"Wife, where is Zhou Wei's family?" Sun Jingtao also noticeably sensed something was off with Apartment 3203 and asked his wife.
Ye Qing was also puzzled.
She guessed that the entire family must have followed the large ship, but the several puddles of fresh blood at the door looked quite alarming.
Su Dai's eyes darkened, "Let's go inside to pack and talk, didn't you say the people downstairs gave us only an hour?"
An hour was neither long nor short.
Everything in their house had already been packed.
Packing up was quick, but what they could take was ultimately limited; they just needed to reselect a few things.
It was just a pity about that newly built clay stove, not even used once or twice before they had to abandon it.
And those newly planted vegetables.
Su Dai planned to pack even the soil and the seeds together in plastic bags to take with them.
As for those grown hydroponically in bottles and jars, she collected them as usual.
