"If it's not enough, come over and I'll get you more," Bai Yifan said.
The uncle in front of him seemed to be mentally unstable. Bai Yifan respected the elderly and cared for the young and the sick, so he spoke in a very gentle voice.
"Um!"
Wang Lu nodded excitedly, staring longingly at the dumplings in the bowl, and for a moment he was reluctant to eat them.
A bowl full of pork dumplings is a luxury in the apocalypse.
"Quick, Xiao Fan, give me a bowl this big too!"
Grandpa Wang grinned at Bai Yifan and reached out to touch his stomach.
It's been so long since I've had this; he's even lost weight!
"Okay!"
Bai Yifan immediately started serving the freshly cooked dumplings.
A group of people lined up one by one, waiting by the car window to get dumplings.
Bai Yifan is just like a cafeteria lady, except that he never shakily serves food, and every bowl is filled to the brim.
Wang Lu carried a bowl of dumplings and walked a little further away, then found a big tree and sat down with his back against it.
Quietly watching the plump, white dumplings in the bowl.
I never knew dumplings could look so cute.
I opened my mouth and took a bite; the flavors of pork and scallions exploded in my mouth at the same time, a mouthful of oily goodness.
Unexpectedly, a round drop of liquid fell into the bowl.
Wang Lu cried, completely pathetically.
A middle-aged man, without a wife or children, living aimlessly in the end times, truly has no meaning in life.
Most people who see him not being bitten by zombies are just using him to attract zombies so they can collect supplies.
This is truly the first time I've met such a wonderful family.
Wang Lu rubbed his eyes and started eating dumplings in big bites.
I was completely won over by a bowl of dumplings.
"Old Bai, where are you guys planning to go next?"
Grandpa Wang ate his dumplings with gusto, his eyes fixed intently on Bai Zhengxuan.
I'll take whatever meals I can get!
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