Su Mo took his hand and looked at the table of dishes. His round eyes were curled by the smile, and his smile was a little cold, "You have to tell others if you have the life to tell them."

...

"It's almost time." Li Ming looked at the night sky outside, chewing the chewing gum in his mouth, his eyes ferociously.

His small study was crowded with people surrounding a radio, and the strong men looked fierce on their faces.

One of them said with confidence: "For the supplies for that year, we must also do our best. We are not afraid of only five people."

Li Yun sat at the table with soft facial lines. He connected to the radio again, "Tomorrow the sun will rise, and the signal tower will respond."

After a burst of electric current, a response from the opposite side came from, "Three helicopters have been sent out to survive."

The signal was cut off, and after Li Yun nodded to the big men, Li Ming took his people out.

Li Yun sat quietly for a while, and walked to the open space in front of his house with his legs trembling. He refused Aunt Mei, who woke up and looked guilty, and stood in front of the two small soil buns dug out, with two wooden monuments inserted on it.

Li Yun squatted down, brushed his fingers across the inscription that had just been engraved, and his fatal gentle voice came out of his lips, "Does it hurt very much in the morning?"

He picked up the loess in his hands and sprinkled it on the soil bag, murmured softly, with apologies, "If possible, I will definitely kill those people, but you understand me, Dawn is still alive, I can't die yet, I will lead them to survive."

After saying that, Li Yun put his face on the tombstone, and his face was filled with sadness.

If Aunt Mei, who was standing on the side, was more careful, she would find that the gentle and decisive governor had tears in her eyes.

...

The table of dishes was steaming slowly. Su Mo didn't wait long before knocking outside. Through the window, you could see a lot of people.

Several people looked at each other. Zhao Changsheng, who had been hugging the child for the nearest afternoon, stood up from the sofa with the child in his arms, walked over to look at the door.

The five adults were all focused on the door.

Li Yun was not present, only Li Ming wearing a black vest and a red scarf, and a dozen tall and strong men.

With so many people, their small houses were still unable to be squeezed into them for a while.

Seeing them coming, Su Mo stood beside Lu Chen and smiled and said, "You came very early, are you having dinner together?"

The strong men behind Liming had already smelled the tempting fragrance in the air before they entered the room, and the few people unconsciously covered their saliva.

When Dawn walked in, his hands were placed in his pockets, and there was a bit of anger between his eyebrows and eyes. He said politely: "If you don't eat this food, we'll get the oil."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Lu Chen.

The man didn't react much, so he pulled Su Mo to sit down at the dining table, took the dishes and chopsticks on his own, and "eat first".

The atmosphere solidified for a moment, and Jiang Yulian came out to smooth things over, "Yes, yes, let's have a meal first."

Zhao Changsheng walked to the edge of the sofa, kicked Li Qian in the calf, and "eat".

He stood up with his eyes warmed, and the two sat down at the table. Zhao Changsheng returned the child to Jiang Yulian.

The child stayed in her arms all afternoon, not making trouble or making noise, and she didn't complain so much.

After the table was all sitting down, Su Mo ignored the strange expression from behind, and served the meal on his own and sat down to eat.

Liming and the dozen brothers he brought were completely ignored by them.

The dishes on the table were tempting. When Li Ming saw Su Mo and the others swallowed them, he thought about whether something could happen in his home. He greeted several brothers to sit down. Seeing the vegetables and meat full of colorful, fragrant and delicious food, he was a little weird, "How did you preserve these vegetables?"

Su Mo picked up a chopstick and ate the cabbage slowly, making a random talk, "Lu Chen's space, we went to a vegetable farm before the heavy snow came, but most of them were rotten."

Li Ming nodded and confirmed again that they really started to move their chopsticks after eating, and only ate what they had eaten. "I thought Mr. Lu's space power had the ability to keep fresh."

He squirted his mouth and found that the taste was surprisingly delicious.

The man slowly picked up a chopstick of fried pork to Su Mo and said in a low voice: "You're thinking too much."

After talking about this, Su Mo is sure that not everyone's space and time are forbidden, but Lu Chen has always done a good job in keeping confidentiality.

Two or three strong men were sitting down, and the rest had to stand in the corner and watch.

Su Mo pretended to think for a while, then took out some bowls from the cupboard, picked up the plate of pearl lotus balls that were not very good-looking. She picked up one in one bowl, and there were only seven or eight balls in total. She put one in her own bowl, and the rest was delivered to the hands of the strong men.

"You can try it too, but it looks bad."

The few people standing there looked at each other, then looked at Leon Lai.

Li Ming was a little suspicious, and when he saw Su Mo ate himself, he nodded to the people behind him.

In fact, Su Mo did not swallow the meatballs. When she saw the strong men ate all the meatballs, the small piece of meat still in her mouth was spit back into the bowl without any hesitation.

Seeing her little movement, Lu Chen's eyes tightened first, and then loosened.

“Huh?”

The strong man who ate the meatballs really heard the prompt sound that exploded in his ears.

Several people slid their ears in disbelief.

"Li..."

"How does it taste?" Jiang Yulian suddenly spoke, she held the child and coaxed her, and said softly: "I made this meatball for my husband before, and he liked it very much."

Su Mo looked at Jiang Yulian, how about Aunt Jiang...

Is this because she is afraid that she is in danger and deliberately confuses her?

A strong man raised the bowl in his hand and took another bite. There was no prompt sound in his ear. He was a little confused, but he was afraid of making a mistake and said, "The taste is OK."

Jiang Yulian covered her mouth and smiled, "Then eat more."

The few people standing in the living room holding the bowl, their expressions were different, and they all thought they had heard it wrong.

The fleeting reminder sound, if you say it, it seems a bit ridiculous.

Seeing this, Su Mo thought for a few seconds, got up and made a few bowls, and shouted to some people standing outside the door: "Come and eat them all, there are no meatballs, but there are a lot of fried pork."

Now, more than a dozen psychics who followed him all ate the meat.

However, the vegetables made by Su Mo only have a pearl lotus root meatball made in a system pot, and the rest of the people who ate fried pork had no reaction at all.

So much so that someone around him asked him if he had heard strange sounds, and the other party shook his head very simply.

This small crisis has been resolved without any danger.

After dinner, Su Mo and Jiang Yulian began to collect the bowls and the bowls used by the strong men were brought in this room. After they separated, Jiang Yulian stored water and Su Mo washed them.
Chapter completed!