As it turns out, some people can't afford to offend.

Although it has become the norm for you to order the 3,000 Brigade to flirt with the emotional status of the active captain recently, and even if the training is too heavy, some team members are still clamoring to snatch their sisters back and press the bed...

However, it was intra-squad training.

No matter how loud the shouting is, it's just to vent, everyone laughed, and they didn't even care much about Leng Han.

If it were in front of "outsiders", the Leng Brigade and them would not be so sisterly.

The face is hard to get, and Lieutenant General Leng is actually a very shy and sensitive person.

3,000 people were hammered to their heart's content, and all of them practiced that night, and the ice surface was overweight-bearing—about 1.5 times more than everyone's weight-bearing limit.

Mimi Mimi asked cautiously,

"How long to run?"

Leng Han stretched out a finger,

"Keep running."

Mimi Mimi: w(?Д?) w

Leng Han sat there arranging the fishhook, with a cold expression,

"You go too!"

"Ahh

"Huh??"

"Yes, yes, let's go, we'll disappear in place..."

Four people gathered around the ice cave, with a fruit bowl and a large glass of sweet and sour cider each on a small table next to it.

The tender green liquor is like beer, and the strings of fine bubbles are constantly bubbling up, which looks very tempting.

Leng Han introduced,

"This sparkling wine tastes best with a pinch of sea salt, let's try it."

Lin Chou looked at Leng Han,

"You still have this hobby?"

"Occasionally," Leng Han glanced at the long line of more than 3,000 people in the distance, "someone brought it on the boat without permission, and he just wanted to die." ”

Sikong took a sip,

"Hey, this compressed gas process is pretty good, is it a private brew?"

Leng Han nodded,

"It's only for some high-end banquets, so there will be no conflict of interest with the Wen family, I haven't drunk apple-flavored ones before.... Well, there's a fish on the hook. ”

A palm-long red grouper with sharp spikes all over its back.

He said,

"Great fish, watch out for those main spines on its back, it's poisonous."

Xiaoyu's round belly was swollen and swollen, and he didn't struggle when he was lying in Leng Han's palm, very cute.

"The color is quite beautiful, you can use it as an ornamental fish, right?"

Lin Chou took it, a knife flew up and down, and soon cleaned up the scales and gills, and the stomach was delicately stuffed with lemon leaves and bell pepper strips.

"The meat is pretty good, too."

Leng Han opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Sikong almost burst out laughing.

The little grouper, who was still full of cuteness and bulging belly, jumped a few times on the delicate little grill, and finally realized that he was missing something and more.

Charcoal is commonly known as "dog's head gold" charcoal in Mingguang.

It is very expensive, it produces almost no open flames, it does not become a little smaller at the end, there is no soot, it is mild, balanced and has its own aroma.

The surface of the charcoal is coated like metal with a very delicate blue sheen, almost a few millimeters high, which is the flame it produces.

This charcoal is most suitable for grilled fish, thin, slowly searing, the grilled fish is tender and oily, without losing moisture, even novices can use it to grill the most complete and beautiful fish.

The fish made a slight sizzling sound on the flames, and time slowed down.

Leng Han hung the bait on the hook, threw it back into the ice cave, leaned comfortably on the recliner, and turned sideways to watch Lin Chou play with the only small fish on the grill.

"What's wrong?"

"No," Leng Han pouted covertly, "You really like cooking." ”

Ling Chi leaned on another recliner, supported his head with one hand, and took a sip of cider.

"Hah, comfortable."

"It's hard for people who have been hungry not to like the kitchen, a warm kitchen is a place that can make people feel heartily happy, when I was a child, I thought my dad was Mr. Wonder, a superhero, and he could always get a little hidden food in some unexpected places, such as jerky, dried fruits, etc...."

"Later, I saw him cut the sun-dried steamed buns into petals and fold them on the beams of the house, carefully, I realized that this old man, probably like me, was hungry and scared when he was a child, and he was hungry out of the psychological shadow..."

Leng Han tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking it was very interesting.

Beside.

"Hey, surnamed Shu, you said that these two goods go on like this, when can they move on to the next step?"

When the warlock said the first word, he made a little trick to isolate the sound from there.

He thought seriously for a few seconds,

"Well, I'm not worried about that, in terms of my lifespan, everything is, well, there's an idiom for how to use it, you know, it's the white horse."

Sikong Leng paused for a moment,

"I.... Wait... Do you mean that my lifespan can't pass through the gap in vain? ”

Uncle Warlock thought seriously again for a few seconds,

"If you can't get by, you won't be able to get by, you'll lose yourself."

As if to find it too hurtful to say so, the warlock added,

"Time is just a concept, one of the lies that light and darkness bring you carbon-based life, it doesn't really exist, so..."

"So I don't exist either? Or will I soon cease to exist?? ”

“.....”

Collapsed.

Unexpectedly, the conversation of good friends can collapse much faster than that of a young couple who show affection.

Plastic friends!

The warlock tried to salvage the situation and get back to business,

"I have a medicine, well, according to what you mean, it is very helpful for Lin Zi and Leng Zhongjun."

Sikong squinted at him and pinched his head,

"The last time that guy did that, he was almost discovered, and it didn't work at all, right?"

Uncle Warlock thinks about it, after all, he doesn't have the lucky attribute of someone Huang, which is not enough to confuse Lieutenant General Leng about his hearing and hearing.

So he sighed,

"I tried my best, I tried my best."

And then again.

Zhong Xiaomimi's face leaned next to Mimi Mimi, and sneakily glanced at the foursome who were enjoying the cold barbecue and drinking in the ice cave over there.

"Team Mi, I have a medicine...."

Mimi didn't react for a while,

"Clams? What mess? What medicine? I think you need medicine! ”

"Huh??" Mimi suddenly jumped three feet high, overjoyed, "That kind of medicine?!" Is it the kind of medicine I thought? ”

"It's needed right now! I'm in a hurry to see it! I've wanted to do this for a long time! You really dare you! ”

"Take it, the law doesn't blame the public, let's help the boss lady do a big thing today!"

"Cow, how did you bring it??"

"That's not right, didn't your private goods have been confiscated by the cold brigade a long time ago, and you were fined for brushing the bathroom for three days!"

"It's a pity, those barrels of wine look really good, especially the green sparkling wine, which smells like apples, right? I could smell the aroma through the oak barrels, and I was hungry. ”

Soon, a large number of people approached around Mimi Mimimi, and they all heard the movement.

Zhong Xiao's face was tangled and said,

"It's confiscated, it's that green sparkling wine..."

"I, I'm going to use it for fishing..."

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Mimi Mimi, and a good thing for the onlookers, the neck is stiff like a rusty clockwork doll, slowly, stiffly twisting past...

They all have good eyesight.

The clear glass contains an emerald green liquor, and next to it is a delicate, patterned gray oak barrel with the inscription of the Zhong family's private brew.

"Uh..."

The expressions of everyone were as if they were walking well, and suddenly bumped into a ghost and the ghost was still eating, frightened and desperate, and they all brushed away from Zhong Xiao's face a few meters away.

Zhong Xiaomian stood alone in the middle of the crowd-

The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, the excitement is theirs, and I have nothing to do with the rain.

The tears in her eyes flowed slowly, slowly, and slowly, as if they were written on her face, and Zhong Xiaomian felt that those words might be her epitaph, as short and weak as her own life.

"Wow... I only knew that the wine was confiscated... But I really didn't know if the cold team would take it out and drink it... Team Mi... Sister Mi... Help me...."

Mimi Mimi staggered back a few steps, and said with a blank face,

"Who is it?"

"Who's talking?!"

"Hell yes! Do you hear anyone talking? ”