Originally, Old Huang also wanted his son Huang Xinming to stay in Holy Spring Village for a while to observe.
But halfway through, he ran back.
Fortunately, he escaped in time and gave Old Huang, who was already on the verge of death, some mincemeat soup to barely stop the injury from worsening.
Now, returning to the old school, seeing many familiar friends and many classmates who are no longer around, Huang Xinming and Su Yueyue, the two children, stood there, a bit at a loss.
Like the eyes of people of their age, full of confusion.
Lin Feng noticed this and sighed softly.
This is how the wasteland is; no one knows whether accidents or tomorrow will arrive first.
To live a stable life is already rare.
Most children experience the cruel reality of life and death separation at a young age and are forced to face the survival pressures of the real world in their teens.
Soon, Father Su An walked out from the village office and came before everyone.
