Chapter 54 Descendants
Zheng Wenjie brought the Lin father and son, Zhao Lei and others back to the Gong family. He asked them to rest first, and went straight into the backyard and knocked on Gong Ruomei's door.

As soon as the knock was made, the door was opened. Gong Ruomei looked a little tired, and it was obvious that she had not slept all night.

"Why don't you rest? I told you not to worry about me." Zheng Wenjie touched Gong Ruomei's cheek

Gong Ruomei pressed Zheng Wenjie's palm and smiled: "I know nothing will happen to you, I just can't sleep, come in."

Zheng Wenjie picked up the kettle on the brazier and poured a glass of water for Gong Ruomei and said, "Is Lao Jiang ready to go out?"

Gong Ruomei took the water cup and blew a few breaths on it. It was a little hot and she said, "It didn't hit the bone and the bullet has been taken out. It won't affect us."

"I didn't mean that. I just care about Lao Jiang." Zheng Wenjie felt that Gong Ruomei was a little sensitive. Lao Jiang was trustworthy. Even if he was crippled, Zheng Wenjie would not abandon him.

Gong Ruomei approached Zheng Wenjie, raised her head and raised her eyebrows. Her black and white eyes reflected the light of the lamp and suddenly said, "Except for my father, you are the person I trust the most."

Gong Ruomei's beauty is not the superficial beauty of a flower, but the heroic spirit that comes from the inside out. She has sharp bones, a high nose bridge and clear lines. Such a rare beauty looks at me so gently, which makes me feel distressed.

Zheng Wenjie stroked Gong Ruomei's hair lovingly and asked, "Why are you saying this suddenly?"

Gong Ruomei smiled, rubbed Zheng Wenjie's palm and said, "It's nothing, I just feel a little sad when I think about leaving Fengtian and I don't know if I can come back."

"As long as you want, you can come back anytime"

Zheng Wenjie closed his eyes and thought for a while before making up his mind. He looked at Gong Ruomei seriously and said, "I'm sorry, I'm breaking my promise to you. I promised to take you to eat all the delicacies in the world, but you are very important to me, and I'm worried that you will be in danger."

Gong Ruomei put her arms around Zheng Wenjie's waist and whispered, "Don't worry about me. I'll be relieved as long as I can see you now. As long as you don't abandon me like my father did, I will follow you wherever you go."

"No, I want you to be able to protect yourself. Do you know zombies?"

Gong Ruomei certainly understood what Zheng Wenjie meant. Zheng Wenjie had said that he would teach her and make her like him. But when she heard the word zombie, her body still froze. She stood up in surprise, looked at Zheng Wenjie with a suspicious look, and said, "You mean zongzi?"

Zheng Wenjie was a little uncomfortable with Gong Ruomei's performance. He shook his head and said, "Zongzi is a Zongzi. Zongzi is born from the resentment and bad luck of heaven and earth. It is immortal and uses resentment as strength and blood as food. However, it has lost its intelligence as a human and is afraid of sunlight."

"What about you?" Gong Ruomei's expression did not change, she asked with a smile on her face. Although Gong Ruomei was surprised, she had already prepared herself mentally that Zheng Wenjie was not a human.

"I am a zombie. I can't really be called a zombie. I can be called a disabled member of the Pangu tribe. I am immortal and live on blood just like zongzi. But you see me now. As long as I don't transform, I am still a normal person except that I can't eat or drink."

"And we can evolve. As long as we become true Pangu people, we can eat and drink, and we can also possess incredible power that ordinary people can't believe, and we can also live forever."

"Stop talking." Gong Ruomei looked at Zheng Wenjie, put away the smile on her face, and her delicate and smooth face was full of determination: "I am willing to do whatever you want to do. There is no need to explain or say so much."

Zheng Wenjie was speechless. He said so much because he didn't want Gong Ruomei to resist becoming a zombie, or he was afraid that she couldn't accept it. Gong Ruomei habitually rested her head on Zheng Wenjie's chest, her eyes fixed on the hand that was caressing her other chest: "I remember that I have never cried since I was a child. This is the only place where I have cried."

"No matter who you are, a monster or something else, I will never leave you, and I won't let you leave me."

Zheng Wenjie couldn't help but feel touched, and hugged Gong Ruomei: "Are you willing to become like me and stay with me for the rest of my life? Even if you can only survive by sucking blood in the future?"

"Yes, no matter what, I will always follow you."

Zheng Wenjie pulled Gong Ruomei away, his pupils were infected with green, and long fangs stretched out of his mouth.

Gong Ruomei made up her mind and stared at Zheng Wenjie's face without dodging, allowing Zheng Wenjie to rest his head on her neck until she felt a chill and a sharp pain in her neck. As time went by, blood flowed and Gong Ruomei couldn't help but groan in pain and passed out.

Zheng Wenjie carried Gong Ruomei onto the kang and looked at her sleeping face quietly. He couldn't help but think of A Xiu. Where are A Xiu, Kuang Guohua and Fu Sheng now?
He somewhat regretted turning Ah Xiu into a zombie on impulse. Although Zheng Wenjie would probably do the same thing again if he had the chance, he would just comfort her.

It was already daybreak. Zheng Wenjie visited Lao Jiang and found that, just as Gong Ruomei had said, Lao Jiang was in good health and could walk normally, except for his arms which he could not lift.
Zheng Wenjie saw that Lao Jiang looked half dead. Even after he told him that Yang Hongyuan was gone and that he had avenged him, apart from thanking him, nine out of ten questions he asked were about the future of the Gong family.

Zheng Wenjie thought for a while and asked Sanjiangshui to go around the city to see if he could buy a little monkey. Lao Jiang's craft was passed down from a beheader, and every family in his shop would keep a monkey to touch its bones every day. Lao Jiang was a sentimental person who valued gratitude and righteousness. He never married in his life just to repay Mr. Gong's kindness. In Lao Jiang's heart, the monkey was probably no different from his own son.

What happened in Yanghong Garden was also posted, because Lao Jiang was shot yesterday when he caused trouble in Yanghong Garden. A patrol inspector also came to question him, but was sent away by Lin Hu with a few dollars.

Zheng Wenjie sent Zhao Lei to get some information. The shopkeepers were very honest and insisted that it was Ma Jia Turing, which saved him a lot of trouble. However, Zheng Wenjie also knew that it would not take long and he would have to set off tomorrow at the latest.

Two tables were brought in for everyone to eat and drink. Zheng Wenjie took Lin Hu to sit down.
"Brother, Gong Er has caught a cold. I'll postpone the appointment to tomorrow. I'll need you to take the trouble to prepare the train tickets for them."

Lin Hu nodded: "The health of the Gong family girl is important. Don't let anything happen to her at the last minute. That would be a shame to Gong Yutian. Don't worry about the train tickets. But little brother, if you go to Daxing'anling, you should pay attention to your safety."

As he spoke, he took out a shiny black stone sculpture from his pocket and handed it to Zheng Wenjie: "I can walk in the mountains and forests as if it were flat ground, thanks to this treasure. With it, I can avoid all strange things."

Zheng Wenjie took it and looked at it. The stone sculpture was smooth and looked like an old jade object. He returned the stone sculpture to Lin Hu and said, "Brother Lin, I appreciate your kindness, but as I said before, I won't take on this porcelain job if I don't have the diamond drill!"

Lin Hu smashed his pipe and put away the stone sculpture, preparing to pass it on to Lin Bao. He was reluctant to part with this treasure, but he admired what Zheng Wenjie was going to do, and it was not easy for him to take out the heirloom. Now that Zheng Wenjie refused, he would not feel any resentment in his heart.

"Brother Lin, are you really not going to go with them?"

"No, no, I'm old and can't leave here. I'll go back to my hometown and live out my retirement in peace. But my son and apprentice are still young." Lin Hu looked at Zheng Wenjie with some pleading.
"Brother, I call you brother, and they are your juniors"

"Brother, just because of your kindness, no matter what happens in the future, I will make sure they become rich and live a peaceful and stable life!"

(End of this chapter)