The end of the natural disaster: I took my family to grab hundreds of billions of supplies

Jiang Mi walked around the base and found that almost nothing happened to him.

Now everyone is preparing for the New Year, and everything in this area is basically taken care of by her parents. My brother has also been roped in to be a strong man. The manpower is completely sufficient. Even if she wants to help sometimes, there is no one. Let her take action and drive her away with a smile.

In the end, Jiang Mi could only sit next to Jiang Xuyuan and wait for those people to report the program schedule to her. She could just nod or veto.

"Our base really has... a lot of talented people."

Jiang Mi held the program list in his hand and looked back and forth several times, his expression a little confused.

Jiang Xuzhou chuckled and pinched the bridge of his nose. There was a hint of fatigue in his brows, but it was quickly wiped away.

"Everyone is very enthusiastic about the performance." He said with a smile.

Jiang Mi's mouth twitched slightly when he saw that he had five programs on the program list, especially since he actually had an opera program among them!

"You can sing?" she asked curiously, "I've never heard of it before."

Although Jiang Xuyuan had one or two songs that were inspired by opera, and everyone praised them, they seemed to have never heard that he could sing opera.

Jiang Xuyuan nodded, "I know a little bit. I studied with Zhang Minsheng, the master of Henan opera, for a while when I was young."

He said it so casually that Jiang Mi didn't take it to heart, but the opera he was playing on the program was Huangmei Opera. "Can you sing this Huangmei Opera?"

"I will try my best to act well." Jiang Xuyuan smiled softly.

Jiang Mi didn't ask any more questions after hearing this. In the past two days, she often saw him giving instructions to the performers of this opera show, singing lyrics, etc. Everyone seemed to be quite convinced by him.

"There are less than thirty people in our base, and now the program list has been directly ranked to thirty-five. This is the rhythm of keeping up with the New Year." Jiang Mi looked at the two-page program list and clicked his tongue.

Jiang Xuyuan looked at her and chuckled: "What about you, do you want to perform a show?"

When everyone arranged the program, they deliberately ignored Jiang Mi and Jiang Xun. The main reason was that everyone subconsciously agreed that the two were the leaders of the base. There was no reason to let the big leaders come on stage to perform for them. Therefore, until now Jiang Mi and Jiang Xun No one asked them if they wanted to perform a show.

Jiang Mi thought for a while and smiled: "It doesn't seem impossible, but I don't know much, does hot dancing count?"

After saying that, I felt a little inappropriate. There are really only a few young people in the base now, most of them are in their forties or fifties. As a young girl in her twenties, she performed a hot dance for a group of uncles. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that something was wrong. A little strange.

The more he thought about that scene, the more Jiang Mi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Forget it, forget about dancing, I'll perform a chorus with my brother."

Jiang Xuyuan couldn't help but laugh, "Have you decided what to sing? How about it's the finale?"

Jiang Mi shrugged, "What else can I sing? I'll unforgettable tonight. I don't think anyone has performed this song yet. It's a must-have item during the Spring Festival every year."

Speaking of this, Jiang Mi thought of something and sighed: "But in previous years, we would set off fireworks and so on. This year is special. We can't set off fireworks and firecrackers. Let's just have a lively atmosphere in the hotel."

Fireworks and firecrackers have to be set off at night to be beautiful, and according to customs and traditions, they have to start at twelve o'clock at night. This time period is too sensitive for now. Even if I often patrol the surrounding area, there is no guarantee that there will not be some hidden dangers. It is also simpler. For everyone's safety.

Isn't the purpose of holding a New Year's Eve party just to be lively and happy? Don't let anything happen that ruins everyone's fun.

"That's enough." Jiang Xuyuan's gaze fell into the distance and he murmured softly in an empty voice. Jiang Mi looked at him like this and didn't ask any questions. The glass door of the conference room reflected several people standing at the door. They must have something to ask Jiang Xuyuan. She stood up and smiled and said, "Okay, that's it. I'll sing with my brother." This night will be unforgettable, please continue to work, thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Xuyuan is not from Shuguang Base. No matter what kind of person he is or whether he has other thoughts, at least he is working seriously for the base now, so she deserves to say thank you.

Jiang Xuyuan nodded and smiled, "It's just a professional counterpart, it's a trivial matter. I haven't had a lively New Year in a long time."

"Then you're busy." Jiang Mi smiled, waved his hand, stood up and left.

People at the door greeted her one after another when they saw her. Some people asked curiously: "Ms. Jiang, do you have a show?"

Jiang Mi looked at the person who asked the question, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What do you think?"

After saying that, he left without caring about the curious look of those people.

When she found Jiang Xun, he was being dragged by his parents to post couplets at the door of the hotel. There were six doors in the hotel, and there was a revolving glass door in the middle. However, most of those glass doors were broken, and only the outermost ones remained. Even so, There are also some scratches and cracks on it, which really doesn’t look good.

When Jiang's father thought about it, he simply smashed them all, leaving only the door frame. Anyway, there was no difference between having those two or not.

Big guys rarely stay in the lobby on the first floor.

The couplets were all handwritten by Mr. Zhang. The old man's calligraphy was very good and he wrote a lot. Jiang Xun was dragged to paste the couplets on the place where they were to be pasted, along with the word "福".

Jiang Mi stood at the door of the hotel and looked at Jiang Xun who was putting up a banner on the scaffolding. He said loudly: "Brother, I signed up for a program for us two."

Jiang Xun didn't respond, but Jiang's mother came over enthusiastically, "You want to perform a show with your brother? What kind of show?"

Mother Jiang adapted quickly to the base, and she looked a bit younger than when she first woke up.

"My brother probably wouldn't agree to the singing show or other performances." Jiang Mi smiled.

"Okay, okay, you can also sing." Mother Jiang clapped her hands, "Do you think your dad and I should also perform in a show?"

Jiang's father listened and waved his hands quickly, "If you want to perform, you can perform by yourself, I won't go!"

"Everyone is performing, why don't you? Look, our son and daughter can do it, but you are the only one who can do something special. How can you be so arrogant!" Jiang's mother caught Jiang's father and babbled.

Jiang Mi looked at the two of them with a smile. Although they were noisy, it felt really good to have their relatives around.

Taking advantage of his mother's full power against his father, Jiang Mi sneaked away quickly.

Otherwise, when my mother thinks of her later, it will definitely bring disaster to Chiyu. As for my brother, he should be happy for himself.

Jiang Mi walked around the kitchen again. Now the base's chefs have stabilized at two people. One is Xing Shaoan and the other is a middle-aged researcher in his forties. His surname is Meng. Everyone calls him Meng Gong. He cooks Sichuan cuisine. Everyone praised it. According to him, it was because his wife's cooking was too unpalatable, so he thought about it on his own. Unexpectedly, it gradually became the mainstay of the family's kitchen.

Usually Xing Shaoan and Meng Gong cook together, but they can't do so much, so they hired four more helpers, all of whom can cook a little but are not good at it. Under the guidance of Xing Shaoan and Meng Gong, they are all doing it now. It's in shape.