This day has finally arrived.

In the evening, June 6 at 18:00.

There is no longer the coolness of late winter, nor the refreshingness of early spring. Summer is here.

This summer is supposed to be scorching hot, and the daily routine is dull. It makes people sweat profusely just sitting there, and makes people feel that a piece of their lives is missing when they look at it.

But today's Mufan Town is different, with lights and colorful decorations, firecrackers blasting, people in twos and threes, and happy faces.

Here, at this moment, is a different apocalypse.

"My fellow villagers! Today, we are gathered here with excitement and the hope of survival."

"Today, we rely on each other, bless each other, laugh together, and share hardships and joys."

"At this moment, we want to wish our great ethnic group to continue to thrive and thrive in the last two years."

"At this moment, let us jointly bless you with blessings, health and peace every day in the future."

The host is Ran Jun, and Dasha's 11-year-old sister Ran Xiaowan.

Ran Jun rarely wore a suit today. He looked handsome and nothing else.

Xiao Wan, wearing a princess dress, is like an elf. She should come from heaven and should not fall into the world of dust.

"Sister Xiaowan, what is our first party program?" Ran Jun bent down and asked with a smile.

"Ah? Brother Jun, you don't know this?" Xiaowan pretended to be surprised, and quickly said seriously, "Then it must be our great patriarch giving the opening speech."

"Ah, why don't you hurry up and invite our great patriarch?" Ran Jun also pretended to suddenly wake up and shouted loudly.

At this time, Ran Xiong, who was also wearing a suit and had a crew cut, came out. He was not as relaxed as other tribesmen. His dull face suppressed the atmosphere of the whole place, making people feel like they were in late autumn in summer.

"Maybe, tomorrow, we won't be able to see some of the young faces here, and we won't be able to hear you, him, and her laughter, so I don't know if my decision is right or wrong." As he said this, Ran Xiong didn't know why.

He couldn't help but burst into tears, but he just stood upright in the center of the podium and let his tears fall.

This is not a predetermined draft, nor is it a decision made before the party, but Ran Xiong’s truest thoughts at the moment.

The scene became even more silent, just for a moment

Some people cried, some looked at the people around them in a daze, and some held the hands of those around them tightly.

"However, I can't let everyone go hungry, and I can't let everyone wait to die. Today, all our food reserves are about to be exhausted, and we can't wait until autumn! The rice planted in the spring does not give us any more hope."

"So at this moment, I hate myself so much that I don't have the ability to protect everyone, even if it means ensuring food and clothing for another half a month! There is no need for everyone to face those hordes so quickly, thinking about it all the time

Zombies that eat human flesh.”

"It's because I don't have the ability." Ran Xiong bowed deeply, and his tears couldn't stop falling again.

At this moment, everyone couldn't bear it anymore and began to cry. This damn apocalypse always makes happy times fleeting and makes those who survive passively face the threat of death again and again.

"At this moment, we understand the meaning of life better. Especially when I see a girl like Xiaowan, who is like an elf, already so mature at this age, I feel heartbroken; and Xiaohu, such a naughty child, actually

Working day and night to melt iron and forge knives, I can only choke..."

"So, I know, I can't let them down, I can't let them leave for a short time without seeing the mountains, rivers and seas, and without spending their youthful life."

"I want the children to grow up healthily and not be passers-by in this world; I also want the old people to have enough to eat and drink and enjoy their old age in peace, not to be a burden to this world; I also want you and me to continue to sing generously and walk through life, not like this

The dust of the world.”

"So, everyone, are you willing to fight for this? Protect the children, protect the elderly? Even if we say goodbye tomorrow, we might as well die together!"

Everyone stood up, uniformly and sonorously.

"willing!"

"Tulang tribe!" Ran Xiong clenched his right fist and waved it towards the sky!

"Tulang tribe! Tulang tribe!"

"Tulang tribe!"

Everyone clenched their right fists and waved them toward the sky.

Xiaowan came up, obviously she had cried, but she still smiled and said: "Brother, the patriarch is so annoying. You are so great, and you still make children cry."

Then, everyone laughed.

"Then, let's invite our old man Fufang to join us next.

Model of the clan, endless ambition, model of our generation, comprehensive talent, role model, training pacesetter, learning pacesetter, medical pacesetter, the most beautiful clan member, learning role model, medical expert, cough cough, please allow me to take a breath, excellent second uncle title

It’s really too much!” Xiaowan pretended to be out of breath and took a big breath.

"Yes, we invited our outstanding second uncle to perform a folk song solo called "The Sun Comes Out"! Xiaowan didn't dare to stay and quickly ran away. He didn't want to know what punishment he would get for joking with the second uncle.

So, our second uncle, wearing beach pants, shiny leather shoes, a floral shirt, a straw hat on his head, and smoking a cigarette, walked towards us.

Picking up the phone, the second uncle was not unfamiliar and said: "Xiong boy, what are you afraid of? The second uncle just wants to drink good wine and smoke good cigarettes with you! You kid can never get rid of me! Also, the second uncle knows that he is not

Burden, if you really want to die, do you think the second uncle is cowardly? The second uncle will always be your old man, a role model for the whole family, endlessly ambitious, a role model for our generation, a comprehensive talent, a role model, a training pacesetter, a learning pacesetter, and the most beautiful medical pacesetter.

Tribe, example to follow, the second uncle who is an expert in medical care!"

"Ahem, this is so good that it makes people breathless." The second uncle also took a big breath.

"Hahahaha, second uncle, you are so skinny."

"Second uncle, it's still the same second uncle, hahahaha..."

No more talking, the second uncle started singing.

"The sun is coming out, it's full of joy... Go out to the sky gate, it's spreading for thousands of miles, the sun is coming out and it's full of joy, life is the same every day, everyone has a direction in their heart... The sun is coming out and it's full of joy,

Tomorrow will be even more beautiful than today, everyone has a direction in their heart... Lang Lang is out of the Yangtze River..." The second uncle sang loudly, full of energy, this is a proper folk master, if there is Bole,

The second uncle of the Qing Dynasty must be the inheritor of intangible cultural heritage.

And this loud and down-to-earth folk song also attracted bursts of cheers, and the atmosphere at the scene was heated up.

"Next, our kindergarten class students will be invited to recite poetry "The Second Uncle in My Eyes"."

"Please."
Chapter completed!