Fu Junlin was speechless as well.
Cheng Xiaoyu was really something, bringing over even the loot from someone else's ransacked home.
Fu Junlin looked at Cheng Xiaoyu in confusion.
Holding a bowl and drinking porridge, Cheng Xiaoyu looked at Fu Junlin and said,
"Brother, I'm disabled!"
Fu Junlin rolled his eyes. Cheng Xiaoyu was practically treating those words like a pass for special privileges!
He expected everyone to accommodate him as a "vulnerable group" no matter what he did.
Ba Dawang called out unhappily from the side,
"You used that excuse to snatch my last sugar pancake just now!"
Cheng Xiaoyu turned to Ba Dawang again.
"Brother, I'm disabled..."
Everyone was floored!
"This guy's shamelessness is almost catching up to mine!"
Big Black clicked his tongue and sighed.
Yet the atmosphere grew even more cheerful. Fu Junlin sat down at the table as well, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and prepared to eat.
He casually glanced at the television. A martial arts movie was playing, starring a kung fu superstar named Jackie Chan.
It was said that in that era, he had been a superstar who influenced several generations.
Everyone watched with great interest, occasionally laughing so hard at his comedic fights that they nearly toppled over.
Watching those movies, Fu Junlin and the others felt as though a lifetime had passed. Back then, there were no walls, and not even energy. Everyone had been ordinary people, yet it was clear from the movies that their lives had been far more comfortable than they were now!
The white clouds and blue sky had been so crystal clear.
It was hard to imagine that only a little over two hundred years had passed.
As she watched television, Ling Xiaobing lay across the table, stretching herself out to place food in