Love Makes People Grow Flesh and Blood

The story of peasant woman Hongmei's guardianship in the zombie apocalypse. When her 16-year-old son Lele was infected with a virus and his pupils turned yellow, and the whole village regarded him as a monster, Hongmei used bacon to block his mouth that wanted to bite people, and used mugwort to smoke away the lifeless energy from his body: "My son is picky about food, so let him follow his father." She led her son, who was tied with a hemp rope, to work in the fields, and unexpectedly discovered that he could scare away zombies. From then on, mother and son became the village's alternative patron saints - two pounds of bacon for a night of peace. When the survivors roared, "Hand over the zombies," Hongmei held up a rusty kitchen knife in front of her son. The moment the needle fell, the zombie son squeezed out a vague voice from his throat: "Mom... Mom..." Thousands of miles in search of medical treatment, dark red bloodstains winding around. An old Chinese medicine doctor discovered that Lele's blood contained antibodies that could heal the world. The price was to draw blood every week and never stop. Hongmei makes a trembling decision between her son's sleeping profile and human life and death. The moonlight illuminated her gray temples: "Be my son first, and then your savior." Zombies will bite and mothers will grow old, but some loves are more stubborn than viruses - all maternal love has its own divinity, but some gods require 20 ml of blood to be drawn every week. It will hurt, but you are not afraid.