It felt like the last supper, the atmosphere was exceptionally solemn.
"What's with everyone? Things will get better, as long as we persist, we will get through this."
Father Lin looked at everyone's grim faces, he slapped the table, raising a cup of wine and standing up.
He refused to believe that the heavens would be so cruel as to push them all to a dead end.
If they ran out of food, they could catch fish, if they got bitten by rats, they could exterminate the rats while seeking treatment.
There would always be a way to survive!
"Father is right! We shouldn't be terrified! There will always be a way out!"
Lin Ercheng stood up in agreement.
His little daughter was only a month old, he was willing to risk his life to protect her and her mother.
"Yes! We will always find a solution!"
Suddenly, a wave of positive energy washed over the people at the dining table. Shen Zhiyu and the other children also started to cheer up.