The end of the world begins with escape

"Okay, there's no need to say any more words of gratitude. In short, just be nicer to Zhaodi from now on. You can go back." Song Youai made a move to close the iron door.

Seeing this, Song Kuang's daughter-in-law quickly stuck one foot into the threshold and pressed against the iron door with a smile, "Sister, when you say this, it sounds like we are all indebted to Zhao Di."

"All of us, relatives, have all fled from the Song Family Pavilion to the base, so we should support each other and help each other, right? Why don't you just invite us in to sit down?"

Song You smiled softly and twitched the corners of his lips, "I don't think it's necessary."

She tried hard to close the door, but Song Kuang's daughter-in-law had one foot stuck in the door and refused to shrink even though she was squeezed by the iron door and grinned.

Song Youai couldn't help but feel angry, "Ma Guilan, what are you doing? There's nothing you can do with your energy, right?"

"Sister, you can't chase people away like this, can you?" Song Kuang's wife's face turned red, she opened her mouth and screamed "Hey, yo, yo".

Song Youai let go of the pine iron door and looked at the other party with a half-smile, "What else do you want to do?"

"Mom, braised pork, meat!" Song Jiabao shouted anxiously at the side when he saw that after a long time, he couldn't even enter the villa door.

"Okay, okay, I'll give you braised pork in a minute. Your friendly aunts are not so stingy, and they will definitely entertain our family well."

Song Kexin rolled her eyes fiercely and said angrily, "If you want to eat braised pork, ask your mother to cut it for you! Your mother treats you as an ancestor, so it doesn't matter if you cut off some meat."

"Song Kexin." Ma Guilan glared at her angrily, "Don't dare to be so disrespectful just because you are young."

Song Kexin immediately saluted, lowered her eyebrows and said submissively, "Hey, I don't dare. Please forgive me, Queen Mother."

Xie Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She stepped forward and pushed the prickly-headed sister back, then looked up at the furious Ma Guilan family, "Didn't anyone tell you not to just come to beg for food after the apocalypse?"

"After all, life is not easy for every household. Who doesn't go out to search for supplies? In the eyes of zombies, no one is more valuable than anyone else when it comes to making a living."

When the words came to this, Song Kuang's old face turned red, and he quickly stretched out his hand to pull down his flamboyant wife, "Let's go back."

"Why go back?" Ma Guilan suddenly threw away her husband's hand, pointed at Song Youai and shouted angrily, "You are just a married woman, you have no shame in occupying such a good homestead of the old Song family, and you dare to drive out our serious Song family? "

"Don't forget, my husband and son are the serious men of the old Song family. You people with foreign surnames don't deserve to live in such a nice courtyard."

Song Kexin was so angry that she screamed and jumped up and down, "Who the hell are you? You're jumping up and down in our house and cursing."

Xie Ning stretched out her hand to pat her sister, and looked at the Song Kuang family with cold eyes, "I was thinking, this feudal dynasty has come to an end long ago. Why does my aunt still call her the old Song family, the old Song family? It's like the old Song family has been on the throne for thousands of years. It seems like your eldest son needs to take over."

"Furthermore, the old Song family has been divided since Grandpa Taizu's generation. After all, your family and ours, although they belong to the same Song Dynasty, are still just relatives living across the same room."

"How come my aunt has the shame to accuse your family of owning the homestead? Is it true that Zheng Zheng said that if a person has no shame, he will be invincible?"

Song Kexin burst into laughter.

"Mom, let's go back." Song Zhaodi had tears welling up in her eyes. She stretched out her hand and pulled off the corner of Ma Guilan's clothes and said timidly.

Unexpectedly, Ma Guilan slapped her back, pointed at Song Zhaodi and scolded her, "You useless little bitch, how dare you lie to me? What do you mean, your aunt gave you two bags of purified water? Is that possible?"

Ma Guilan spoke loudly and slobbered: "Who can be such a generous relative, Song You'ai, who spares nothing? She doesn't even let us in! She's a tough rooster."

Song Youai suddenly realized that it was those two bags of supernatural water that caused trouble for his family!

She looked at the child Song Zhaodi and frowned when she saw her lips were dry and cracked.

This honest kid only drank half a bag of water at that time. Could he have handed the rest over to Ma Guilan?

This silly kid doesn't even know what to say to her.

It's so pitiful and annoying!

"I'm sorry, aunt, for causing trouble to your family." Song Zhaodi covered her face and sobbed.

"What's the trouble?" Ma Guilan went up and kicked her daughter, put her hands on her hips and made a fuss, but ignored her and made excuses.

"This is the old Song family's residence. Everyone's surname is Song. Why can't we enter?"

"Mom, I want to eat braised pork. I want to eat braised pork." Song Jiabao roared loudly from the side.

The fragrance was so fragrant that it made his mouth water, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He scratched his ears and cheeks and felt so irritated that his whole heart had already flown into the Bamboo Orchid Garden.

"Okay, I'll ask your aunt to bring you a basin later, so you can eat as much as you like." Ma Guilan hugged her fussy son and comforted her softly, "Everything in the old Song family's food should belong to my son, only the surname Only Song's sons are qualified to inherit everything from the Song family. Jiabao, be good and I'll give you braised pork in a moment."

"Mom, I want to eat now, Mom!" Song Jiabao raised his eyebrows and cocked his nostrils, with an attitude of "I want to go to heaven", looking at Xie Ning who was watching coldly, and Song Kexin who was glaring angrily.

Song Youai was so noisy by the family that his head was buzzing, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He held a metal knife in his backhand and slashed the iron door with a bang.

The iron door was slightly dented by the force of her hand.

Xie Ning's eyebrows moved, feeling a little worried about her front door.

For a while, the noisy shouts and shouts all stopped and became calm.

Song Youai glared fiercely, shook the eighty centimeter long metal knife in his hand and roared, "I'm telling you, as long as I'm here today, none of you can even think of stepping through the door of my house!"

"Rou Rou Rou, go home and eat your mother's meat!"

"Get out, get out of here!!" Song Youai shouted angrily, and the metal knife clanked on the iron door.

"What are you talking about? They are just clan members with the same surname eighteen houses apart. What? You want to slap your nose in the face, thinking that they are the biological children and grandchildren of my parents??"

"Ma Guilan, you shrew, what are you howling? If you continue to do so, I will slap you in the face!"

"Don't even look at how long your monkey face is? Is it as big as a washbasin?" Song Youai chased him out and chopped off the metal knife in his hand, forcing Song Kuang and his wife to run away with their heads in their hands.

"You guys, with your brains like human heads and pigs, have the nerve to come here to fight against the autumn breeze. If you want food, you will have food. Why do you show such a high posture that you would rather not eat and come to eat? We really think our brains are showing off! Roll, roll, roll, roll as far as you can."

"How about you ghost relatives like you who are industrious and indifferent to grains and grains, just waiting for God to give you free meals? It's too early to dream!"