That's a portable speaker that uses a dry battery.

Music is one of the few entertainments among the demons on the Fierce Blood Wasteland.

Especially those demons who have sucked stimulant, they like to play crazy rock music to cheer up when fighting, gambling or venting their original desires.

The Golden Teeth Boss pressed the play button, and the metal sound of ghosts and howling came from the speaker.

Bai Xiaolu and Wan Zanghai both had headaches.

The boss of Jinya curled his lips, pulled out the player inserted into the speaker, crushed it, threw it out of the window, and got caught in the wind and sand.

I carefully took out my player from my heart and inserted it. The melodious old songs suddenly echoed in the stuffy carriage, bringing a little coolness.

“In the heavenly West Virginia

There are Blue Ridge Mountains, Shanandoa River

There are many creatures, older than trees

Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze

The country road, take me home, it is my destination

West Virginia, Big Mountain Mom

Take me home on the country road!”

Of course it is this song, Gold Tooth Boss' favorite, the Citi Gang's battle song.

The boss of Jinya squinted his eyes and smiled, shook his head, and sang along.

To be honest, on the battlefield where blood is rippling, in the vast area where wind and sand are howling, his rough voice is not too unpleasant, and he can sing this country music with another flavor.

But in the small and stuffy carriage, when the boy and the boy were nervous, his singing was not much different from the heavy metal howling.

"Rural Road--"

The Golden Teeth Boss roared, and his fat butt crushed the seat and squeaked it, from time to time, he slapped the shoulders of Bai Xiaolu or Wan Zanghai - it depends on who was driving, "Take me home!"

The boy and the boy looked at each other, and saw the smell of "dare to be angry but not speak" in each other's eyebrows.

No, he didn't even dare to be angry, so he could only shrink his neck, smile, and even sing with the boss of Jinya.

"Sing, why don't you sing with me? This is the best music in the world!"

Gold-Tooth Boss was tickled with joy, "West Virginia, Mom of the Mountain, take me home on the road to the countryside!"

"West Virginia...Mom Mountains...Rural Road...Take me home..."

The boy and the boy barely responded.

They listened to it over and over again, and then sang it with the "power of the Golden Teeth Boss" side after another. When their ears were almost bleeding and their throats were almost bleeding, Golden Teeth Boss finally let them go and changed a song.

The melody of this song is more melodious and soft. The slightly hoarse female voice is like the sunshine that is reluctant to leave at dusk. It is completely different from the country song just now, and it attracted Bai Xiaolu in an instant.

The boy was restless and wanted to ask the name of the song Gold Teeth Boss.

But he realized that underground cities must have better preservation of pre-war culture than on the ground. With his identity as an "underground tribe", he might know such a moving melody. There is no need to ask, as asking is a flaw.

The boss of Jinya seemed to have seen through his thoughts and took the initiative to say, "This song is called "Yesterday Once More" - "Yesterday Reappearing", which is also very nice. Have you heard it in the underground city?"

“I’ve heard it.”

Sure enough, Wanzang Haidao, "These classic English songs, even in our "Alliance" school, were taught, but they were all old songs from decades ago, and there were no one now..."

He stopped talking in time.

Bai Xiaolu didn't know what to say, but just curled up between the guns and ammunition in the back seat, quietly feeling the ancient and warm music decades ago, flowing slowly.

“When I was young, I liked listening to the radio

Wait for my favorite song

I feel so happy while listening to it

How happy the old days

It has disappeared in a flash, I don't know where the loss is

Now they reappear

My beloved old songs reunite like a lost old friend

Every melody and every note is still shining

Each charming syllable rings again

How wonderful it feels, singing about that past

He crushed her heart and tears burst out from his eyes.

Just like before, it reappeared yesterday…”

Bai Xiaolu sang in a low voice, and at first he was a little stuttering and could only hum, but when she sang "Yesterday Once More", she could already keep up with the rhythm and feel the warmth, regrets and hope contained in the song.

"Before the nuclear war, it was a plantation, with the best vineyards and various fruit gardens, as well as dozens of large areas of wineries, producing this continent, no, the best wine on this planet."

The boss of Jinya held his arms on the car window, his feet were comfortable and comfortable, and he narrowed his red eyes. He looked at the wind, sand, Gobi and the wreckage outside the window, and said to the two little ghosts, "At that time, whenever the fruits ripened, this place would become a colorful land, like an oil painting, emitting various charming fragrances. When outsiders arrived here, they would be drunk without drinking.

"Apples, pears, sugar cane, corn, tomatoes, potatoes - everything you can think of and can't imagine can be used to make wine. Of course, the most and the best is wine. Do you know how to make wine at that time?"

The overlord of the wasteland turned his big head around and looked at Bai Xiaolu.

Bai Xiaolu shook her head and said honestly: "I don't know."

It has been a long time since grapes grew on the wasteland. In other words, when the white deer came to this world, they had never seen real grapes. Occasionally, they found a few wild ones next to the sea buckthorn bush, all of which were bitter and astringent, like small thorn balls that could not be eaten.

"We...people harvested the red, purple, fragrant and sweet grapes, poured them into a large grape pool, and then the most beautiful girls in the local area will take off their shoes and socks, jump in, and stomp them hard with their feet, step them all into juice. This is the best grape juice."

The boss of Gold Tooth said happily, "Believe me, the wines that are squeezed and brewed are the best things in the world. Those girls also have the most beautiful feet in the world. They are the best girls you can find in this world. They are worth your efforts to give everything, really, give everything... Get her and protect her.

"Look, that's the remains of the most famous winery at that time. Have you seen that big wooden barrel?"

Bai Xiaolu and Wan Zanghai looked out the window together.

Only see red sand in the sky, melting tanks, twisted infantry fighting vehicles, fragmented power armor, and piles of struggling bones.

However, under the reflection of the bloody setting sun, a blurred outline seemed to appear in the depths of the wind and sand, and there was also a large wooden barrel seven or eight meters high - of course it could not be really a "bucket". It was probably something like a barn, which was packaged into a wooden barrel and became the signature of the winery.

"At that time, the girls were in front of the winery, stomping on the grape juice hand in hand, laughing while stepping on it, and sometimes singing. I remember a girl could sing a lot of songs, including old songs that were out of date at that time, and only the parents of our generation could sing, such as "Take Me Home, Country Road" or "Yesterday Once More". She could and liked to sing, and all the young men were crazy about her."

The Gold Tooth Boss sighed softly, his head sank deep into the headrest and murmured, "It's all over, those good days from the past have disappeared, those wine, music and girls."

The red light in Yi's eyes continued to expand and shrink, and it seemed a little flickering. A slight "squeak" sound came from deep in the head of the Golden Tooth boss, like an ancient tape, constantly turning around.

Bai Xiaolu looked at the dust outside the car window, the dilapidated winery and the big wooden barrels full of holes.

He had never seen the grapes or other fruits mentioned by the Gold Teeth Boss, nor did he see those good girls with snow-white teeth, golden hair and honey-like skin.

But he could imagine.

He thought of his sister.

How great it would be if there was no war.

If there was no war, no radiation, acid rain, mutant beasts and bandits, if this was still a vast and abundant farm, maybe my sister would become the most beautiful girl in the world, jumping on the sweet pile of grapes, laughing and singing freely - how much she loves singing, just like a lark in a fairy tale.

Instead of like now, you have a fever every few days and can't even walk when you are weak, and your singing turns into a depressing moan.

"If yesterday could really be reproduced-"

Bai Xiaolu closed her eyes, and beautiful illusions appeared on her swollen eyelids. The boy held back his tears and murmured, "How great that would be."

"What did you say?"

Gold-Take Old Avenue, "Little Devil, what are you saying 'how good'?"

"I said, it would be great if time could go back and yesterday could be reproduced."

Somehow, an uncontrollable feeling rose in Bai Xiaolu's heart. She didn't care whether she would reveal her identity. She gritted her teeth and said, "In that case, maybe we can stop the outbreak of the thermonuclear war and make the world a better place!"

As soon as this said, the Golden Teeth Boss laughed first.

"Naughty little guy, do you think it's a 'nuclear weapon' that makes the world like this. As long as you go back to the past and stop a full-scale thermonuclear war, everything will be fine?"

Bai Xiaolu was slightly stunned.

"Isn't it?"

"no."

The boss of the Golden Tooth said lightly, "Nuclear weapons are made by humans after all, and are controlled by people. So what really destroys everything is not nuclear weapons, but humans themselves. Humans have ten thousand ways to destroy themselves. Even if you can go back to the past and correct one of the mistakes, how can you correct the remaining 9,999?"

"this--"

Bai Xiaolu had nothing to say, but the impulse in her heart was getting stronger and stronger. She said stubbornly, "Since you can go back to the past and correct a mistake, you can naturally repeat it ten thousand times, correct all ten thousand mistakes, and turn this wasteland back to the originally rich and colorful farm!"

"ha!"

Gold-teeth smiled and stopped talking.

"Chew!"

Wan Zanghai also smiled, shrank his head and drove intently.
To be continued...