The Chef Rules the Last Days

Chapter 488 - 486: An Eye for an Eye



Given these conditions, Su Mo didn’t mind. She buttoned up her clothes and lay down, "Let’s squeeze in and sleep. I expect more excitement tonight."

Jianxiong sat on the straw mat and nudged Lu Chen towards the edge of the bed, "Boss, you two sleep first. I’ll take the first half of the night, and you two take over for the second half."

Lu Chen didn’t refuse. In the pitch-black room where he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face, he accurately found the bed and lay down. Su Mo naturally snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.

Deep into the night, when everything around was quiet, the slight disturbance of someone climbing over the fence surrounding the house stirred Su Mo from her light sleep. She slightly tilted her head back, and in the darkness, the man’s beautiful phoenix eyes shone brightly.

He tapped her lips with his finger, and Su Mo lay still, not moving. After all, whether or not the grain could be safeguarded was Da Qing’s skill. If it couldn’t, she wouldn’t interfere. The village was already in a precarious state. Even if she helped once, there would be a second and third time. Problems would always arise sooner or later.

Da Qing was no fool, although he was a farmer. But in times of famine like now, hugging a bag of rice, how could one not be a bit vigilant?

Outside Su Mo’s room, sounds soon erupted of pots and pans smashing to the ground, along with children’s cries and men’s curses.

In the early morning, as they tidied up and stepped outside, they saw a new dark red bloodstain on the ground. Su Mo pretended not to see it and went next door to check on the three injured patients. After feeding them Biluochun Tea again, two of them had mostly recovered and were able to talk and thank her. Only the man who had become a one-eyed dragon was still somewhat listless, possibly suffering brain damage, and was slow to recover.

Su Mo personally entered the kitchen, where a huge stove held a big iron pot over a wood-burning fire.

"Miss... Miss, I can cook," said Da Qing’s wife when she saw her come in. Her nervous face didn’t know where to rest her hands. Su Mo replied amiably, "It’s fine. I’ll make breakfast. We have a few patients to take care of."

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