The day has finally arrived.

6 p.m. on June 6.

There is no coolness of late winter, there is no crispness of early spring, and summer is coming.

This summer should be scorching, daily and dull, making people sweat profusely when they sit still, and make people feel that they are missing a piece of life.

But today's Muanti Town is different, with colorful lights, firecrackers, threes, twos, and smiles.

Here, this moment is a different end times.

"All the folks! Today, we gather here with a stirring mood and the hope of survival. At this moment, we want to bless our great race to continue to thrive and thrive in the last days of the past two years. ”

"At this moment, let us bless God for all blessings, health and peace every day in the future."

The host is Ran Jun, and Dasha's 11-year-old sister Ran Xiaowan.

Ran Jun rarely wore a suit today, and there was nothing else besides being handsome.

Xiao Wan, wearing a princess dress, is like an elf, she should come from the sky, not the end of the world.

"Sister Xiaowan, what is our first party program?" Ran Jun asked with a smile and bent over.

"Huh? Brother Jun, you don't know this? Xiao Wan pretended to be surprised, and hurriedly said, "That must be our great patriarch's opening speech." ”

"Ah, why don't you hurry up and invite our great patriarch?" Ran Jun also pretended to wake up suddenly and shouted loudly.

At this time, the flat-headed Ran Xiong, who was also wearing a suit, walked out, he was not as relaxed as other clansmen, and his dull face suppressed the atmosphere of the whole scene at once, making people feel like late autumn in summer.

"Perhaps, tomorrow, we won't see some of the young faces here, and we won't hear you, him, or her, so I don't know if my decision is right or wrong." Saying that, Ran Xiong couldn't help but burst into tears somehow, but he just stood in the center of the rostrum and let the tears fall.

This is not an established draft, nor is it a decision before the party, but Ran Xiong's truest thoughts at the moment.

The scene was even more silent, just a moment later, some people cried, some people looked at the people around them in a daze, and some people tightened the hands of the people around them.

"But I can't let everyone starve, I can't make everyone wait to die. Today, all our food stocks are running out, and we can't wait for autumn! The rice planted in the spring did not give us much hope. ”

"So at this moment, I hate myself very much, and I don't have that much ability to protect everyone, even if it is to ensure food and clothing for more than half a month! There is no need for everyone to face the hordes of zombies who want to eat human flesh and blood all the time so quickly. ”

"It's that I don't have the ability." Ran Xiong bowed deeply, and once again tears couldn't stop falling.

At this moment, everyone couldn't stop crying, this damn last days, always let the happy time be fleeting, and always let the people who survived passively face the threat of death again and again.

At this moment, we understand the meaning of life better. Especially, it hurts to see a girl like Xiaowan who is like an elf and is so mature at this age; And Xiaohu, such a naughty child, actually working day and night in molten iron forging knives, I can only choke up......"

"So, I know, I can't let them down, I can't let them leave for a short time without seeing the mountains and seas, and without spending their youthful life."

"I want children to grow up healthy, not passers-by in this world; I also want the old people to be well fed and drink, and enjoy their old age in peace, not a burden to this world; I also want you and me to continue to be generous and singing, walking through life, not the dust of this world. ”

"So, guys, are you willing to fight for it? Protecting children, protecting the elderly? Even if we say goodbye to life tomorrow, we can die together! ”

All stood up, in unison, sonorously and powerfully.

"Yes!"

"Tulang Clan!" Ran Xiong's right fist clenched and swung towards the sky!

"Tulang clan! Tulang Clan! ”

"Tulang Clan!"

Everyone clenched their right fists and swung them towards the sky.

Xiao Wan came up, obviously crying, but she still smiled and said, "Brother Patriarch is so annoying, you are so great, and you still make children cry." ”

So, everyone laughed.

"Then, next, we will invite our old man to be a role model, a role model for the whole clan, a strong heart, a model for my generation, a comprehensive talent, a model for example, the most beautiful people in the training pacesetter, a learning pacesetter, a medical pacesetter, a learning role model, and a medical expert, cough cough, please allow me to breathe a sigh of relief, there are too many excellent titles of the second master!" Xiao Wan pretended to be out of breath and breathed heavily.

"Yes, I invited our excellent second uncle to bring a mountain song solo "The Sun Comes Out and Beams"!" Xiao Wan didn't dare to stay, and quickly slipped away, he didn't want to know what punishment he would get for joking with the second uncle.

So, we wore beach pants, shiny leather shoes, floral shirts, straw hats, and cigarettes in our mouths.

Picking up the microphone, the second uncle was not unfamiliar, and said, "Male boy, what are you afraid of?" The second uncle just wants to drink good wine and smoke good cigarettes with you! You kid don't want to get rid of me! Also, the second uncle knows that he is not a burden, if he really wants to die, you can see if the second uncle is cowardly?! The second uncle will always be your old man, the role model of the whole clan, the strong heart, the model of my generation, the comprehensive talent, the model model, the most beautiful clansman of the training model, the learning model, the medical model, the second uncle! ”

"Ahem, this is so good, it's breathless." The second uncle also breathed heavily.

"Hahahaha, second uncle, you are leather."

"The second uncle, it's still the second uncle, hahahaha......"

Don't say it anymore, the second uncle began to sing.

"The sun comes out and hey, hey...... As soon as you go out of the gate of heaven, the sun is sprinkled for thousands of miles, the sun comes out beaming, life is the same every day, and everyone has a direction in their hearts...... The sun comes out beaming, tomorrow is more beautiful than today, and everyone has a direction in their hearts...... Lang Lang out of the Yangtze River, hey...... "The second master led the singing, full of energy, this proper folk master, if there is Bole, the second master in the prosperous world of Qingping must be the inheritor of non-genetic inheritance."

And this loud and down-to-earth song also attracted bursts of cheers, and the atmosphere of the scene was hyped.

"Next, we invited our kindergarten students to recite the poem "The Second Master in My Eyes".

"Yes, please."