But for the survivors drinking dehydrated vegetable soup, it was even more tempting than the delicacies of the pre-apocalyptic world. The constant "cooing" sounds were impossible to ignore.
Banxia and the others couldn't help but exchange glances: Sigh, home is still the best, at least you can eat whatever you want.
The man who was being unreasonable yesterday couldn't help but mutter, "Eating such a good meal so early in the morning, are they rushing to be reincarnated?"
Du Heng sternly stopped him: "If you don't want to live, just say so, so I can save your share of food!"
If you keep spouting nonsense, not only will he be unable to save the man's life, but even if Li Kongyuan came, it wouldn't make a difference!
The man lowered his head sheepishly, still inwardly grumbling. The other men exchanged furtive glances and moved closer to him.
After a brief exchange, one of the men said to Du Jia, "Sir, let's go to the next room to relieve ourselves."
Du Jia immediately knew that the group was planning something and said sarcastically, "What, are you all kindergarten kids? You even have to go to the toilet together?"
“That’s what you’re saying,” the man patted Du Jia on the shoulder like a good brother, “We brothers forged a deep friendship while we were on the run. We were just making an excuse to catch up with each other so we wouldn’t be too loud and disturb others.”
Kind words are useless against this damn fool, so Du Jia decided to ignore him: "Go ahead, go ahead, but—"
Out of a sense of morality, he gave a final piece of advice: "You'd better not get any bad ideas. If anything goes wrong, I won't stand up for you!"
The men exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and walked away arm in arm.
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