"Why are you on the ground? Do you still want me to help you? "

Zhou Wang already could not stay calm any longer. Seeing Yun Yao and her son, she was more irritated. Others were all in a mess.

"Mom" Chenchen who was protected by her mother in her arms, held out her chubby little hand to wipe away tears for his mother. Looking at her clever and sensible son, Yun Yao pursed her lips and choked back her discomfort. Holding him, she stood up: "Mom, why are you here?"

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They lived in a villa and there were servants and bodyguards. Why did they come to her?

"If it weren't for Zhijun who takes you and your son, do you think, would I like to come? Cook for us!" In fact, it was not because of her son. Since last night, the army's phone had been disconnected. Her husband's phone was connected, but he just let them stay at home and wait and said he would send someone to pick them up. At that time, they didn't want to find Yun Yao. But in the morning, most of the servants and bodyguards in the family turned into monsters. They bit at the sight of people. They fought their lives to run out. Originally, they wanted to drive directly to the capital, but several bodyguards died and zombies became more and more in the city. They simply could not move.

"Zhijun, is he okay?" When she heard that her husband was still thinking about their mother and son, Yun Yao felt a little warm. The dissatisfaction that had arisen because she couldn't get through her husband's phone quietly disappeared. The grievance also dissipated. As long as her husband loved her, she was not afraid of being wronged. Otherwise, she wouldn't marry him after knowing that no one in her husband's family liked him.

"Of course, he is ok! Do you mean to curse him? Bitch, I knew you were not a good person. You must hope my son would die so you can go out and hook up with men openly. " Zhou Wang fiercely stood up and pointed to her nose, several bodyguards all silent retreating. Although conscience told them that the old lady was too fierce, reality did not allow them to help.

"Mom, I didn't."

"No, I think you have bad intentions. The wild bastard was probably not my grandson."

"Mom, Chenchen is the child of Zhijun. When I was with Zhijun, I was still a girl. It doesn't matter if you insult me. Please don't insult my son. He is one of the Zhou family."

Yun Yao could tolerate anything, but she couldn’t tolerate people insulting her son.

Zhou Wang rushed up to slap him. Lin Xiaohan, Yun Yao's eldest sister-in-law, hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Mom, those monsters outside only attack people when they hear voices. Please don't scold. Let her cook for us. Haohao and Lanlan are hungry." Lin Xiao was not to help Yunyao. It was only based on practical considerations. Before she married, she was the daughter of the mayor; she could not cook at all. She got up early in the morning and began to escape. They were all hungry.

"For the sake of Xiaohan, I'll spare you first. Don't you go and cook?" With a sharp eye, Zhou Wang's eyes widened and she hugged her grandchildren one after the other: "My lovely grandchild, are you hungry? There will be food to eat right away."

Accustomed to this kind of differential treatment, Yun Yao silently swallowed her grievance. Holding her son in her arms, she went into the kitchen and fed him with milk powder before she started cooking. When she finished cooking, she found out that the house had been turned upside down. She was a woman with children; hence there were not much food in the house. Most she bought were snacks and fruits, but all of them were eaten by these people and the garbage were thrown everywhere.

"Grandma, I also want to drink." Seeing Chenchen holding the bottle, Lin Xiaohan's four-year-old daughter took Zhou Wang's hand and requested. Another seven-year-old child also wanted. Zhou Wang patted her lovely granddaughter's head, stood up and said, "Where is the milk powder? Didn't you hear Lanlan say she wants to drink too? Go and get two cups!"

"Mom, it's Chenchen’s." Yun Yao frowned. She was afraid that it was not good to preserve milk powder for a long time, so she only bought less than half a can every time. Now outside it’s full of monsters, she had to keep some for Chenchen to eat.

"Just drink water, little bastard."

"Mom" Thinking that they were staying in the kitchen before, Zhou Wang pushed her away and got into the kitchen. The milk powder jar was placed on the cupboard; it was too late for Yun Yao to stop it. Watching her holding her son's food and heading for the living room, Yun Yao couldn't help crying again. Chenchen dragged his bottle in one hand and hugged her mother's leg with the other: "Mom, I am full now."

Perhaps in his view, he was full now. But what should he eat for the next meal?

"Hmm" Yun Yao did not dare to tell his son the truth; she could only nod with tears.

On the other side, Zhou's adopted daughter, Zhou Ting, curled her lips: "Bitches are bitches. "

"Don't eat my cooking if you care." Zhou Wang was her mother-in-law, so she would not quarrel with her. But for Zhou Ting, she would not back down. More than once she saw the love for her husband from Zhou Ting's eyes. Women were sensitive, and she would never let such things happen.

"Mom, look at her." Zhou Ting was furious, then she held Zhou Wang's arm. Zhou Wang was about to start scolding, but Yun Yao was a little disheartened; she had already turned back into the kitchen and brought out the prepared food. Chenchen followed her obediently all the time with his bottle in his arms.

"Eat first"

"Knock!"

"Elder sister, open the door. I am Yun Che."

Food was on the table which was quite delicious for people who had been hungry for a long time. Zhou Wang and others went to the table directly with glancing at Yun Yao and her son. At the same time, Yun Che knocked the door again; he finally arrived.

"It's my uncle." Chen chen was quite happy.

Yun Yao hurried to open the door but was stopped by Zhou Wang.

"Don't open the door.Outside it is full of monsters, do you want to kill all of us?" Zhou Wang stepped forward in front of her, questioning her sharply.

Yun Yao frowned, clenched her fist and tried to explain, "Mom, my brother was outside. He will die if we don’t open the door."

"This would better than all of us die."

"How dare you?!” Zhou Wang's next sentence instantly ignited Yun Yao's anger. She never dreamed that they would hate her so much. It was her younger brother who she had worked hard for ten years to cultivate. How could they be so harsh to him?