, Yun Che's eyes were hot, and he almost didn't cry. God knows how long he hasn't heard the voice of his sister. When his parents died, he and Xiao Yancai At the age of ten, my sister was only six years older than them. Because my parents did n’t have much savings and there was no house in the city, I built a small cottage in the countryside. Relatives were unwilling to take care of them. Even grandparents and grandparents ignored them. The sixteen-year-old sister resolutely left the school, using the meager savings left by her parents, gritted her teeth and sold the country house to take them to work in the city to earn money to support them. Growing up with Xiaozhang, she didn't get married until they went to high school. After marriage, she insisted on paying their high tuition fees. In his mind, Yun Yao was both an elder sister and a mother.

"sister··"

With just one sister, Yun Che choked up and could n’t speak. Yun Yao at the other end of the phone quickly said: "What's wrong? Is it ill? Why don't you call me earlier? What if you get seriously ill? Che, don't worry, I'll drive to see you right away. "

The two younger brothers are her hope. Even if they already have their own family, Yun Yao can't wait to hear his choked voice.

"Sister, I'm okay, just a little cold. Even tonight, can you take Chenchen to take care of me for two days tomorrow?"

Seeing this, Yun Che quickly stopped her, driving at night was not safe, and if anything happened, it would be bad.

"You will call me if you have a cold? Okay, I will take Chenchen in the early morning. What about it? Would you like to see your little nephew in the video?"

Can Yunyao not know his brother? If it wasn't serious, he wouldn't make that kind of request, so she agreed without thinking about it, without doubting the truth of his words.

Knowing that her sister wanted to see him for a reason, Yun Che smiled helplessly: "Okay."

Then the sister and brother hung up the phone at the same time, Yun Che first figured out the way to make up the cosmetics to darken his eyes around a bit, it looks a little stubborn but not very serious, and then turned on the computer, Internet video.

"It's okay, look at your face, like a ghost."

As soon as the video opened, Yun Yao's puppet rang. Looking at the beautiful woman with big wavy curly hair on the screen, Yun Che couldn't hide his excitement. The three of them were not bad, especially the sister, who looked very beautiful. Beautiful, no wonder the surnamed Zhou had to marry her despite her family's opposition: "Sister, miss you ..."

Yes, after thinking about it for more than four years, when the last and last days came, when he arrived at the sister's house next door, where people had already gone to the building, leaving only a large amount of blood and broken and decaying limbs, he was unwilling to believe those It was her sister's, and it wasn't until later that she found her nephew. From his mouth, he learned that those sisters were really the broken limbs of her sister. Therefore, his sister was eaten by the zombies and no corpse was left.

[End of this chapter]

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