Survival Game: All natural disasters are different

[The previous article has been revised, and it is estimated that about 7,000 words have been added. 】

"Woo-Mom..." Shu Ling couldn't hold it back any longer, choking and hugging Shu Ying tighter.

This kind of real holding of your loved one in your arms and making sure that she is still alive is undoubtedly a huge shock of joy.

After Jiang Wang's eye contact with Zhong Xiu ended, he hugged their mother and daughter: "It's a family reunion, it's not easy."

He also reached out and patted the two of them on the back, then let go and wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes, showing a smile: "Don't shed tears on such a happy day, so many people are still watching."

"Okay, okay, let's be happy."

That's what he said. It was so hard to meet each other. It was hard to control himself while crying with joy. The three of them held hands tightly.

Shu Lingyi wiped away her tears again: "It's okay, mom, I made a feast for you, let's go and eat together!"

"Hello, aunt!" Su Ranran, Luo Zhiqing and others also shouted loudly at this moment, with a rainbow of momentum. The young man's vigorous vitality was as bright as the noon sun.

"Oh, okay, I'm your aunt Xiu." Zhong Xiu would greet her with a smile.

When Zhong Xiu didn't speak, everything about her revealed that she was a capable and neat person. She had an iron-blooded killing aura around her, which gave people a very dangerous feeling.

But speaking and laughing can dispel this sense of solemnity, and even Shu Lingyi can look a little familiar.

"Hello Aunt Xiu, Aunt Xiu is a practicing practitioner, she looks very good!"

"That's not true. My fighting ability is more than one level better than your dad's. Your dad couldn't beat me when I was studying!"

Zhong Xiu waved her fist at Shu Lingyi very proudly. Her skin color was also the color of wheat that had been exposed to the weather for a long time.

"Zhong Xiu, don't speak ill of me in front of my daughter, be careful with me..."

"What are you? Did I say bad things? It's obviously the truth! Hahahahaha." Zhong Xiu laughed, quite arrogantly.

"Your Aunt Xiu and your father have always been like this." Shuying smiled and shook his head.

Shu Lingyi introduced his friends to them. His eyes lit up when he heard about Su Ranran's innate ore-seeking holy body. He was even more shocked when he heard about Luo Zhiqing's koi physique and up to 70 points of luck. Ears from ear to ear.

Immediately he stopped caring about Shuying and walked away, holding one arm in each other's arms, talking and laughing.

"As a family, take your time to reminisce about old times. We'd better not disturb you. Come quickly and let me see Yiyi's craftsmanship."

"Dad, do you think Aunt Xiu looks familiar, especially those eyes?"

"Cough cough cough!" Jiang Wang suddenly felt that his throat was not very comfortable.

"Does it really look that familiar? Who does it look like?" Shuying asked insinuatingly.

Shu Ling frowned and smiled: "They are very similar to Comrade Zhong. The more I think about them, the more similar they become, and they all have the same surname!"

"Oh? Comrade Zhong?" Of course Shuying saw the relaxed expression on Shuling's face when he mentioned Comrade Zhong, and the smile on his face. He felt that the relationship between the two was unusual.

"Yes, Comrade Zhong is a very nice person. We met in the game area a long time ago and he has a very good personality. He even helped me cook today."

"I asked him to go to Dad's place to catch chickens, ducks and fish and process them for me to use. Dad, tell me if Comrade Zhong is very good!"

Shuying swung the knife over, Jiang Wang was sweating profusely, and his throat became even more uncomfortable.

"Just go and have a look and you will know. This young man is indeed pretty good."

When Shu Ling looked at his parents, he always felt something was a little strange.

When we arrived outside the restaurant, a large table had already been set up, and dishes were brought out one after another and placed on the tables and chairs.

The aroma can be smelled from afar.

"Aunt Xiu, I specially prepared fruit wine. It's absolutely delicious. Would you like to have a few drinks today!"

Su Ranran was still so hospitable and immediately invited Zhong Xiu to come for a drink.

"Today is just the first day, so it's okay to drink. You guys are going to get up early today and you must have stayed up late to drive the submarine yesterday, right? After you've had enough to eat and drink, go to my room and have a good rest!"

“Welcome the big boss’s mother!”

"This is my Aunt Xiu, who is a close friend of my mother's life and death. Please welcome me, everyone." Shu Ling introduced her to everyone with a smile, and the others responded enthusiastically.

"But this Auntie Xiu looks familiar." Xin Jing was very sharp-eyed and put forward his point of view on the spot.

Luo Zhiqing didn't talk much along the way. When she heard Xin Qing's words, she nodded: "Aunt Xiu is indeed very similar to a player we know."

"Really? Who is it?"

"Not to mention that he really looks like Mr. Zhong..."

At this moment, Zhong Qingwei was bringing up the last soup along with Yun Bao and other players. He saw a familiar face from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Aunt Xiu, this is the player we are talking about who looks very similar to you. His name is——"

Su Ranran was still eager to introduce her, but she was unexpectedly stopped by Zhong Xiu.

"I know his name."

"what?"

Su Ranran was stunned, and a player waiting to take a seat not far away was also stunned, not to mention Shu Lingyi who was a few steps behind.

There were small question marks hanging on everyone's heads. Only Jiang Wang and Shu Ying showed their faces clearly, but Jiang Wang was more calm about death.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Oh my dear, my mother didn't expect to see you here. You are working as a cook!"

Zhong Xiu stepped forward in two steps and teased Zhong Qingwei. After scanning everyone's shocked eyes and Jiang Wang's embarrassed look, he suddenly understood.

"Good fellow, old Jiangtou, you met my son and didn't say a word." She didn't believe Jiang Wanghui wouldn't recognize him.

"So, Mr. Zhong is the son of Mr. Yi's mother's best friend. He is not a childhood sweetheart. He is a destined match!"

The melon-eating people in the territory suddenly widened their eyes and came online one after another.

Cai Li has already started selling fruits. Everyone is sharing some fruits and everyone is eating melons together.