Out of a whole pot of meat porridge, Jiang Han only drank one bowl, and Jiang Qingyi and Jiang Baishuang took care of the rest.
It can be seen that the two sisters Jiang Baishuang were very satisfied with Jiang Han's pot of meat porridge today.
Jiang Qingyi slumped down on the chair with her stomach slightly puffed out, unable to move.
"It tastes good, just like the porridge cooked by dad."
Jiang Qingyi patted his bulging belly and expressed his satisfaction with this pot of meat porridge.
It's as delicious as her father's cooking, which may be the highest praise for her.
"I'm sorry, we've all finished drinking."
Jiang Baishuang said a little embarrassed.
Jiang Han waved his hand: "It's okay. One bowl is enough for me. It's not appropriate to eat too much now."
After eating a bowl of hot porridge, it feels really good to feel warm all over your body.
"By the way, what do you usually eat?"
The appearance of the two of them when they were eating was really unsightly. Jiang Baishuang was okay, but Jiang Qingyi drank porridge and it was all over the corners of her mouth.
"I usually eat fish and shrimp."
“Mainly the seasoning.”
"On the island, the only seasoning is sea salt."
Jiang Baishuang looked helpless.
After a brief contact, Jiang Baishuang also relaxed his vigilance towards Jiang Han.
At least I can communicate normally now, unlike before, where I even spoke with caution.
No wonder.
With a thought, Jiang Han directly took out all the condiments in the system space and placed a table full of them, many of which were even unopened.
Jiang Han often cooks in the wasteland, mainly roasting meat once, which requires a lot of seasonings, so he prepares a lot of meat and a wide range of varieties.
"Then these condiments are given to you."
"Just pay attention to prevent moisture and prevent the smell from changing."
This is the only thing Jiang Han can currently give to sisters Jiang Baishuang.
This time Jiang Baishuang did not refuse, because they really needed these condiments.
"It just so happens that we have a celebration ceremony tonight."
"To celebrate the killing of the dragon, we cooked it."
"You can come along then."
Celebration ceremony?
Jiang Han's thoughts changed.
Taking this opportunity, he could see other people on the island and get a preliminary understanding of everyone.
Jiang Baishuang reciprocated the favor, and Jiang Han readily agreed.
After finishing the porridge, the two sisters had other things to do, while Jiang Han stayed alone in the wooden house, regulating his energy and blood.
With the blessing of the medicine, Jiang Han's health had crossed the 50% limit after a few hours and he got rid of his weak state.
Jiang Han breathed a sigh of relief at the feeling of regaining his strength.
Although he has not yet returned to his peak state, at least his combat power has not dropped too much. At this moment, Jiang Han actually has the ability to cross the sea, but it is just not safe.
The sun sets from the sea level and night falls.
The moon has not yet risen, and the sky is darkest at this moment.
Just a few oil lamps and a few torches lit on the beach brought a ray of light to the dark night sky.
Oil lamps are refined from strange beasts and can continue to burn for a long time.
Jiang Han came with the two sisters Jiang Baishuang and saw the so-called celebration ceremony.
The dead dragon was picked up.
The huge body is reflected by the torch, releasing the remaining power.
After all, it is an overlord-level alien beast. Even if it has been dead for three days, it can still shock people's hearts.
But it obviously didn't scare Jiang Han.
After all, he killed the dragon himself.
He just glanced at it and then changed his gaze.
There were many people gathered on the beach at this moment. Jiang Han just glanced at them and had a general understanding.
Not only are the strength of the alien beasts in the deep sea more terrifying, in fact, the strength of humans is generally much higher when they are in an environment where safety cannot be guaranteed for a long time.
There are more than a hundred people gathered here, and as long as they are adults, no one is less powerful than a military commander.
Jiang Han even saw three Wuhou.
It's just that his strength is just like that of a Wuhou for the first time.
At this moment, the three of them were following Granny Zhao with solemn expressions.
Everyone seemed to be waiting for something.
Although Jiang Han was confused, he did not ask questions out loud.
In such a quiet environment, it is better to remain silent, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of others.
One after another, other people arrived.
After waiting for nearly ten minutes, Granny Zhao finally spoke.
"Everyone is here, the celebration begins now."
"Please make a sculpture of Li Shen."
Granny Zhao turned around, looked at everyone, and said.
The sound was not loud, but it spread throughout the audience.
Then everyone turned around in unison, leaving a path in the middle of the crowd.
Two men walked over slowly carrying a wooden statue.
But when Jiang Han saw the sculpture clearly, his whole body froze.
The person who carved this sculpture definitely didn't have good craftsmanship.
But even so, Jiang Han still recognized this sculpture at a glance, and who was he looking at!
Father?
Jiang Han thought he had seen it wrong, but after taking a closer look, he realized that he had not seen it wrong.
Because of the shabby jacket that was carved out, my father wore it for ten years!
But this discovery threw Jiang Han into a bigger problem.
If this sculpture is that of the father, does it mean that everyone on this island is related to the father?
Especially looking at the admiring expressions on the faces of these people, Jiang Han had reason to doubt that the truth was really what he thought.
"Sister, I miss my dad."
Just when Jiang Han was pondering why his father's sculpture appeared here and was being offered up by everyone, Jiang Qingyi beside him spoke.
Jiang Baishuang raised her hand and rubbed Jiang Qingyi's hair without saying a word.
But Jiang Han noticed that Jiang Qingyi's eyes were focused on the sculpture.
"Um……"
Jiang Han just felt that the news was too big and he couldn't handle it.
Jiang Qingyi missed his father, why did he look at his father's sculpture?
Is it possible...
Jiang Han felt that he needed to see his father as soon as possible.
Because there are too many things that need to be verified by my father.
"That's your dad?"
Jiang Han lowered his head slightly, pointed at the sculpture, and asked aloud.
"yes."
Jiang Qingyi nodded, and then said with a proud face: "I tell you, my father is very powerful."
"Don't bully me anymore."
"Otherwise, when my father comes back, I will ask him to bully you too."
Jiang Han had a wry smile on his face.
Looking at Jiang Qingyi's appearance, nine times out of ten, this is really the case.
Going to sea for the first time and unexpectedly meeting the sister you left behind?
And locked her in the Thunder Cage?
Jiang Han was numb, and he didn't know if the toxin had returned.
"What about your mother?"
Jiang Han asked again.
"Mom is dead. She died a long time ago."
Isn’t this right?
Jiang Han pursed his lips, but suddenly realized something was wrong.
No, your mother passed away eighteen years ago. How old is Jiang Qingyi?
Even Jiang Baishuang's birth date doesn't match up.