Chapter 723: Don't Touch My Family's Zombies (81)
Fujian Hai readily agreed.
Wen Yi only felt depressed, and didn't know why Fujian Hai made such a decision, following Jiang Juan's car, and they were not from the protection team.
But this is Fujian Hai's car, no matter how dissatisfied she is in her heart, she can't show it.
As long as the thought of ginger rolls circling around her, she felt uncomfortable, and there was nothing she could do with them.
Jiang Juan knew that the car behind her was following her.
She had chosen to take the path, even if it was the same destination, but there was more than one way to the destination, and after a few attempts, she could be sure that they were following her.
To be honest, she didn't want to have anything to do with those four people.
Xu Xingche has not been in a very good state recently, and he has slept for a long time, but nothing has happened to him who has gone crazy and lost his mind.
But the car that followed him didn't put him in a good mood.
More than once, Ginger Roll saw him playing there with that fruit knife.
Fujian Hai thought that ginger rolls were just cooking on a whim, and then for two days in a row, he found that as long as the surroundings were safe, ginger rolls would stop for a while, and then they would familiarly take pots and bowls.
A group of people went from being surprised and stunned at the beginning to being numb now.
Ginger rolls are boiled today with red date porridge, the dates are dried dates, the particles are large, she has tasted them, they are very sweet, and the porridge is not ordinary rice, but glutinous rice.
Glutinous rice is used to make other things, and the taste of rice is very different, but when used to cook porridge, the taste of the two is similar, but glutinous rice is more stuffy and tastes more grainy.
She was boiling porridge over there, and a group of people here were eager to plug their noses.
In the past two days, it is not the zombies that have tormented them the most, but the ginger rolls that can cook.
Fujian Hai's wife and the foursome have all tasted the rice made of ginger rolls, her hands are amazing, even if it is a simple food, she can change the tricks to make delicious, even if the ingredients are monotonous, but the taste is not monotonous.
It's because I've tasted it that I'm hungry.
However, the foursome had already fallen out with the ginger rolls, how could they ask the ginger rolls for food again.
Fujian Hai is even more reluctant to go, he is an honest man, the last time he went over, the ginger roll confiscated his snacks, this time he said that it was not good to go over again.
This time it was Bu Bin and the mushroom head who passed.
Bu Bin had a very good attitude, and after passing, he first introduced himself, but Jiang Juan did not take the initiative to introduce herself, but nodded indiscriminately, which was not rude, but it was not absolutely courteous.
Xu Xingche next to him glanced up at him, and quickly looked away, he looked a little stunned, and when he looked closely, he found that this boy was very delicate, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, and his curly eyelashes were the icing on the cake.
You can imagine how beautiful the face must have been when the mask was removed.
It's just that no matter how beautiful he is, Bu Bin doesn't pay attention to it, now is not the era of looking at faces, now the strong is king.
Jiang Juan handed the porridge to Xu Xingche, who was troublesome and took off the mask on his face.
Bu Bin could see the scar on his right cheek at a glance.
The scar looked like it was about to heal, a shallow piece of flesh pink, but the boy's skin was cold white, and such an abrupt scar looked a little dazzling, like a beautiful flower growing on a branch, which lost its original beauty after being destroyed by wind and rain.
Bu Bin didn't speak, but the mushroom head was straightforward.
"Damn, there's a scar on this face."