"Brother Hengtian, I miss you! What's the matter! Zheng Qianhong jumped out of the empty car window, hugged Hengtian's neck and kissed him on the cheek.

Zheng Dalong looked at her with a sad face on the side, feeling as if he had been abandoned by the whole world, they were all brothers, why didn't Sister Mao kiss him?

Hengtian smelled his sister's milky fragrance, for some reason, his little face was a little hot, and he wanted to wipe off his sister's saliva, and when he turned his head and saw Zheng Dalong's lost appearance, he immediately retracted his hand, I don't know if it was Mao, seeing Zheng Dalong like this, he felt a little dark in his heart.

The people of Kowloon Village happily distributed the supplies, and the families of the two villagers who died were given double shares, which was the only comfort that could be given to them.

The suppressed crying gradually dissipated in the sunset, and now it is easier to die, and everyone is more and more accepting of it, even if it is a close relative, they can only bury their sadness in their hearts and continue to struggle desperately to survive in this troubled world.

Compared with some other small villages that were wiped out, Jiulong Village was lucky enough, with at least dozens of survivors and enough supplies to survive the winter.

That night, Heng Shuo Fang shared Song Qilin's secret with his son Heng Tian, although he will only turn nine next month, but in Heng Shuo Fang's opinion, his son is more reliable than any adult.

"Dad, we have to be ready to leave Kowloon Village at any time." Hengtian thought seriously for a while and said.

"Well, I agree with you, there are more than fifty survivors in the entire Kowloon Village, and we can't expect them all to keep this secret." Heng Shuofang nodded.

"The next time we go to the rich villa area, it's best to get an RV, so that the two younger sisters don't have to suffer too much when they are transferred." Hengtian Dao, when he said this, he was actually only thinking about Zheng Qianhong, he was cold by nature, and he was willing to take care of Zheng Xiaoxiao, but he would not worry about it at any time.

However, when he learned today that his father took Zheng Qianhong to the city to collect supplies, he almost wanted to drive a pickup truck to chase him, but unfortunately two hours had passed when he learned the news, and he couldn't catch up at all.

He wasn't supposed to be on duty today, but he changed guards with the guards so that he could stand on the high wall and see the jeep return for the first time.

When the sun was in the west, he was already very anxious, and he repeatedly thought in his heart, his father was so unreliable, would he hurt her if he took Sister Qianhong out?

It wasn't until I saw her appear in front of me that my heart finally let go.

At this moment, Hengtian finally understood that in addition to his father in this world, he had another person to worry about.

The judgment of the Heng family father and son was indeed correct, and at breakfast the next day, Fu Chunyan already knew Song Qilin's secret, and heard it from Aunt Liu's mouth.

As for Aunt Liu, she knew it from her little grandson.

The secret was revealed by another survivor, Wang Qingming, who narrowly escaped death and took out a bottle of Wuliangchun that he had treasured for five years at night, which was one of the four-color gifts given by his son-in-law when he came to ask for marriage.

Naturally, the drunken man couldn't hide any secrets, so everyone in the village who didn't participate in this collection of supplies knew this secret that should have been rotten in their stomachs.

The village chief was very frightened, and he did not participate in this mission, but after he heard this secret, he knew that something big might happen, so he hurried to the Hengfu compound in a panic.