His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and Hu Xiaodong's sharp eyes scanned everyone's bodies one by one.

Those were a pair of bloodshot eyes, and Tang Xiaoquan read a little loneliness and sadness in them.

"Well, cough!" After clearing his throat gently, Hu Xiaodong stood up slowly, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Since you asked me to say a few words, I will say a few words.

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"Wu is right. What we Chinese value when drinking is love, so let me give this first glass of wine to..."

His voice suddenly trembled, and Hu Xiaodong choked uncontrollably. Although he tried his best to control his emotions, the sudden pain still made a few tears fall from the corners of his eyes.

At this point, the living room fell silent, and Wang Qiang, who was still opening the cans in his hands, stopped what he was doing.

As if he had anticipated what Hu Xiaodong wanted to say, Tang Xiaoquan pondered for a moment and then stood up.

"Although I haven't been in contact with you for a long time, if it weren't for everyone and Brother Hu's help at that time, I, Qiangzi and Acheng might have become part of the gang of beasts outside. So... for Lin

Uncle, Huzi’s death...I..."

"Respect Uncle Lin!" Wu's hoarse voice sounded, and as his voice fell, Wenquan Xin, Acheng, and Wang Qiang also raised their glasses and stood up.

"Honor Huzi and Huzi's mother!"

"Respect Huang Yaru!"

"Respect my father and uncle!"

Six men, six hands, tilted the mouth of the cup together, and then poured it down from left to right.

The wine fell freely along the tilted mouth of the cup, and with the sorrow of the living, it fell to the ground and disappeared.

After sitting down and filling his glass, Hu Xiaodong raised his head and took a few sips of the wine.

No wonder people often say that drinking to relieve one's sorrow makes it worse. This is absolutely true. At least for Hu Xiaodong, as the strong drink entered his stomach, the sad feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

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"You won't come home until you're drunk!" Wu raised his glass and banged it with Wang Qiang. As the glasses crossed, they drank one glass after another. Except for Acheng, who was too drunk, and Tang Xiaoquan, who was worried, the remaining four people drank happily.

, never stopped.

They drank the wine quite crazily and happily, but the depression that filled their hearts was so desolate and desolate.

It was already an hour after lunch when we were full and full. The table was full of messy leather soup and wine bottles lying around, which showed the survivors' unparalleled food-gathering ability.

Wang Qiang was completely drunk, and the excessive alcohol reaction made him smile stupidly and unconsciously, while Wenquan Xin and Wu each crawled on the corner of the table and chatted wordlessly. You couldn't understand the two of them at all.

What are the goods saying?

On the contrary, Hu Xiaodong seemed like a giant beast that had stayed up late for many years. As soon as he put down the wine glass, he immediately lay down on the sofa and fell asleep.

Acheng was not used to the smell of alcohol that filled the sky. The strong smell of alcohol made him feel dizzy and his stomach was churning just by smelling it. It was quite difficult for him to understand why these brothers in front of him were torturing him like this. If it were him

Ah, I would rather drink two more glasses of water than suffer this serious sin.

Frowning across the audience, Tang Xiaoquan looked at his brother's appearance of losing his temper after drinking, and a few feelings arose in his heart.

Thinking about the last time they got drunk on rice tincture, it dates back to the class dinner when they graduated. On that day, everyone drank as freely as today, and they felt the pain of parting in their hearts like now.

However, in just a few months, the world has undergone such huge changes. Who could have imagined that a sudden disaster would cause the former overlord of the earth to fall to the lower end of the food chain in an instant...

Former classmates, don’t know how you are doing now? I hope everyone can survive this damn apocalypse!

After gathering his thoughts, Tang Xiaoquan turned his gaze back to reality.

Maybe it was because they were too tired, or maybe the alcohol had given them a boost. In short, the three of them, Wang Wuwen, who were still there just now, all entered Mengxiang.

For a moment, snoring was everywhere, the breath was loud, and combined with the occasional "neighing" from the bottom of the building, it was really a symphony of destiny that was like a "sound of nature". Anyone who listened to it would have a feeling...want to rush up and kick him angrily.

The impulse of three "performers".

It was obviously inappropriate to clean up the "war situation" at the moment. It was rare for a few people to get a good night's sleep, and Tang Xiaoquan didn't want to intrude on their dreams because of his actions.

He raised his hand to wave to Du Jincheng, and the two of them tiptoed out of the living room. After leaving the living room, Acheng immediately let out a deep breath: "Oh~ Brother Quan, why don't you drink with Brother Qiang and the others?"

Recalling the scene at the banquet table where Tang Xiaoquan repeatedly excused himself from drinking by saying he was not strong enough to drink, he couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Helplessly looking away, Tang Xiaoquan seemed to have thought of the embarrassing scene where he was ignored by everyone because he refused to drink, but...

This is the end of the world after all! You never know when danger will come to you, so keeping a clear head and an alert attitude at all times is the key to your survival.

Therefore, it's not that Tang Xiaoquan doesn't want to drink. After all, he also has a heart. After going through so many hardships, he will be surprised, sad, and tired.

In addition, his parents and sister were unknown whether they were alive or dead. How could he not want to have a drink with everyone and then forget everything and fall into a deep sleep?

But if everyone is asleep, who will be responsible for the safety of the team? If everyone is asleep, who will be responsible for the night vigil?

Therefore, things need to be done by someone after all. Although Tang Xiaoquan does not think that he has to go out of his way to be innovative, but in order to survive, he must always remind himself to remember the "Rule of Survival"!

"Haha, Acheng, the only thing I can tell you is that tonight's vigil work must be completed by you and me!" Tang Xiaoquan chuckled meaningfully, patted Acheng on the shoulder, and then continued:

"Come on, come with me to the storage room and see if you can find anything we can use!"

Moving to the storage room, the two of them split up.

Although the area of ​​this storage room is not large, the owner's utilization rate is quite high. Coupled with the previous placement of their clothes, Tang Xiaoquan can basically conclude that the owner of this room is definitely a person who pays attention to planning, at least for himself.

I care very much about my living environment.

He casually lifted the curtain on the wall, and the cabinet behind the curtain was immediately revealed.
Chapter completed!