Facts have proved that some people cannot afford to offend.
Although it has become normal recently for the 3,000 brigade to tease the current captain about his relationship status, and even if the training load is too heavy, some team members will clamor to take their sisters back and press them on the bed...
But, that was intra-squad training.
No matter how loud the shouting was, it was just to vent. Everyone laughed, and even Leng Han didn't care much.
If they were in front of "outsiders", Brigade Leng and them would not have such a close relationship as sisters.
Although he insists on winning, Lieutenant General Leng is actually a very shy and sensitive person.
Three thousand people were given a feast, and that night they all practiced extra training, cross-country with a heavy load on the ice—probably one and a half times more than everyone's maximum load.
Mimi Mimi asked cautiously,
"How long will you run?"
Leng Han stretched out a finger,
"Keep running."
Mimi Mimi: w(?Д?)w
Leng Han sat there arranging the fish hooks with a cold expression.
"You guys go too!"
"Ah this..."
"Um??"
"Yes, yes, go right now, we will disappear where we are..."
Four people gathered around the ice cave, with a fruit plate on the small table next to it and a large glass of sweet and sour apple cider for each person.
The green liquid is like beer, with strings of fine bubbles popping up all the time, which looks very tempting.
Leng Han introduced,
"This kind of sparkling wine tastes best if you put a pinch of sea salt in it. Let's try it."
Lin Chou looked at Leng Han,
"Do you still have this hobby?"
"Occasionally," Leng Han glanced at the long queue of more than 3,000 people in the distance, "someone takes them aboard without permission. I just want to die."
Sikong took a sip,
"Hey, this air pressure technology is quite good. Is it private brewing?"
Leng Han nodded,
"It is only supplied to some high-end banquets, so there will be no conflict of interest with the Wen family. I have never tasted apple flavor before... Well, a fish has been taken."
A palm-long red grouper with sharp spikes all over its back.
Sikong said,
"It's a great fish, be careful with the spines on its back, they are poisonous."
The little fish's round belly was swollen, and it lay in Leng Han's hand without struggling, looking very cute.
"The color is quite beautiful. Can it be used as an ornamental fish?"
Lin Chou took it, flipped the knife up and down, and quickly cleaned the scales, spines and gills. Lemon leaves and colored pepper strips were also neatly stuffed in the stomach.
"The texture of the meat is also quite beautiful."
Leng Han opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
Sikong almost laughed out loud.
The little grouper, who still had a cute face and a swollen belly, got on the delicate little grill and jumped a few times. Finally, he realized what was missing and what was added to his body.
The charcoal is what Mingguang commonly calls "golden gold" charcoal.
It is very expensive, produces almost no open flame, and does not become a little smaller when burned at the end. There is no charcoal ash. It is mild, balanced and has its own aroma.
The surface of the charcoal is plated with a particularly fine blue luster like metal, almost only a few millimeters high. This is the flame it generates.
This kind of charcoal is most suitable for grilling fish. It sears finely and slowly. The grilled fish will be tender and oily without losing moisture. Even a novice can grill the most complete and beautiful fish using it.
The little fish made a slight sizzling sound on the flame, and time slowed down.
Leng Han hung the bait on the fishhook and threw it back into the ice hole. He leaned comfortably on the recliner and turned sideways to watch Lin Chou fiddle with the only small fish on the grill.
"What's wrong?"
"No..." Leng Han curled his lips secretly, "You really like cooking."
Ling Chi leaned on another lounge chair, supported his head with one hand, and took a sip of apple wine.
"Ha, comfortable."
"It's hard for anyone who has ever been hungry not to like the kitchen. A warm kitchen is a place that can make people feel sincerely happy. When I was a child, I thought my dad was Mr. Fantastic, a superhero who could always do things in unexpected places. Bring out some hidden food, such as dried meat, dried fruits, etc..."
"Later one time I saw him cut the dried steamed buns into pieces, put them on the beams, and carefully, I realized that this old man, like me, was probably hungry when he was a child. Psychological shadow..."
Leng Han twitched the corners of his lips, feeling very interesting.
beside.
"Hey, Mr. Shu, do you think these two guys can take the next step if they continue like this?"
When Sikong said the first word, the warlock performed a little trick to isolate the sound on the other side.
He thought seriously for a few seconds,
"Well, I'm not worried about this problem. In terms of my life span, everything is, well, there is an idiom about how to use it, you know, a fleeting moment, yes, it is a fleeting moment."
Sikong was stunned for a moment.
"I...Wait a minute...Do you mean that my lifespan cannot be wasted?"
The warlock once again thought seriously for a few seconds.
"If you can't make it, you will make it impossible for yourself."
As if he thought it was too hurtful to say this, the warlock added,
"Time is just a concept. It is one of the lies that light and darkness bring to you carbon-based life. It does not actually exist, so..."
"So I don't exist either? Or in other words, I won't exist soon??"
"..."
collapsed.
I never expected that a conversation between good gay friends would break down much faster than a young couple showing off their affection.
Plastic friends!
The warlock tried to save the situation and get back to business.
"I have a medicine. Well, according to you, it will be very helpful to Lin Zi and Lieutenant General Leng."
Sikong looked at him sideways, pinched his forehead,
"The last time that person did this, he was almost discovered, and it was of no use at all, it seems?"
The Warlock Master thought about it. After all, he did not have Huang's lucky attribute, which was not enough to confuse Lieutenant General Leng's hearing and hearing.
So he sighed,
"I tried my best, I tried my best."
Next to it again.
Zhong Xiaolian leaned next to Mimi Mimi and glanced furtively at the foursome who were relaxing in the ice cave, barbecuing and drinking.
"Team Mi, I have a medicine..."
Mimi didn't react for a moment.
"Huh? What's this mess? What medicine? I think you only need medicine!"
"Huh??" Mimi suddenly jumped three feet high, overjoyed, "That kind of medicine?! Is it the kind of medicine I think of?"
"We need it now! I'm so anxious to see you! I've wanted to do this for a long time! You really dare to do it!"
"Bring it here, bring it here, don't blame everyone, we Jimeis will help the boss lady accomplish something big today!"
"Cow, how on earth did you bring it here??"
"That's not right, haven't your personal belongings been confiscated by the Leng Brigade a long time ago? They also punished you by cleaning the bathroom for three days!"
"It's a pity. Those barrels of wine look very good, especially the green sparkling wine. Is it apple-flavored? I can smell the aroma through the oak barrels. I'm so greedy."
Soon, Mimi, Mimi and others were surrounded by a large number of people, and they all heard the noise.
Zhong Xiaolian said tangledly,
"It was confiscated, that green sparkling wine..."
"I, I'm going to use it to fish and make a nest..."
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Mimi Mimi, and the crowd watching the good thing, their necks were as stiff as rusty clockwork dolls, twisting slowly and stiffly...
They all have good eyesight.
There was emerald green wine in the transparent glass, and next to it was a very delicate, patterned gray oak barrel with the inscription "Zhong Family Private Brewing" stamped on it.
"Well..."
Everyone's expressions were as frightened and desperate as if they had suddenly encountered a ghost while walking and the ghost was still eating shit, and they all moved several meters away from Zhong's little face.
Zhong Xiaolian stood alone in the middle of the crowd——
The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same. The joys and sorrows are all theirs, and I have nothing to do with the rain.
The tears in her eyes flowed down slowly, slowly, and then slowly, as if written in words on her face. Zhong Xiaolian felt that those words might be her epitaph, as short and feeble as her own life.
"Wow...I just know that the wine has been confiscated...but I really didn't know that Captain Leng would take it out to drink...Team Mi...Sister Mi...help me..."
Mimi Mimi staggered back several steps and said with a blank expression,
"who is it?"
"Who is speaking?!"
"Damn it! Did you hear anyone talking?"
