"Okay, I have no objection. I don't have a job." Ling Yang raised his hand in agreement and glanced at Lu Ruoxuan, who had a job but hadn't finished it yet.

"Well..." Lu Ruoxuan hesitated, but actually wanted to ask for some opinions about Xuanwu Hall. Although he said he had a plan, everyone was the same. They had to deal with brainless beasts all the time.

This is the first time for people.

"No women, sorry." Ling Yang stopped, seemingly very vindictive to Yang Yibei for saying that he was not a woman.

With a squeaking sound, Wu Sanhua opened another folding table next to the stone table. The men ran over to help, and then discovered that there was a reason why Wu Daqing's family was poor.

It's an exaggeration for just the two of them to have dinner at home, not to mention that there are more than a dozen people in the Wu family.

As a result, Daqing's parents even called a dozen neighbors to come and share the meal at noon. It is said that this was because of the sudden change, which made people panic, so very few people came.

Very few, okay, the yard is so big and empty, it seems that it is all prepared for entertaining guests.

"Everyone has a seat! No need to help." Wu's father finally said something understandable, and continued to arrange everyone's positions at the table.

The food on the table is all home-braised food or subs, which is easy to store and simple to process. There is also a big pot of rice on it, which seems to be really enough to eat.

Wu Sanhua, as the young Lisheng labor force in the family, is responsible for making fresh stir-fries and walking back and forth between the tables. She has not been seen sitting down once.

Because there was not enough space, 861 volunteered to sit at a small table in the corner. This was probably the table where Wu Baxian and the others did their homework, and one could still vaguely recognize the graffiti drawn in pencil on the table.

"Then if you usually have more people coming, where will you find tables and chairs?" Ling Yang was very curious. She had reservations about the Wu family's preference for entertaining guests. Although hospitality is a beautiful tradition, is this approach unkind to others?

Where is the suspicion?

"Bring your own, it's the same for everyone who comes to eat." Wu Daqing was used to it.

"Go and help, let Sanhua eat with us." Ling Yang picked up an extra-large meatball and bit into it. The meat juice flowed out and was full of delicious flavor.

Wu Daqing shook his head and said there was nothing he could do, "You don't understand, huh~" He blew on the soup, "If I want to get up to help, my parents will let me sit back."

"What about your brother? The older one." Wu Sibao is not here, but Wu Wufu is also seventeen years old, and there are two younger sisters who are fourteen or fifteen years old, both of whom are old enough to help.

"It's not that I can't do it, it's that everyone except Sanhua can do it. I'm used to it." Wu Daqing said in a relaxed tone as if he didn't feel how tired his sister was.

"Are you used to her being the only one to take care of your family with such a large family?" Ling Yang said suddenly. This family is not organized in an orderly manner, nor does it favor sons over daughters. However, except for her parents, everyone can take care of Sanhua alone.

It’s hard work and I’m used to it.

"Am I the only one taking care of the six people in our team?" Qi Cheng took the opportunity to complain, stopped Ling Yang from replying, and continued, "Look at her, is she smiling?"

Wu Sanhua is indeed lively and smiling, and after applying lipstick, her smile is as bright as a flower.

"Oh, that's the difference. You look bad when you serve us." Lu Xiao protested.

Qi Cheng clicked his tongue, "I mean, if you look closely, after she smiled at someone, she turned around and changed her face."

Everyone turned their heads at once, but Qi Cheng shouted back, "Can you look at it one by one?"

"No." After answering, several people twisted their necks in unison, looking for Wu Sanhua.

"Can't see." Lu Xiao turned back first because his back was to other tables and his neck was sore.

"I saw it." Ling Yang nodded to confirm that Qi Cheng was right, "But don't you know that smiling all the time will cause wrinkles?"

"She's very good. It's such a hard work. Even if she feels uncomfortable, it's normal. She didn't give up." Lu Xiao pointed out that he himself often gave up work when he was tired.

"Yes, such a person is more likely to give up." After Qi Cheng finished speaking, he glanced at Wu Daqing, "Your own sister, I won't talk too much."

"Please talk more, how can he understand if you don't talk?" Ling Yang pushed the bowl in his hand to Jiang Pao, who was just adding soup, "Qing, I can't say that your parents don't let others help, or are used to letting others help.

Sanhua is in charge, so you have acquiesced in this matter. You are the eldest brother, do you think it is hard for your sister? Then go and help. If your parents tell you, just say it back."

Wu Daqing was stunned. It took him a while to digest Ling Yang's words. Then he stood up, patted his butt, and picked up Wu Wufu who was munching ribs at the next table. "Get up, everyone, help, put the dishes on the table.

After the work is done, everyone eats together."

Several people protested quietly, but seeing the eldest brother's firm attitude, they got up and went to the kitchen one after another. Just when Wu's parents were about to speak, Wu Daqing raised his voice slightly and said, "Don't worry, eat, eat, eat."

With more people and more power, everything was divided quickly. In fact, it was nothing more than bringing the dishes to each table, and then borrowing the missing tableware from the neighbor's house. With everyone's help, Wu Sanhua focused on cooking, and naturally the efficiency was high.

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It would be an exaggeration to say that this was probably one of the few meals she had that was hot.

People who come to eat are very conscious. After eating, they run to the faucet to wash the dishes, then say thank you and leave.

Normally, I would go to their village to take a seat at the cool place at night, drink tea and chat, or eat melons and chat, which felt very comfortable.

But yesterday's changes left everyone with lingering fears. Many people had witnessed the ferocious appearance of the alien beasts. Although they didn't have time to take a closer look, they still couldn't sleep well at night.

However, at least Ling Yang didn't see any unhappy expressions on the faces of the people who came over to eat. Maybe the people who came over for dinner had no losses, otherwise it would not have been possible for them to let go and go to other people's houses to have a meal the next day.

Wu's parents were not tight-lipped at all. During this meal, the identity of the members of Wu's Daqing base was completely revealed.

Together with his team and the Storm Waterfall team that the villagers had met yesterday, the dozen or so people could eat comfortably at first. Later, as the neighbors chatted with each other, they started to come around and ask questions about the base and the mutation.

Very curious.

But the strange thing is that even if they have witnessed the appearance of number nineteen, they still don't believe that there are many such monsters in the northern suburbs, and that they will be found all over the country in the future.

Lan Xia will bless us, everyone is chanting this sentence.

So after dinner, everyone left the village and went to see Ah Gong on the beach.

Although it is called a palace, there is actually only one small temple here. It can be seen that the original temple has been repaired many times.

Fortunately, it has not been overhauled and the appearance is still very simple. However, many new items such as incense burners and donation boxes have been added around.

"Oh, that's not right, Ah Qing, are you sure the one you are worshiping is Lanxia Tayama?" Ling Yang saw the statue in the center of the palace and asked Wu Daqing for confirmation.
Chapter completed!