At noon, Su Mo and his companions ate some casually and went to see Feng Qi next door. After all, it was because they were injured and they always had to go to comfort them.

She brought them a lot of tea, which was a little gift.

Feng Qi looked alive and had a rosy complexion, especially when he saw the tea, he almost flipped off the bed.

Su Mo also knew that he would not be in serious trouble, so he said a few words to Feng Yao.

"The Chinese New Year will be in a few days. Then let's have a meal together."

Feng Yao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stretched out his hand at her, "All the way, I owe you a thank you, you gave me a new choice."

"I didn't make you regret choosing me, either." Su Mo stretched out his hand and held each other solemnly.

Lu Chen looked at the intersecting hands and looked cold: "It's almost done, let's go."

After returning to the house, Su Mo began to prepare for a good New Year.

Rong Bai has been here once this week, bringing good news and bad news. The good news is that the flu was successfully suppressed, and the refugee camp has returned to normal. The bad news is that the psychics who settled in the camp have recently launched a mission and have suffered very bad harvests. The supplies brought back are pitifully small. Some people are already saying that they want to throw away ordinary people who can't do anything except eat, and some people want to go to the next city Y to take a look.

If this continues, the first person to starve to death will be the psychic person who has been working hard but cannot eat enough.

The recent situation in P City is so bad that it is particularly serious.

Lu Chen also thought of many ways and carefully searched in the detailed map of the city, but unfortunately, this city does not have the conditions for long-term development.

Unless they can get a lot of planting soil for planting and breeding, they can only move to other places.

The atmosphere before the New Year was unprecedentedly depressed, and the conflict between ordinary people and superpowers was gradually intensifying. If Rongbai had not been trying his best to control it, the huge refugee camp would have been difficult.

"What's the situation in City Y?" Lu Chen sat at the table, Su Mo in the kitchen was busy.

Their small house was filled with people.

Jin Han, Rong, Bai, Feng Yao's people were all here, and Jianxiong had to move two sofas away, so that these people could barely stand in the living room and wait for the New Year's Eve dinner. Even the tables were moved by him to Rongbai's place and put together.

Everyone sat around the table and discussed.

"The situation in City Y is not much better than ours. They are next to us and the supplies have been almost consumed." Rong Bai lay on the table, looking listless. It seemed that he had not had a good sleep for a long time.

Jin Han drank the beer on the table, exhaled comfortably, and then said with his golden front teeth: "The supplies assigned to ordinary people have been reduced by half recently, and many people have already had physical problems."

"If this continues, the flu is over and the famine is coming." Jianxiong, who has no idea what is always off-line, understands this principle, so how could they not understand?

But the current living environment is at a loss for smart people.

Li Qian's index finger opened the iron buckle of the can, put it in front of Zhao Changsheng, opened another can, and said in a warm voice: "You forgot the point, hasn't Gucheng fallen? Those fleeing people will definitely come over."

Zhao Changsheng's eyes flashed, and he finally took a sip with the beer can.

Rong Bai was almost dead and was spread on the table. "Of course I know, but we are still far away from there. I'm not that fast."

Jiang Yulian hugged Jiang Zhuoyang, and was also affected by everyone's emotions, "When will this day end?"

Su Mo brought a few dishes that had just been baked on the table. He looked at the table with frowns. While his heart was heavy, he still smiled, "Didn't you agree to celebrate the New Year today? You can show off your bad faces here and smile, and there will always be solutions to things."

What she said was right. If you can't figure it out, you won't change anything even if you want to break your head.

Everyone put aside this heavy topic and began to talk about whether there were any or not.

Seeing her working alone, Lu Chen pulled out the chair and walked into the kitchen, "What do I need to do?"

Su Mo was cooking shredded potatoes on the high fire. When he heard the sound behind him, he smiled and said, "No, Aunt Jiang has helped me prepare all the dishes and cook them very quickly. You can go out."

Lu Chen did not go out, but stood beside her. His slightly cool fingertips wiped off the fine sweat from her forehead because of the cooking. He hugged her waist with one hand from behind and knocked his head on her shoulder.

Su Mo felt quite comfortable when there was a chill behind her. She said, "If it was summer, I would definitely hang it on you and don't want to get down."

The chest tightly attached to the back vibrated, and laughter overflowed from the man's lips, "Welcome anytime."

Su Mo smiled and listened to the noise outside, and whispered: "Are we confident of relocating so many people? If we relocate, where should we go?"

They are like a drifting duckweed in this doomsday, floating constantly, and never ending.

I originally thought that City P would be their home, but the heavy burden brought by reality may allow them to set sail again.

Lu Chen stopped laughing, rubbed her waist with his big palm, and said quietly: "Don't worry, there will always be a solution."

"Um".

Su Mo turned off the fire, put the plated potato shreds into his hand, and put the foot on his lips and kissed him, "Take it out, I'll be fine soon."

"good".

The dishes on the table include fish, meat and vegetables.

Su Mo made sixteen dishes, fish and made several pieces of various flavors. Of course, the only one that is still braised. She didn't make the crucian carp soup for replenishing the body.

She also cooked hot pot in the big iron pot in the middle. Although it was not in good condition, the spicy soup was floating with many vegetables and hand-cooked meatballs, which looked very pleasing.

Su Mo poured his cup full of wine, held it high, and everyone stood up. She smiled and said, "I hope that in the new year, we can be together and prosperous, and we can overcome all the sufferings and difficulties."

"cheers!"

"cheers!"

Everyone touched the cups and drank them all in one go.

Everyone's face was filled with a smile at this moment, and the haze in the doomsday was temporarily forgotten by them, just thinking that they were an ordinary person who was celebrating the New Year and having a reunion dinner.

This time, Lu Chen did not deliberately detain everyone's wine, and kept tiring out generously.

They talked about the past before the end of the world, and talked about which movie was extremely ugly, and punched the fists, and the atmosphere reached its peak.

The soldiers of Rongbai and Hu Yan lived upstairs and downstairs. When they heard their movements, they were a little envious.

At the same time, many people were in the refugee camp, looking at the starry sky at the beginning and whispering Happy New Year.
Chapter completed!