"Let's go," Pei Gan stood up with a gloomy face, "Go and have a look at another house."

The two houses are not far apart, about 15 meters apart. Thanks to the dark man raising the stove in the other room, there is a warm feeling as soon as you enter the door.

This made everyone feel relieved to some extent.

After a brief inspection, the layout inside is roughly the same, with a small hall in the middle and a bedroom on the east and west sides.

Other than that, I didn't find anything strange.

"We..." Jiang Zhongyi's tone paused, "Are we going to sleep here tonight?"

Pei Gan looked around, especially standing at the door. He looked outside for a long time and suddenly said, "Sleep separately tonight. Four of us will live here, and the other four will go back to sleep."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhongyi even suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. Just now he was saying that there was something wrong here and that there might be danger at night. Why now...

Zhou Rong's face was cold. His radical attitude often clashed with Pei Gan's, but on this matter, they both had the same view. He nodded and said: "I agree with Mr. Pei."

"Look," Zhou Rong pointed to the door, "you can see the front yard from here, and you can also observe another room from this direction."

"And from the other room you can see the backyard and the building," Zhou Rong stared at the largest building in the courtyard.

The reason why we don’t use the word house to describe it is because it is too big, twice as big as the two houses put together.

At this moment, it stands alone on the west side, melting into a black shadow in the dark night.

And this shadow brings everyone inexplicable uneasiness.

"We live in these two rooms separately, and keep someone in each room to keep vigil. This way, the view will be much better, and we can be alerted as soon as possible in case of emergencies." Zhou Rong said, staring at the shadow.

What he said sounded very reasonable.

"Gululu——"

A hasty and somewhat embarrassed voice sounded from behind.

Everyone turned around and saw Chen Xiaomeng, who was at the end, squinting to the right in embarrassment, as if... the sound just now had nothing to do with her.

It's no wonder that after walking on the mountain road for most of the day and only having a few mouthfuls of porridge in the morning, it was hard for her to endure it until now. Most people looked at her kindly.

Only...

Pulling open the Benfu that was blocking him, Jiang Cheng came to Chen Xiaomeng in a hurry, blinked and asked, "Long'er, are you hungry? Do you need Ping'er to find you something to eat?"

Chen Xiaomeng got annoyed just looking at him. She gritted her teeth and whispered, "Go away, I won't eat your food even if I starve to death."

"Oh~~" Jiang Cheng straightened up and took out the sweet potatoes from his bulging clothes very naturally, while nodding his head and replied: "That's it, then I'll be relieved."

The others were shocked when they saw the sweet potatoes that Jiang Cheng took out one by one. They couldn't figure out how Jiang Cheng hid them in his clothes and carried them all the time.

But when there are sweet potatoes to eat, who cares about those?

Everyone sat in a circle obediently, staring eagerly at Jiang Cheng as he arranged the sweet potatoes one by one and placed them on the edge of the stove to roast.

There are eight sweet potatoes in total, some are big and some are small, but they all look very delicious.

After walking on the mountain road for a day, they stopped thinking after smelling the aroma of sweet potatoes.

At this time, Benfu, who had a clear mind, even came up with the idea of ​​whether a ghost would suddenly appear and steal their sweet potatoes.

But fortunately, his worries disappeared as the fragrant sweet potatoes came out of the oven.

Even the painter Pei Qian, who has always been mature and prudent, swallowed a few big mouthfuls of saliva unconsciously.

Everyone resisted the urge to grab the sweet potatoes and waited for Jiangcheng to distribute the sweet potatoes.

After all, sweet potatoes are taken at a risk...no, taken at a risk.

Jiang Cheng found a piece of relatively clean cloth, wrapped his hand in the cloth, quickly picked up a sweet potato, and broke it gently. It was full of golden color inside.

Zhou Rong's throat rolled hard. He had never thought sweet potatoes were so delicious.

"Mr. Pei," Jiang Cheng smiled and handed the sweet potato over, "This is yours."

Pei Qian was stunned for a moment, then stood up quickly, accepted the hard-won sweet potato with great courtesy, nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Yin."

"polite."

Then in order, Jiang Cheng handed out the sweet potatoes one by one.

"Thank you, Mr. Yin," Li Lu thanked her sincerely, and then took the sweet potato in her hand.

Now there are three sweet potatoes left, the biggest one belongs to me, and two smaller ones are already roasted and the flesh is almost melting.

There are only two people left, Yu Man and Chen Xiaomeng, who have not received sweet potatoes.

At this moment, perhaps due to the influence of the aroma of sweet potatoes, Chen Xiaomeng's stomach growled more and more fiercely, but she still stubbornly turned her head away, not looking at Jiang Cheng and saying nothing.

"There are two sweet potatoes left," Jiang Cheng held one in each hand, not too hot to touch, and acted very embarrassed, "One big and one small, how do I divide them up?"

"Of course it's all up to Mr. Yin to make the decision," Yu Man's eyes were hot and blurry, and even the words he spoke had a hint of charm, making people think wildly.

Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to take a few more glances at Yu Man, who was sitting on the ground and exposed a little of the scenery. After a while, he said with a rosy face: "Then let's divide them according to size."

After saying that, he gave the larger sweet potato to Yu Man and left the obviously smaller one to Chen Xiaomeng.

At this moment, Chen Xiaomeng, under Li Lu's persuasion, was ready to endure this breath for the time being, and when she gained strength after eating, she would be the first to strangle this bastard.

But just when Chen Xiaomeng was holding back her anger and preparing to imitate the ancients in bearing the humiliation and accepting the sweet potato, an unexpected scene happened.

Jiang Cheng actually retracted his hand, then divided the sweet potato, which was already small, into two, and then gave himself the smaller piece after comparison.

"This should be enough," Jiang Cheng said, nodding.

This obviously bullying behavior did not arouse any criticism. Everyone just immersed themselves in digesting the sweet potatoes in their hands. This was in a nightmare, and the reality would not work here.

All basic etiquette, justice and shame can be forgotten here, as long as... it is necessary.

Everyone's only purpose is to survive.

"Okay," Zhou Rong wiped his hands, stood up from the ground first, and suggested: "It's getting late, everyone should rest early."

After a tiring day, what they needed most was rest. They hadn't felt it before. Now that they had replenished some energy, the feeling of exhaustion came out all at once.

The next step is to arrange accommodation.

Just when everyone was worrying about how to arrange Jiang Cheng and Chen Xiaomeng, Chen Xiaomeng, who had finished eating the sweet potatoes and wiped her mouth, stood up.
Chapter completed!