Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 82
"You are responsible for finding water." Li Wenli replied with a smile on behalf of everyone.

"……"rabbit.

It's this time and I'm still thinking about water!Boss is really a foodie!

That's how the situation was settled.

Although Ah Dao didn't want to, he was the oldest and could only take care of the younger ones.

Ah Seng and Xiao Mian are good at skills, but it is really worrying to let the two of them enter the bandit's den alone.And compared to staying to preside over the overall situation, it is indeed more suitable for him to serve as a cover for the two.

But he is Li Wenli's slain, and he is the only one of Li's slain, and his father and elder brother's last words are to protect the son until death and not to leave him an inch.

But the young master asked him to go on an errand outside!
A Dao frowned slightly, and retracted to the roof of the car depressedly.

The teenagers could tell that Ah Dao was depressed again.

However, the old monk is still unmoved by the old monk's samadhi.

The smiling face scratched his head with crooked brows and eyes: "Actually, the two of us can go there. By the way... what does arsenic look like?"

"I don't know." The old monk replied calmly.

The smile faltered slightly, and in a blink of an eye, it became brighter again.

"It's okay, I'll catch someone to ask when the time comes. If you can't catch one or two, one of them will recognize it. It's okay to take Dr. Wang with you, he will definitely recognize it."

"..." Ah Dao.

These two brats thought they were going to someone else's house?Also dragging children and daughters.

Seeing that the two of them discussed more and more outrageous, Ah Dao knocked on the roof of the car with a dark face.

The old monk and the smiling face raised their heads together, only to see Ah Dao reluctantly spit out a word.

"I'm only going for an hour, and you can handle it yourself after the overtime."

Hearing this, the smiling face had crooked eyebrows and a row of small white teeth: "Okay."

Li Wenli looked at the three people outside the carriage leisurely and smiled.

After confirming the team to fetch the arsenic, Li Wenli told Xiaochan that there was an arrangement for the desolate people, and Xiaochan listened carefully and took note of them, before going out after a while.

At this time, most of the desolate people were looking for Artemisia annua and Bupleurum by the river under the leadership of Dr. Wang.

Those who stayed where they were were sick and weak.

Xiaochan scanned the surroundings for a few times, and finally her eyes fell on those young and middle-aged men with excellent spirits in the corners.

"You guys, come and help me."

"?" The Qiu family members who were named all turned their heads, all with blank faces.

Like the men from the Qiu family, there were also a few people who were also named because the situation was unclear.

But although Xiaochan is only a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, he is a member of the seven-member team.

Everyone in front of them is attached to the seven-member team, so these people who work independently also have to respond.

Uncle Qiu originally wanted to leave his family with this large army, but Miss Jun Jun said that he would wait to see the situation before making a decision.

So Uncle Qiu couldn't hold back for the time being.

When Doctor Wang came back from the carriage and summoned his men to go to the river to find Chinese herbal medicine, Uncle Qiu subconsciously looked at Bai Junjun.

At that time, Bai Junjun only propped his chin with an expression of interest.

Seeing that Bai Junjun didn't speak, everyone followed her and continued to sit here without moving.

I never thought that Xiaochan would come to order soldiers after a while.

Everyone glanced at each other, not knowing whether to advance or retreat, Bai Junjun said, "Go and have a look and cooperate with the work."

With Bai Junjun's words, Uncle Qiu and his party slowly got up and walked in front of Xiaochan.

"Fathers, folks and friends in distress, I believe that everyone understands the predicament we are facing today. Malaria is like an invisible ghost, always watching us, and will pounce on us when we are a little slack. "

(End of this chapter)