The villagers holding lanterns that they had seen earlier were now sitting in front of the wooden tables and chairs.
They were seated very scattered, with only one person sitting in front of each table. The white paper lantern was placed at their feet, emitting an extremely dim light, reflecting the empty feet.
At this time, the villagers' ankles looked even thinner than sticks. Their pants were slightly pulled up, revealing a piece of skin on their ankles. The skin was bluish-white and slightly loose as if it had lost its elasticity, as if it was very slightly different from normal human skin.
The current scene actually makes people feel a little weird.
One person per table might seem like a common scene in other situations, but in a village where people interact with each other and have very close relationships, it would seem unnatural if the villagers all stayed in front of their own tables, not talking to each other.
Too quiet, too aloof.
The players squatted silently in the jungle nearby, and saw some villagers holding lanterns walking from a distance.
No one greeted them, but as if they had some tacit understanding, they found a wooden table and sat down in front of it.
They sat there with their backs straight, their bodies as stiff as puppets.
The wooden tables of various styles neatly arranged together have been gradually filled up. Now there is a villager sitting in front of each table, leaving only one wooden table empty.
A few familiar faces walked out of Lao Li's house.
They also held up the same white lantern and walked out in a line.
Walking in the front is Lao Li, who is very familiar to the players. Following behind him is his wife, and walking at the end of the team is Lao Li's son.
They were wearing the same ordinary clothes they had worn when they met that day, except that they had white cloth tied around their heads and arms. They walked to the empty table at the front with expressionless faces.
The three of them sat down.
As each table welcomed its owner, another person walked out of Lao Li's house.
She was holding a huge wooden plate with several side dishes on it. Just from the number of side dishes, one could tell that it was extremely heavy. However, the person holding it was holding it very steadily, with her wrist stretched straight without even the slightest tremor.
With the help of night vision glasses, everyone could see clearly the face of the person who came out with the dishes at the end.
It’s the auntie who usually cooks for them.
This aunt doesn't talk much. She has a plump figure, seems to have a good temper, and is very strong.
Although she is a quiet person, no player has ever seen her with such a calm and blank expression without a single ripple.
In any case, she carried the dishes and delivered them to Lao Li's family first.
All the ceramic bowls and plates on the wooden plate were taken out and placed in front of the people one by one.
Those were some common dishes in tofu rice, and they should have been prepared long ago, so the food was cold at this time, without any heat at all - of course it was difficult to smell the cold food, not to mention that they were so far away, so it was normal even if they couldn't smell any fragrance.