Now that Meng Lao Er has filled up the motorcycle with gas, he's got his eye on it again.
The monster doesn't realize that taking back something you've given away is impolite; it only knows that if it wants something, it's itss.
Fortunately, Zhao Xiaoxiu saw through her living father's intentions in time and pulled Meng Lao Er back from the brink of death.
"Second Uncle, we're not going today. We forgot to tell you yesterday, we're so sorry," Zhao Xiaoxiu said apologetically.
Meng Lao Er was a little disappointed, but respectful. He roared his new motorcycle and hurried back to catch up with the main group.
Before leaving, he told Zhao Xiaoxiu an important piece of information.
"The results of the negotiations will be announced tomorrow. Meet at the eastern shantytown at nine o'clock in the morning. Don't be late, you and your daughter!"
The sound carried away on the wind, filled with anticipation and lightness.
The agonizing wait is finally coming to an end, but who knows what kind of arrangements await them?
Zhao Xiaoxiu glanced back at her father, who was still staring at the motorcycle, and suddenly realized that she was just a child and didn't need to think too much.
Even if the sky falls, her living father will hold it up; she should just live well.
"Dad, the supply station is open, let's go buy some things," Zhao Xiaoxiu reminded him.
After the Hope Base disappeared so suddenly, Zhao Xiaoxiu is now panicking when she sees that not all her points have been converted into supplies.
I'm terrified that Peach Blossom Base might just disappear without a trace, and all 3,000 points I have will be gone.
No, I used five points last night.
There are currently 2995 points and three contribution points remaining.
Zhao Gang nodded, and the father and daughter put on their empty backpacks, locked the door of the cowshed, rode their bicycles, and arrived at the base's high wall in ten minutes.
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