"If it's not enough, just cook another pot. It's not like we're out of rice. We have enough cured meat too. Do you think we'll let you go hungry?" Lin Yu retorted irritably.

Lin Zhuang: "..." Did he mean that? He just couldn't understand what kind of crazy move Brother Yu was making. He was so fierce to people yesterday, but after sleeping, his attitude changed completely. He was too hard to figure out.

Xia He looked at the dozen or so large bowls of cured meat porridge, but hesitated to touch them. If she didn't move, the others didn't dare to either.

Ye Moxun chuckled and ignored Xia He and the others, starting to eat his breakfast.

Seeing Xia He's concerns, Song Tantan chuckled and said, "Why are you afraid we'll poison the porridge? If we really wanted to, you wouldn't be alive now. Eat with peace of mind, we didn't put anything in it."

If they don't want to eat, then forget it. She wasn't in the mood to keep explaining. They weren't even that close anyway; it was just a bet. If they didn't trust her, so be it. In that case, let them go hungry. It would save them a dozen or so bowls of food so the other guys could eat their fill.

"Miss Xia, don't worry, this porridge is definitely fine. If you don't believe me, I can eat it to prove it to you." Lin Yu said, actually reaching for the bowls, wanting to taste a bite of each one to prove his innocence.

Xia He seemed to see through his intentions and, somewhat disgusted, immediately stopped him, saying apologetically, "No need, young master. We were being petty just now. We're so sorry. We'll eat right away. Thank you so much."

Upon seeing Xia Heyun, Xia Ping and his friends rushed over and began wolfing down their food, looking as if they hadn't eaten for days.

That's true. Look at these teenagers, they're all skinny and have a sallow complexion, but they're in much better shape than the refugees outside. At least they're not so thin that they're emaciated.