Daily Life After Adoption

The two didn't speak on the way back, but Malone was always a mute, and Charlotte was unusually quiet. The two drove silently back home, and Charlotte carried everything upstairs. Malone followed behind her.

Returning to the house again, the situation was very different from the day before. The day before, Malone was just a visitor, and Charlotte had made up her mind to quickly send him away. But now, dragging Malone's bags and boxes, she had adopted the child.

"I know it's a little messy, I'll clean it up when I have time, there's too much stuff," Charlotte explained to herself although no one asked. She put everything away one by one and then took a shower and changed her clothes. The smell of the zombie blood was too foul, she couldn't stand it herself.

After cleaning up, she took Malone out: "Let's celebrate your first day here at my house. Let's go to a restaurant." After all, he was still a growing child, he couldn't be kept in the house eating tins every day. Today was his first day in her house, so she might as well treat him and go out to eat,it can be a good start. Charlotte took Malone to a small fly-infested restaurant where they ate noodles. Noodles require large areas to grow wheat, so the price of noodles will not be cheap. In Moon, eating a bowl of hot noodle soup is enjoy, looking at Malone like this, he doesn't seem to eat noodles often.

Two bowls of noodles were served, and Charlotte found that Malone naturally used chopsticks and was very proficient at it. A sudden thought came to her mind: in this world, eating tins and protein bars doesn't require chopsticks. If he could use chopsticks, it must have been taught by his parents, and the condition of his family must be pretty good. Food that uses chopsticks is really expensive now.

Charlotte became more curious about Malone's past.

"I say Malone, I feel strange about this. Who threw you there? Your parents? If not your parents, who would be so cruel?!"

Charlotte didn't expect Malone to suddenly speak up and answer her question. She spoke to herself: "If someone else threw him there, then it's even stranger. If they were willing to abandon him so cruelly, why didn't they sell him? I think you look very valuable, such a handsome young man, many people in Moon City would want you."

She saw Malone's movement stop eating noodles, realizing that her words may not be appropriate, especially in front of a 11-year-old child: "No no no, I was just praising you, saying you are good-looking, nothing else. Don't overthink it." She saw Malone continue to eat again before releasing a sigh of relief in her heart.

There is more violence and dirt in Moon City than people think. No matter where, Malone, such a helpless child with such a appearance, is extremely dangerous. Sometimes humans can be more terrible than zombies. Charlotte wanted to change the subject quickly and said: "Your parents aren't here anymore are they?"

Malone was taken aback and nodded.

Charlotte was taken aback too: "Um...they really aren't here anymore..." She felt this question might not have been very appropriate again and coughed lightly: "I didn't mean to ask... don't worry about it. Anyway, I promised to feed you, I won't let you go hungry."

"But... we won't eat hot noodle soup every meal anymore..."

She glanced at Malone and noticed that she didn't seem to like it very much. She put down her chopsticks and dabbed her mouth with a tissue.

"What a waste!" Charlotte put down her chopsticks and was about to scoop up some food from Malone's bowl, determined not to waste a single bit of food.

But she seemed to have sensed something in the eyes, and looked up at Malone's face, only to find a trace of disgust on her ever-frozen face.

"… Little mentally disabled!"

Charlotte felt a little hurt, and she cursed the little idiot a thousand times in her heart, but she finally managed to scrape his bowl and eat it with relish.

It's her money anyway, so why not have a few bites?

After eating the noodles, the two returned home. It was late, and it was time to turn on the lights and go to bed.

At this time, Charlotte was once again worried.

Last night, she let the mute sleep on the bed, thinking that he would not be able to sleep for many days. But now that he is going to stay for a long time, should she really sleep on the ground every day?

She walked around the house, not knowing what to do. She couldn't let a child sleep on the floor every day.

Malone's eyes followed her body around, from left to right, without knowing what she was struggling with.

Finally, Charlotte made up her mind. She pointed to the bed and said, "Little mute, you can sleep on top from now on. When you grow up, you can sleep on the bottom, okay?"

Although it was a question, her tone was unmistakable. She looked around her room and realized that there were too many miscellaneous items inside, some of which were smuggled goods that she had obtained as a courier, and many of which were stolen goods that she had not had time to dispose of.

She looked at the pile of unsold underwear and stockings in the corner. These were all from the city of Yongkai. Her friend Jean Smith from Yongkai had told her that the zombies were getting fewer and fewer, and the economic situation would only get better. She also told her that before the Dark Ages more than a hundred years ago, a luxury item like a dress could buy a thousand cans of canned food. She said that clothes and bags were luxury goods, and that the more peaceful the future was, the more luxury goods clothes would become.

In the future, one piece of clothing can be exchanged for 1,000 cans of canned food. Charlotte, in a heat of passion, bought a large box from Jean. She didn't expect that the second-hand traders in Moon Li wouldn't accept these items, and if they did, they would only accept them at a low price. She had neither the time nor the possibility to sell them to each household, so she had to leave them at home and take up space.

Jean is really bad. She cheated her so badly.