The Fei family's house has a total of four bedrooms and two living rooms, due to the wall problem of the outermost bedroom, and the fact that Mu Wanqing occupies one room, Yang Shuyao let her youngest son sleep in the side bedroom of the study.

When Tongtong came out of sleep, Yang Shuyao and Wen Siru took the half of the candle they had lit, and in the dim candlelight, they saw Fei Qianlan standing alone in the big living room and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Lan Lan, still not sleeping?" Yang Shuyao looked at her daughter who was in a daze and asked in a low voice.

"Can't sleep. With a faint smile, Fei Qianlan stepped forward and grabbed her mother's arm while pulling Wen Siru, and the three of them sat on the sofa in the large living room at the same time.

"What's wrong. Seeing her friend's expression, Wen Siru always felt that she seemed to have something to explain, put the candle in her hand on the coffee table, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Fei Qianlan, who shook her head, took out a pen and paper from her pocket, in fact, she took it out of the space with her mind, she held the pen and wrote a sentence quickly, from now on let's write and speak with a pen.

Yang Shuyao and the others didn't snort, but just picked up the pen and simply wrote a question mark.

In the question and answer of the three of them, Fei Qianlan told them about the space she had unexpectedly obtained, and told them that they had hoarded a lot of things, enough for the four of them to eat for a year.

Knowing that her daughter had obtained such a valuable space, Yang Shuyao was surprised and deeply worried, although her daughter's space was only 100 square meters, but in the last days, it was like a life talisman, such an important secret could not be known by others, otherwise it would really become a big trouble!

Wen Siru heard that his friend had actually got a portable space that only existed in novels, so he hugged Fei Qianlan excitedly, smirked happily, grabbed the pen and wrote quickly, Okay, how do you feel like the omnipotent heroine in the novel, I will hug your thigh in the future and never let go!!

However, the matter of space must not be leaked to anyone other than us! After the excitement, Wen Siru, who frowned, revealed a little worry in his thoughtful expression.

Fei Qianlan, who was going to tell the space with her, was more or less apprehensive in her heart, but when she saw that the two of them were just expressing joy and worry about her getting space, without the slightest jealousy and envy, her heart not only fell completely, but also had an unprecedented warmth and touch.

The three of them picked up the candles on the coffee table and quietly came to the kitchen, under the stunned expressions of Yang Shuyao and her friends, Fei Qianlan took out a bag of 20 catties of rice, five packets of seaweed, a bag of dried meat, a large bucket of mineral water and a 50-kilogram bottle of liquefied gas storage tank.

As early as more than 10 years ago, many people still used liquefied gas storage tanks, but now every household has spent money to install liquefied gas pipelines, and I don't know where their daughter found such an old-fashioned liquefied gas storage tank.

Of course, it was found from the community, when Fei Qianlan threw the supermarket owner and his wife into someone else's house, she passed through the open window on the first floor and saw that there should be an old man living alone, but unfortunately she didn't see anyone, so she naturally took away the useful things in her home.

I may have to leave tomorrow and make more seaweed pork heart dumplings to eat on the way. She picked up the paper and scratched again, then pointed straight outside, I'll go out later.

Yang Shuyao and the others, who knew each other, immediately began to do things quickly, although there was inevitably a sound of cooking rice and cutting seaweed, but the two of them never said a word.

Fei Qiangang ran to get a basin of water that was not used, put three pieces of paper full of words on the candle flame and lit it, and all the ashes that were completely burned fell into the basin, and turned on the faucet, and the water that had been stinky red and black turned into ashes, and then poured the water into the flush toilet.

She unscrewed the door of the bedroom next to the study, and in the darkness, with a keen eye, she saw a dirty young woman lying on the big bed, about twenty-one or twelve years old.

The woman's eyebrows were tightly locked, a lot of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, and her long eyelashes kept trembling, as if she would wake up in the next second.

Sure enough, it's you. In the quiet dark night, Fei Qianlan pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled silently, even though the woman in front of her was full of filth, she still recognized it at a glance.

She knew that the current Mu Wanqing would not be able to wake up for the time being, after all, it would not be so difficult to fuse with the super light brain generated by the advanced civilization.

In the previous life, because of Li Yuan's relationship, Mu Wanqing always showed some hostility and defense towards her, but she never did anything bad to herself, at most she sneered a few words.

Fei Qianlan's real age is a lap older than her, and in the face of a little girl in her early twenties, she naturally doesn't care too much. Besides, Mu Wanqing is a little good, she likes her brother very much, and she has distressed pity for Tongtong who lost her legs.

At this point, Fei Qianlan can't do anything bad for her, so let Mu Wanqing smoothly fuse with the super light brain to get the godhead system she should have.

Out of the bedroom, Fei Qianlan walked directly into the study, pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and climbed down quickly along the hanging rope, and solved the five zombies that were swaying like lightning.

According to the memory, she came to the tall building she had come to last time, and her figure quickly and lightly jumped up to the fifth floor, and gently knocked on the door of room 502.

There was a sound of footsteps approaching, and after a few seconds, the door was opened, and a middle-aged man in his forties welcomed Fei Qianlan in with an excited face.

"You're here. Wang Yourong's wife, Qian Cui, hurriedly stepped forward and said, after seeing this mysterious person who had attacked her, her face seemed to be too young, "You, you send us back to the supermarket again." ”

"It's okay to send you back, but you should know that there are a lot of hungry survivors like me in the community. With her hands in her trouser pockets, Fei Qianlan, who looked at them, continued without blinking, "They will definitely search all the supermarkets in the community, after all, food is the most precious in the last days. Supermarkets are bound to attract waves of searchers, and even if you stay in the supermarket, what can you do to keep what's inside, just by that fragile glass door?"

"What's more, it's not safe for you to stay in the supermarket, not to mention that so many searchers will kill people, even if you can stay in the supermarket, how many days can you survive without food?"

"This, this ......" The more Wang Yourong thought about it, the more he felt confused, and finally gritted his teeth, squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "You, see what to do." ”

"Two choices. The tone was still flat, but the corners of Fei Qianlan's pink lips curled slightly, and the cold voice slowly spit out, "First, if you don't want to go out, there is a car downstairs that I have loaded with a lot of food, and you can eat for a month." ”

"Second, if you want to leave Nanjiang City, my family and I will leave tomorrow, you can drive with you, I will wait for you to follow, but I will not protect your safety. ”

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