A Sense of Crisis Came. Even If Her Husband Was Snatched, Her Daughter-in-law Could Not be Snatched!

Li Xiwu said no more and ate her own.

Han Qianye was not the only one who did not have an appetite. Min Hanrong and Xue Jinzhu did not have an appetite either. Xiang Lan did not eat much at night. Coupled with the potato starch food, she stopped eating after one or two bites.

Xu Muzhen had an appetite and ate two bowls of rice.

Tao Jing had rested for so long in the afternoon that she had recovered and eaten half a bowl of rice.

After the meal, everyone helped clear the dishes.

Naibao and Ah Yue actively went to wash the dishes. Ding Wei lit a bonfire and everyone sat together to chat about Xinzhao Village over the years, including the donations they had received previously.

They chatted until nine o'clock and ended the live broadcast. As soon as the live broadcast ended, snow began to fall.

Snow fell on Li Xiwu's hair. She hadn't noticed it herself. Tang Xian reached out and touched her hair. "Xiwu, look. It's snowing."