Chapter 89 Kyoto and the Fairy Tale (3500)

"Mr. Kyotomoto, do you like watching "The Ice Age"?"

"Yeah, I like it very much."

"Xiaoxue is very stupid. Every time she has to rely on Dabai to give her science to find props to solve the problem."

"You can't say that, after all, Xiaoxue is a primary school student."

"I used to think that if I were asked to do it, it would definitely be much faster than Xiaoxue's solution."

"Is that true?" Kyung-won looked at "The King of Science Fiction" and responded perfunctorily.

The end of the story is when Xiaoxue uses future technology to help her neighbors solve the problem of water-blocking pipes. Xiaoxue's parents always appear after she solves the problem.

Xiaoxue told her mother that she wanted to eat an apple. In such a frozen future, apples were sold by teeth. One tooth is one quarter of an apple. She sealed it in ice cubes with high-tech technology and soaked it in water.

The lockdown will be unblocked. My mother said, "Okay, okay, and after school tomorrow, I took her to the market to pick the biggest one. Xiaoxue said, "My parents will eat together, and then took my mother's hand to go home. The story ended here.

The story of "The Ice Age" always reveals a sense of irony, a satire of environmental deterioration, and a satire of wanton waste.

In this world occupied by mold, looking at these stories, I feel very special, as if all the satires have become true, and human beings are really on the verge of extinction.

In fact, Kyoto has always felt that the main tone of "The Ice Age" is a bit sad, because future humans have not found a new place to live. Even though they have developed many new technologies, they cannot rekindle the sun that is about to extinguish.

[The sun suddenly decays, this is a world that is only 1 million years away from the sun's extinction. The earth will be frozen due to the lack of light energy, and all mankind is on the verge of extinction.]

When Jingyuan thought of this sentence, he suddenly looked up and asked Tang Xue: "You have watched every issue, do you know the ending of "The Ice Age"?"

Tang Xue raised her head and recalled: "Nothing special. After all, there are still 1 million years before the sun goes out, so it's not Xiaoxue's turn. I just remember that she simply said goodbye on an afternoon, and then I never did.

Have seen her."

She returned the book "Science Fiction King" to Kyoto and stared at the burning fire.

"Mr. Jingyuan, do you believe in fairy tales?" Tang Xue asked.

"Believe it." Kyung-won said.

"Then I believe it, too. Take me to your castle. We will be buried there together, rotting into soil. In the last part of my life, I am very happy with Mr. Kyoto-suan. Thank you."

"Don't you completely distrust me?"

"Ah?" She covered her mouth and pretended to be surprised.

Kyoto was too lazy to deal with the problematic girl who had too many scenes. The temperature was almost done, so she had enough rest.

He put the magazine back into his travel bag, stood up and asked, "Do you still want to drink water? Or do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"We are about to die, why do we still do such meaningless things?"

"It's up to you." Jing Yuan took out the rope and tied Tang Xue into the bedding again.

Tang Xue stared at Jing Yuan's face throughout the whole process, and even wanted to post it for a while.

"What are you doing?" Kyung-won noticed her little movement.

"I want to try it out before I die, what it feels like to lick a man's face."

"Is this what you think makes sense?"

"Why do you have to add meaning to something? It makes you feel very tired."

"Whatever you say, I'm going to tie a scarf and close my mouth."

Tang Xue obediently closed her mouth tightly, allowing Jingyuan to wrap the scarfs around her face, and circled them from her nose to the back of her head, and three circles back and forth.

He carried her to the tricycle and tied her tightly, and it looked like she was a hostage kidnapped by terrorists. Kyoto thought so, buckled a military green winter hat on her head and covered her forehead.

"Sleep, you will see my castle when you wake up." Kyung-won finally said something to her and rode on the cushion of the tricycle.

It crunched, the old parts made a friction sound, and the three-wheeled feet accelerated slowly, drove out of the gas station and headed towards the endless snowfield.

The snowflakes fell on Jingyuan's broken hair, and looked up at the distance, as if nothing was left, and there was nothing.

But Kyung-won's home, he knew that his home was there, at the end of the road.

When I encountered a problem, my feet were stuck in the snow.

He had been riding the tricycle for an hour and a half on this road, proving that its weight could be used on this road without completely getting stuck in the snow like the farm tricycle and unable to move.

He rode very smoothly in the city, but this country road was not an asphalt road, but a bumpy dirt road.

The wheels should have been stuck in a pit. He got out of the car and pushed them several times, but he failed to push the three wheels out of the pit.

He is not far from home. He can reach it in ten minutes by foot. Even if the surrounding scenery and terrain are covered with thick snow, he is extremely familiar with it.

Go back with Tang Xue on his back?

But she was wrapped in bedding, too big and too heavy.

Jingyuan's physical condition is very poor. He is almost exhausted. He hasn't had a good rest these days and has never seen the sun. He has asked him to carry a person wrapped in a thick bedding. He is not sure if he will.

I fell down on the way, even if I couldn't, I probably would have walked like a turtle crawling.

If Tang Xue was peeled out of the bedding with such weight, it would not be a big problem to carry her on her back.

But her current condition is already very poor. If she is asked to leave the bed, she will probably be the way to live and die in Naiheqiao.

What to do?

Jingyuan thought he needed food and calories. After replenishing these, he could carry Tang Xue and the bedding back together.

The zombie groups nearby were cleaned up long before his mental breakdown. He would occasionally take Xiaobai here for a walk, so there would be no danger nearby.

He thought that he could put Tang Xue alone in the car for a while, wait for him to go back to the house to eat something, roast it for a fire, and then come back to carry her.

No, there is no need to use a back. He has a small cart for transporting goods. He can use it as a sled after tying a wooden board in one minute.

He used all his strength to push the cart, and the three-wheeled wheels were swaying a little, but still didn't move at all, as if he could only do this.

Jingyuan came to the seat to check Tang Xue's condition. She was awake. She had fallen asleep before, but the shaking three-wheeled wheel woke her up.

Kyoto untied the knot of the scarf and loosened it so that she could speak.

"How are you doing? How are you feeling?" Jing Yuan asked.

"It's okay." She said that, but her face was red, her breathing was not smooth, and she coughed again.

Kyung-won didn't dare to let her leave the quilt. He took out the thermos, loosened her, and helped her, poured a little water left with remaining warmth, moistening her chapped lips and hoarse throat.

"The tricycle is stuck, I can't get it out, but the good news is that it's very close to my home," said Kyung-won.

"Yeah, I understand." Tang Xue seemed very weak.

"You are waiting for me here. I have a small cart at home that can transport you back." Jingyuan said.

"Yeah, I'll wait for you." Tang Xue nodded.

Kyoto-she placed her flat on the seat: "Don't move around, be careful if it falls down, I will come back within twenty minutes."

"Okay." Tang Xue said.

Jingyuan quickly walked home after receiving the reply. Soon he saw the door of the villa area and walked into the house with a familiarity. Xiaobai didn't see him for a few days and jumped to its feet.

The little guy was shitting in the hall again, and Kyung-won saw the two pieces of brown shit at a glance.

It’s also a fault that he has never been cruel to educate him. He has always been verbally educated and has never used sticks.

Forget it, this puppy is just lame, and it’s pitiful.

He started the generator, turned on the light, plugged in a roaster he picked up to heat his body, and pulled the can and stuffed it into his mouth.

He brought the cart over, put away the wheels, and went to the basement to find suitable wooden boards, nail bolts and tools. He fixed the wooden boards to the bottom of the cart while drying.

He is already very skilled in this simple carpenter, and he easily built a simple sled.

By the way, he set the fire on the stove and cooked a pot of hot water. After these things, it only took him thirteen minutes to walk.

The temperature rose and the food was replenished. He was in much better condition and pulled out the sled.

Xiaobai followed, Jingyuan grabbed its neck, threw it back, and walked alone in the snow.

However, when he arrived at the location of the tricycle, he did not see Tang Xue in the seat.

Tang Xue agreed to him, but she stayed obediently in the bedding without listening to him. The bedding was empty and there was a clear snow mark on the ground. Jing Yuan followed Xuehen and walked into the abandoned fields.

Finally, she saw Tang Xue's thin shadow. She even broke free from the down jacket. She only wore her shorts and short sleeves that originally belonged to her. She lay on the snow, her hands and feet were frozen red, her wounds cracked, and blood was seeping on the bandage.

The air she exhaled turned into white air, and she coughed violently, looking like she was about to die.

Kyung-won came to her with a cart and looked at her condescendingly. She coughed, but her expression seemed to be smiling.

"Why don't you listen to me staying in the car?"

"Mr. Jingyuan. Look, Mr. Jingyuan cough. cough." She laughed happily: "The wintersweet is beautiful, isn't it?"

Jingyuan smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms. She was not smiling at Jingyuan, but smiling at the only blooming wintersweet on the ice and snowy ground. She couldn't breathe and coughed continuously.

Jingyuan had a stern face, folded a piece of wintersweet and threw it on her.

He held the bedding, threw it over Tang Xue like it, threw her onto the cart, and pulled her forward step by step.

Jingyuan pulled her to her villa and let her see the big house clearly. He dragged a small cart around the house. The small stove was on fire. The water in the pot was boiling and bubbling.
To be continued...