Song Zhaodi plucked up the courage and nodded, "I know Auntie, and I will try my best to live a good life in the future."
Even if it's just for yourself.
"If you really think so, we are relieved." Song Youxuan showed a sincere smile, "Zhao Di, things will get better and better in the future."
Three hours later, Song Kuang and his son, who were hungry, poked their heads around the stairs.
But I saw a group of people upstairs packing up some simple pots and pans, looking like they were about to leave?
Where has Song Zhaodi gone? Could it be that she was beaten to death by Xie Ning and the others after not coming down for such a long time?
Song Kuang and Song Jiabao looked at each other, and they both saw a hint of doubt and hesitation in each other's eyes.
"Dad, what should we do now?"
Song Kuang gritted his teeth and said, "Go up and ask."
"Dad, can you go up rashly?"
Song Jiabao felt a little embarrassed about that woman Xie Ning from the bottom of his heart.
Just now, Xie Ning didn't make a move at all, just a small look, and that boy Song Shijun couldn't help but push them downstairs.
The fan in Song Shijun's hand should be a legendary artifact!
Song Jiabao hesitated and said, "Dad, if we meet Song Shijun again when we go up there, we will definitely be beaten down again by that kid with a magical weapon."
"We can't be so reckless, we still have to formulate countermeasures in advance!"
"What artifact??" Song Kuang felt that his son was stupid in reading.
What other artifacts are there these days?
"It's written like this in novels! Look at Song Shijun holding a fan in his hand and blowing it, causing strong winds."
"That's just him showing off. Don't scare yourself, and stop reading those messy books. I've already asked about it, Song Shijun is a wind power user."
"Wind element?" Song Jiabao was stunned for a moment, and then he suddenly realized, "Oh dad, you mean, the wind that Song Shijun created earlier was his superpower."
"Nonsense, what is it if it's not a superpower?" Song Kuang glared at him, "You are a superpower yourself, why don't you understand anything?"
"Usually communicate with others more often and get information. Don't be useless every day." Song Kuang complained a few words, grabbed his son and said, "Let's go up."
"I'd like to ask Xie Ning and the others clearly what's going on? Are you detaining my good daughter or something like that?"
As soon as the father and son sneaked up to the stairs, they met Zhai Ruobai and others.
They just brought people down, gathered with the people on this floor, and prepared to leave.
It was such a coincidence that we happened to see the sneaky Song Kuang and his son.
"What are you doing?" Zhai Ruobai frowned slightly and glanced at the two of them, "Want to steal something?"
This strange behavior immediately caught everyone's attention.
The survivors of Gushang Base clutched their backpacks tightly, hugging their only resources tightly, staring at the father and son with eager eyes.
This battle shocked the two of them.
Although the father and son acted boldly, they did not dare to offend so many people at once.
Even though their son Song Jiabao has super powers, if someone else comes up to fight in a group, the father and son will be in trouble.
Song Kuang quickly showed a very vulgar smile, bowed his head to Zhai Ruobai and others, "I, I'm looking for my eldest sister Song Youai."
"Why are you looking for me?" Song Youai said angrily.
The more she looked at him, the more angry she became. She was simply going crazy.
She has nothing to say to someone who can beat her own daughter to severe fractures.
People say that tigers are poisonous but do not eat their seeds. He is worse than an animal.
"Sister, eldest sister." Song Kuang took a few steps forward with saliva on his face, "I wonder if you have seen our Zhaodi? Zhaodi came to see you a few hours ago..."
"No." Song Youai shouted back angrily, "You don't like your own daughter, so you come to me to find someone? Don't block the way, Gungungun, we are leaving now."
Song Kuang was so angry that he almost wanted to explode, but seeing the large number of people in the place, he could only hold back his anger secretly.
Song Jiabao was not as deep in the city as him. When he heard Song Youai's words, he immediately shouted, "Why didn't you see it? My sister came here to ask you for food. Could it be that you killed her?"
Song Kexin glanced at him sideways and sneered, "You want food? You deserve it? Who owes you?"
"What's wrong with me? Since I'm the son of the old Song family, shouldn't you, a loser, give me food?? My mother said that you women are all losers, and I am the only one who is the heir to the old Song family."
Song Jiabao spoke plausibly in front of a group of people, completely ignoring the looks of people around him like they were crazy.
"Pfft." Someone in the crowd couldn't hold back their laughter, and some people started laughing one after another.
"Smile, why are you laughing?" Song Jiabao shouted angrily.
"What's so funny? What right do you ordinary people have to laugh at me?" Song Jiabao raised his hand and pointed at the row of people opposite him to get angry.
"Are you crazy enough?" Song Youai scolded with a sullen face, "Song Kuang, quickly take your son with abnormal brains back. Don't embarrass yourself in front of so many people."
"What did you say? Who is so embarrassed? You dare to scold me??" Song Jiabao ran forward like crazy. When Song Kuang grabbed him, he still refused to let go. He just wanted to rush over and give Song Youai a good beating.
This old woman is so disgusting, no wonder she gave birth to a loser like Xie Ning who doesn't know the heights of the world.
How come they, mother and daughter, are not dead?
There are so many people dying in the world, why don't they die? I'm really angry!
Xie Ning walked through the separated crowd, holding a pot of mutant cannibal vine, slowly walked to her mother, and glanced at Song Jiabao lightly.
"Are you looking for Song Zhaodi?"
"Yes, Song Zhaodi is my sister. Her life and death are uncertain and her safety is unknown. I am definitely worried about her."
Xie Ning curled her lips and smiled, "Are you worried that you won't have enough food?"
The little girl put away the potted plants and suddenly took out a piece of frozen raw beef, "Want to eat it?"
She took out another bag of rice and waved it in front of Song Jiabao and Song Kuang, "Want it?"
Song Jiabao's eyes were red, and he wanted to pounce in front of Xie Ning like a hungry tiger.
It was Song Kuang who quickly grabbed him with quick eyes and hands, stared at Xie Ning on the stairs opposite, and trembled all over.
For some reason, when his eyes met Xie Ning's ruthless eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he felt a chill seep into his heart from head to toe.
Xie Ning presented her treasures one by one in front of everyone, as if she were counting treasures from her family.
He took out a handful of grains, and then took out pieces of juicy Chinese cabbage, cabbage, radish and potatoes, and even started to take out fruits...
Everyone stared at her dumbfounded.
"Beat me." Xie Ning walked down the stairs step by step with a smile, staring at the father and son, "Beat me, and these will all be yours."