"Humph, brother, you take yourself too seriously! Cook for you? Haha, who do you think you are? Do I know you very well?" Wang Qiang said sarcastically without any politeness. He is full of ideas, and he thinks clearly that the man has nothing now, so he has the rice and food to take the initiative.
The corner of his mouth twitched, and the big man glanced at Wang Qiang with a sideways eyebrow. His thick eyebrows suddenly stood up straight: "What's wrong, kid? You've made me homeless. Shouldn't I eat your meal now?"
Hearing the bullshit theory of the other party, Wang Qiang became even more angry: "Huh! How dare you say that! If you had opened the door for us earlier, would you have ended up like this! Haha, you know this What's it called? This is called retribution, God can't stand it if you don't save me until you die!"
The last sentence of "retribution" was like stepping on the tiger's tail. The big man slapped his palm on the wooden table, causing the two porcelain bowls to jostle together and make a crisp "bang" sound.
"You bastard! Keep your fucking mouth clean for me! What do you mean we won't save you until we die? NMD, if you hadn't recruited those beasts, would I be trapped here and die now?"
The big man showed no sign of weakness when facing the awnings of the needle, and stared at Wang Qiang with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes.
The atmosphere in the hut instantly dropped to freezing point, and Tang Xiaoquan's heart became twisted.
"What are you doing! What do you want? Isn't it chaotic enough? If you really want to fight, open the door and go out to fight. I promise not to stop you!"
Sometimes the best way to deal with two hot-tempered people is to make you hotter than them.
At this time, Tang Xiaoquan was undoubtedly driven crazy by the two guys in front of him who didn't know the importance of the situation. He stood between them like a shrew, pointing constantly with his big hands.
Not to mention, his hysterical behavior really shocked these two people who were fighting against each other.
Wang Qiang stood blankly, and the big man looked on stupidly, all his eyes focused on Tang Xiaoquan.
Seeing that his scolding had an effect, Tang Xiaoquan did not dare to delay and continued quickly: "You two, I ask you to make it clear that your enemy is not the other party, but the beasts outside! I hope you can put aside your dispute for the time being. , at least in this room, at least when we stay together, you can unite a little bit. Otherwise we will really be trapped and die here!"
There is no scolding; no reprimand; only simple truths, but it is often this simple and easy-to-understand truth that is the most convincing.
The big man looked at Tang Xiaoquan without saying a word for two seconds, then bowed his head and retreated to his seat.
Wang Qiang, who had no target to attack, naturally had no choice but to give up.
Then, the room fell into dead silence again.
"Alas," he sighed helplessly. Sometimes Tang Xiaoquan really didn't want to pay attention to the endless childish fight between the two.
But he doesn't know when, but his subconscious has put the life and death of this team on his shoulders.
This is probably the so-called "sense of mission"!
Looking at the two people who were silent, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't judge how effective his words just now would be.
But one thing is for sure, it seems that he has to cook this meal now.
Leaning over to the rice bag, Tang Xiaoquan bowed slightly and reached out to grab the rice bag. However, just as his palm was about to touch the bag, a big hand caught his wrist.
"I said! I'll cook the food!" Without any unnecessary nonsense, Wang Qiang grabbed the rice bag on the ground as if he was trying to steal his wife, then wiped his butt twice and walked towards the kitchen.
"Alas~" He sighed again. Needless to say, based on his understanding of his brother over the years, Tang Xiaoquan could basically conclude that the latter was unhappy with him.
But he was unhappy, and as long as he could continue to maintain this kind of apparent peace with the man, then what's the point of him being a villain a few more times?
Reaching out to Huang Yaru, Tang Xiaoquan whispered a few words to her in a low voice. The general content was about issues such as how many bowls of rice to cook.
After all, he didn't want Wang Qiang to cook all the rice out of anger later. They had no chance to go out on another adventure now, so the rice on hand would become the basis for their survival in the next few days.
In addition, he also specially told Huang Yaru to persuade Wang Qiang to cook the rice for the uncle and nephew, because in many cases, small favors may be able to earn the gratitude of others.
Furthermore, at this critical moment, even if you don't give the other party food, it doesn't mean that the other party won't use their brains. After all, there is a saying that dogs will jump over the wall when they are anxious. Tang Xiaoquan doesn't want to see their dog. The team ended up ruining their meal.
Watching Huang Yaru leave, Tang Xiaoquan suddenly felt that this woman was not as useless as he imagined. At least at this moment, he had to admit that the latter was more useful than her.
Because only the latter can convince the furious Wang Qiang at this time.
Time passed quickly while Tang Xiaoquan was thinking so wildly. When Wang Qiang appeared in the living room again, he already had a pot of steaming rice in his hand, filled with the aroma of rice.
As the saying goes, people are like rice and steel. There is nothing more satisfying than having a full meal after a tiring day.
When the hot pot was served, everyone's eyes moved towards it.
Achengwu swallowed his saliva and prayed that he would have his share of the pot of rice.
Huang Yaru handed over the rice spoon immediately, and Wang Qiang, who took it, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the big man sitting next to him, with disdain in his eyes.
The rice was divided into three portions. One portion was placed in a porcelain bowl and handed to Huang Yaru's hand, while the other portion was handed to the big man.
"Now, take it!" Wang Qiang whispered with some reluctance.
Slightly startled, the big man hesitated for a few seconds. It was obvious that he didn't realize that the words just now were meant for him.
But after the delicious food and his growling stomach finally made him give up his poor self-esteem, and the man raised his head.
"Hey, you were the one who was clamoring for food. Now I'll give it to you, and you..."
"Qiangzi!" Huang Yaru frowned and shook her head.
Not to mention, after Wang Qiang heard this, he immediately stopped talking, and then walked towards Tang Xiaoquan with the rice pot in hand.
Seeing his brother's shriveled appearance, Tang Xiaoquan felt a little responsible.
There is no doubt that his judgment is correct again. Huang Yaru can indeed restrain Wang Qiang's temper, and her presence can also well mediate the increasingly serious confrontation.
But in the long run, this is a hidden danger. At least so far, in Tang Xiaoquan's eyes, Huang Yaru is still an unstable security factor.
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