Mo Suiyun snatched the bag from Zhou Wu's arms and opened it in front of Mo Suixin. When the zipper was unzipped, Mo Suiyun saw a bag of Qi Ling Fruit.
He turned and looked at the Patriarch, his tone hard to describe, "Patriarch, it really is the Qiling Fruit..."
Mo Suixin stared at the Qiling Fruits for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahaha!" Mo Suixin laughed and put his hand on Song Ci's shoulder. He said, "Song Fei, if you want to eat Qiling Fruits, just tell the steward directly. Why bother stealing them?"
Song Ci said honestly, "Manager Mo said that the Qi Ling Fruit is a specialty of the Mo tribe. We thought it was precious, so we didn't dare to mention it. But I've been under a lot of pressure from exams recently and have been suffering from insomnia. I didn't sleep well last night, so I thought about going to Xishan to see the Qi Ling Fruit."
"When we arrived at West Mountain, we found that it was so big. It took us a long time to find the Qi Ling Fruit in a small valley. Butler Mo said that there were not many Qi Ling Fruits, but I saw fruits everywhere on the mountain wall." After saying that, Song Ci gave Butler Mo a cold look, as if he disliked his stinginess.
Manager Mo: “…”
Mo Suixin put away his smile, glanced at Mo Suiyun reproachfully, and said, "You're so stingy. Look at how you neglected the guests."
Mo Suiyun just listened with a smile on his face, but he was cursing in his heart.
Mo Suixin handed the bag from Mo Suiyun back to Zhou Wu and said, "No one lives over there in West Mountain. It's where we grow our medicinal herbs. There are many snakes and insects over there. Even in winter, you can sometimes see poisonous snakes. Don't go to West Mountain if you don't have anything to do."
The three of them nodded quickly to indicate that they remembered it.
After fooling Mo Suixin, the three of them returned to the dormitory. Their dormitories were in the same building, but on different floors. Back in the dormitory lobby, the three of them divided the Qiling Fruit among themselves and returned to their respective rooms.
As soon as they entered the room, the two sisters threw the Qiling Fruit aside in disgust. Song Fei turned on the computer and prepared to video chat with Yan Jiang. As soon as the computer was turned on, Song Fei received a push message.
"Huh?" Song Fei waved at Song Ci, "Song Ci, come and see."
Song Ci walked behind Song Fei, and together they looked at the news on the computer. "A riot broke out in the southern country D. Civilians from many countries were taken hostage. Our soldiers sent to D to evacuate our citizens were captured..."
This news is very simple, but anyone who is sensitive to the international situation knows that this is a big deal.
Song Fei said: "I don't know how many soldiers were captured. As far as I know, the fate of captured soldiers is very terrible." Being able to die is actually a relief. What is feared is a life worse than death.
Song Ci thought of Han Zhan, and she couldn't help but say selfishly: "Fortunately, Han Zhan has retired."
Song Fei turned off the news and logged into WeChat.
In her opinion, these things were irrelevant. She would just glance at them and forget them quickly. She said to Song Ci who was standing behind her, "I want to video chat with Yan Jiang."
Song Ci: "You video."
Seeing that Song Ci was not self-conscious at all, Song Fei told her, "We are going to be affectionate on the video. Are you sure you want to watch?"
Song Ci opened her mouth wide, "Is video flirting so exciting?" She quickly walked aside, picked up her coat and put it on, found her mobile phone, and went to the small playground downstairs.
Song Ci squatted under the basketball hoop and video-called Han Zhan.
At this time, a guest came to Han Zhan's manor. He was the highest commander of the army where he once served. Han Zhan called him Liu Bo.
The tea in front of Liu Bo was steaming, indicating that he had just arrived. "Han Zhan, you've been retired for many years, but you still maintain a good figure. You haven't gained any weight."
Han Zhan smiled and said self-deprecatingly, "I'm getting old now. If my figure gets out of shape, my wife at home will be disgusted."
Uncle Liu laughed heartily. "You, I never thought that after you got married, you would become a wife slave."
"Didn't you learn this from Uncle Liu?"
Uncle Liu laughed again.
Han Zhan took a sip of the hot tea, then put it down and said, "Uncle Liu, you're a very busy man. You've come to visit me so suddenly. Is there something wrong?"
Han Zhan took the initiative to break the seemingly amicable deadlock, and the smile on Liu Bo's face disappeared. He stared at the hot tea in his cup and said, "There's a sudden riot in the southern country D. You should know about this."
Han Zhan nodded.
"Well, your company commander, Song Lian, personally led the team in this evacuation mission, but..." Uncle Liu's expression was serious and solemn. "Song Lian is dead."
Han Zhan was shocked and felt uncomfortable.
How could such a good person like Song Lian die?
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