She led him to the table where the rice was served, and ordered another bowl of dumpling soup in her personal name.

She was led by the boy to a small corner on the first floor, which was a small area blocked with some fishing nets.

Su Mo handed the bowl to the boy. He cherished the soup and crawled into the fishing net, and a rustling sound came from inside.

"grandmother"

"Yang'er, where did you get the food? You went to steal it!" The old female voice inside seemed a little panicked.

The boy kept explaining, and Su Mo said in time: "I gave it to him."

She squatted in front of the curtain, and the inside was very small, so she didn't go in.

The woman turned her head and saw Su Mo. She knew that there were another group of adults coming from City B. She hurriedly handed the bowl back: "Girl, my grandson is ignorant, don't...

Before he could say the word "mind" Su Mo pushed the bowl back: "I said it to you."

The woman in front of her had a sunken cheek and only had a torn quilt covered with her body, and her face was really ugly.

The boy cried and advised, "Grandma, you can eat some."

"Then...thank you." The woman sat up tremblingly, but gave the bowl to her grandson: "Grandma is not hungry, our Yang'er must be hungry, you can eat it."

"Sister has eaten it for me, you can eat it, grandma." As if she was afraid that she would not believe it, the boy lifted up his clothes and saw that he was so thin that he looked abnormally bulging under the skin of his ribs.

Now the woman said that she started to eat dumpling soup with a small stutter.

Su Mo is actually quite ashamed of the fact that the child is so hungry, but she doesn't have the ability to change anything.

She took a few steps back and stood up, and the boy followed him out. He walked to Su Mo with red eyes: "Sister, can I ask you for help?"

Su Mo rubbed his head: "If I have the ability, I will help you."

"Can you, try to... protect your grandfather." The boy held the corner of his clothes tightly, and the sweat on his palms almost wet the cloth. This was what he had observed her for a long time before he mustered up the courage to say.

As if he was afraid that Su Mo would disagree, his voice became crying: "I only have grandpa and grandma."

Su Mo sighed, squatted down and pinched his face: "I don't know what will happen, but I'll try my best."

"Enough enough" the boy was grateful and wanted to kneel down for her. After living in the doomsday for a long time, he had already understood a set of survival rules that belonged to the weak, so that he could always obey orders and be grateful.

Su Mo half-held him, feeling a little uncomfortable. She led the boy out of the building and sat in the open space beside the iron net. Opposite was a sea level that blended with the night, with stars dotted in the sky.

She raised her head and whispered: "After the end of the world, this sky is getting more and more beautiful."

The boy sat beside her, looking up at the starry sky in the sky, unconsciously he burst into tears: "Sister, uncle who went to the South Island has never come back."

Su Mo looked back at him and smiled slightly: "Maybe we are the exception?"

She gently wiped away his tears: "Even if you don't have grandparents, try it and try it and live hard."

The boy turned to look at her and sniffed: "I try my best."

Su Mo laughed, didn't he learn from her words? She rubbed his head.

Su Mo felt the cool sea breeze, and the little man next to him was shivering with thin clothes. She took a sleeping bag from the system bag and threw it to him: "Go back, I'll give you a gift for a meeting."

The boy glanced at the sleeping bag in his hand, then kissed her in the face and said seriously: "Sister, my name is Yang Yichu. If I survive in the future, I will definitely come to find you."

After he finished speaking, he ran away. Su Mo was stunned. The warm kiss of the child on her face made her smile.

Lu Chen stood in front of the window of the conference room and stared at the size of the small one downstairs until he saw the little kid kissing his woman's face that he strode out with a gloomy face.

When Yang Yichu passed by Lu Chen with his sleeping bag in his arms, he was startled by the man's gloomy eyes. He carefully avoided him and got into the space built by the fishing net with fear.

Su Mo was intrigued by the starry sky, and was held up by someone from behind and held up his calf.

Feeling the familiar aura, she just panicked and then didn't respond.

Lu Chen sat cross-legged and wrapped her in his arms. His voice was sour: "What did you do just now?"

Su Mo rubbed his chest on the back of his head, and she was sure that he had definitely seen the child kiss her: "Do you think the night is particularly good tonight?"

Lu Chen wiped her face disgustedly, then looked up at the starry sky that exposed the Milky Way: "Tomorrow will be a good weather."

The night sky covered with stars reflected in the eyes of the two.

Su Mo pulled one of his hands and held his hands up, with his fingers intertwined, and two red bean bracelets slammed together: "We are going to come back alive."

"How to do it" the man held her hand tightly.

Su Mo leaned quietly in his arms. It would be great if this short moment could be the only one life.

Late at night, the two of them returned to the arranged room. They had a room for the leaders. Although it was just a pieced together by two wire beds, it was also very good.

Jianxiong was already yelling next door and making a loud noise.

The two of them cleaned up for a while before they hugged each other.

As soon as the genius was dawn, they were about to get up and set off.

Because of the good weather today, everyone hopes that the ship can sail farther.

After bringing all the equipment, the cars they drove were parked outside the building and merged with the cars outside.

Su Mo probably counted and countless people went to the South Island to die.

Before leaving, Yang Yichu hid behind the building, finally glanced at his grandfather and Su Mo, and ran back with tears in his eyes.

Everyone gathered on the beach, and the equipment was placed on sailboats. The supernatural players did not know the set of navigation, but these soldiers with rich combat experience understood the navigation rules.

Under Yang Jianguo's command, they pulled up the canvas, and the anchor was pulled out of the sea little by little.

This was Su Mo's first long journey. She lay on the railing and looked at the dark water below, feeling complicated.

Yang Jianguo stood at the bow of the boat, looked at the compass in his hand and shouted: "Closing the anchor! Set sail!"

The anchor was put away, the canvas was pulled high and spread its wings. Yang Jianguo held the steering wheel handle, and the ship was carried away by the wind little by little away from the beach, causing waves.

Su Mo floated up and down in the direction of the waves of the sea. She grabbed the railings, and the feeling of falling and falling made her heart rise and fall like a roller coaster.

At first, she felt fine, but as the waves grew bigger and bigger, her stomach began to turn upside down.

Lu Chen walked up to her and helped her: "Is seasick?"
Chapter completed!