"Let's take him first..." Zhang Ling hesitated, but he didn't say the words "Let's adopt him."

Qin Yao said calmly: "Be sensible, we are not going out to play, we can take a child with us."

Zhang Ling is very sober and knows that his request is irrational, but there is a kind of magic in his eyes that makes people want to stop: "Mr. Qin, I beg you, I won't let him hold us back."

Qin Yao: "..."

I’ve seen ghosts obsessed with their minds, but this is the first time I’ve seen corpses obsessed with their minds!

"Dad..." The little zombie seemed to know the current situation and followed Zhang Ling to look at Qin Yao eagerly.

Qin Yao was silent for a moment and stretched out three fingers: "You can take him with you, but you must make a three-part agreement."

"Say." Zhang Ling said.

"First, he can't call me daddy." Qin Yao pointed at the little zombie.

The little zombie paused for a moment, hesitated, and softly shouted: "Dad?"

Qin Yao: "..."

"puff!"

Zhang Ling couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing on the spot, then waved her hands repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Qin Yao twitched the corner of his mouth, stared at the little zombie and said, "It's not okay to call me Dad, it's not okay to call me Dad either. You have to call me Mr. Qin, or you can call me Brother Qin."

Little zombie: "???"

It can't understand it either.

Why did my father suddenly become my brother?

"It's just a title, it's the same no matter what you call it." Zhang Ling whispered to the little zombie.

The little zombie seemed to understand, but fortunately he could recognize the situation clearly and said, "Brother Qin."

Qin Yao nodded with satisfaction and raised his second finger: "Second, we... no, to be precise, it should be me. I will not care about any of your needs, and you have no right to make any demands on me."

"Okay." said the little zombie.

"Third, I have no obligation to save you. If you insist on following us, if you encounter any danger, you can only hope for blessings. Do you understand?" Qin Yao said in a solemn voice.

"I understand." The little zombie actually didn't understand, but that didn't stop him from agreeing first.

Qin Yao: "Just understand... Ah Ling, you are the one who kept him, and I leave it to you to discipline him."

"Don't worry, Mr. Qin, I will take good care of him and prevent him from causing trouble for us!" Zhang Ling said quickly.

Qin Yao nodded slightly and looked up at the night sky: "Let's go, let's continue looking for a place to live..."

Zhang Ling took the initiative to hold the little zombie's hand, followed him step by step, and asked softly: "Little zombie, do you have a name?"

The little zombie shook his head.

"Then Mom, can I give you a name?"

"Okay, okay." The little zombie jumped happily.

Zhang Ling raised his head and glanced at the "child's father" in front of him, and said with a smile: "You have a round face, how about you call me Gungun? Qin Gungun..."

Qin Yao paused, turned his eyes and said, "I don't think it's possible!"

"Why not?" Zhang Ling was surprised.

"How can his surname be Qin?" Qin Yao said seriously.

Zhang Ling laughed dumbly: "That's what you said, why can't his surname be Qin?"

Qin Yao shook his head: "Stop making trouble, this name is not good, it can easily cause misunderstanding."

Zhang Ling was silent for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then let's call it Si Qin, thinking Si Qin, hardworking Qin. This name reminds him to think often and work hard."

Qin Yao: "..."

He felt that the name was not innocent, but the other party made it very clear from the beginning that Qin was the hard-working Qin, not Qin Yao's Qin.

He had no reason to dispute this.

"Siqin, starting from today, you have a name, are you happy?" Seeing that he was speechless, Zhang Ling slowly narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Happy, thank you Mom." Si Qin said obediently.

"My son is so good." Zhang Ling praised.

Qin Yao: "..."

What the hell~

Does your relationship not need a process to progress?!

After a long time.

The two people who were trekking all the way froze and finally saw a glimmer of light in the darkness. Under Qin Yao's guidance, they quickly quickened their pace and came to Zhuangzi with two red lanterns hanging in front of the door.

"It's a free village!" Zhang Ling looked up at the dusty plaque and whispered.

Qin Yao had lived in Yizhuang for several years and did not shy away from this: "I'm knocking on the door and asking if I can stay here tonight."

"Dong dong dong."

"Dong dong dong."

Inside Yizhuang, in a room with lights on...

The silver-haired old man who was sleeping in his clothes suddenly sat up, picked up a coat on the wooden stand beside the bed, put it on, pulled on his cloth shoes, strode out of the room, and went straight to the front door of the village.

"who?"

"Hello, father-in-law, we are pedestrians passing by here. Seeing that it is getting late, we would like to stay in Yizhuang for one night. Is it inconvenient?" Qin Yao said.

Listening to his breathy voice and sensing the breath of living people outside the door, the old man hesitated for a while before finally pulling off the bolt and opening the wooden door. When he looked up, he saw a little zombie.

"Why did you bring a zombie with you?" the old man asked in surprise.

"We met this little zombie on the way, and it insisted on following us. We had no choice but to let it go." Qin Yao explained.

The old man was obviously not afraid of zombies. He thought for a moment and turned sideways: "Come in, I will arrange a place for you to stay."

Shortly after.

The old man took them into a side room and said: "There is only one clean room in Yi Zhuang, so you can make do with it. The latrine is in the southeast corner. Remember not to go to the main hall when you get up at night."

"Thank you, father-in-law." Qin Yao cupped his hand, then took out a piece of ocean from his pocket and handed it to the old man: "Let this be considered as our accommodation fee tonight."

"I can't do it, I can't do it." The old man refused again and again: "How can I accept money if it is convenient for others?"

Qin Yao shook his head and forced Dayang into the old man's hand: "It is a sin to disturb people's dreams. If we live in your place for nothing again, we will be even more sorry. Please keep the money, it buys us peace of mind."

Seeing that he couldn't resist, the old man held the silver dollar, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "I am the third uncle in the family, and people outside call me third uncle. I wonder what you call me?"

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