"Kumisari, Boss!" (What do you want to do, Boss!)

"Boss, what are you doing with my grandson?"

A strong taste of Lingyun City dialect came out of Rhubarb's mouth, and the big sage was even more bizarre, as if it made people go back to the time when they turned on the TV during the summer vacation every summer, and directly had a strong 86 version of Journey to the West Sun Monkey flavor.

Zhang Yang was a little speechless for a while, and looked at the two little guys with a confused expression, but he was more concerned about why this guy Rhubarb spoke the Lingyun City dialect.

"No, Rhubarb, what did you say about Lingyun?"

Rhubarb raised its dog's head, curious to see Zhang Yang.

"Boss, can you understand we?" (zua, we me)

"That's it, the boss can actually understand what my grandson said?"

A person and two pets began to have perhaps the first real barrier-free communication between humans and animals in this world, and of course parrots were removed.

Of course, Zhang Yang also understood why this guy Rhubarb knew the dialect of Lingyun City, the capital city of Northwest Province, the previous owner of this guy was an authentic Lingyun City, and naturally learned this dialect full of mouths, fortunately, Zhang Yang had been in that place for several years and could barely understand it.

As for the great sage, he just watched the TV series and always heard people talk about the story of Sun Monkey in Huaguo Mountain at that time, and he admired this fictional ancestor very much, so that he spoke in the same way.

The two little guys were naturally very happy that the boss suddenly understood what they said, and they talked endlessly with Zhang Yang and went straight to the mountains until two or three o'clock in the morning, and finally couldn't bear the drowsiness and went to sleep in their nests.

Zhang Yang couldn't bear the drowsiness and went back to bed and fell asleep, but he got up from the bed early the next morning, found a big pot, and started to get busy with a large pot of noodles, and even stewed yesterday's big rooster into a pot of soup in the pressure cooker.

The day dawned, but it was still dark outside, the rain was repeated, the wind was howling, the mountain was still a vast ocean, and the villagers who were sleeping in their clothes in the teaching building opened their eyes one after another, standing in front of the teaching building and looking at the continuous rainstorm outside, as well as the destroyed homes.

A group of people naturally found that the RV originally parked in the playground appeared in front of the teaching building, and smelled a strong porridge and meat aroma from the open window, and couldn't help swallowing saliva one by one.

Suddenly smelling the smell of this rice, naturally I couldn't help it, and looked at the RV with expectant eyes, but no one took the initiative to come forward to ask, people had already saved their lives, and it was really a bit unreasonable to eat in the past, and they really couldn't imagine how much food there would be in this car.

After more than an hour of busyness, when Zhang Yang was about to finish cooking several large pots of breakfast, the door of his original bedroom was opened from the inside, and then He Xiaoman, whose hair was messy and his clothes were full of wrinkles, walked out of it rubbing his eyes.

The first thing he did when he woke up in the morning, He Xiaoman naturally touched the clothes on his body, and finally confirmed that he was only missing a coat and a pair of shoes, and then he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he smelled the thick sour smell on his body.

But at the same time, he also heard the tinkling sound outside, and there was a strong fragrance, which made her stomach 'gurgling' after vomiting last night.

"Morning!"

Zhang Yang, who had just turned off the fire and was about to call the villagers to come over to carry the meal, heard the movement around him, turned his head, and saw He Xiaoman, who was in a mess, and couldn't help but smile when he remembered what happened last night.

"Get up, good morning, go take a shower and change your clothes, you vomited me last night, haha, the great sage doesn't dare to stay in the car anymore!"

He Xiaoman nodded awkwardly, quickly turned around and closed the curtain and ran to the shower to take a bath, this time her bathing time was extended to half an hour compared to more than 10 minutes before, and finally walked out of the shower room comfortably.

But after she came out, she found that she seemed to be only wrapped in a bath towel, as if she hadn't taken it from her clothes, so she had to shout outside through the curtain.

"Zhang Yang, can you help me get a change of clothes? ”

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Zhang Yang, who was about to go to the door of the car to shout again, had to stop his steps, returned to the small bedroom on the roof of the car, and removed the set of clothes that were neatly stacked at the head of the bed, and of course a set of underwear that embarrassed him.

After descending the ladder, he quickly called the Great Sage over.

"Great Sage, come, help me get my clothes over. ”

"Okay, my grandson is here!"

In the driver's seat, he and Rhubarb watched the rainstorm outside, and happily responded and ran over, and after taking the clothes from Zhang Yang's hand, it shouted again, "My grandson is going!" and ran towards the bedroom.

Of course, when this sentence heard He Xiaoman's ears, it became "squeaky ~~~~~"

When Zhang Yang went to the side door to call someone, the sound of rhubarb's complaint came from the side.

"Boss, what are you doing, come to the door with beautiful beauties, you feel wooden?"

Zhang Yang turned his head and glared at Rhubarb speechlessly.

"I shouldn't have learned to understand your words, all of them are chatterbox, what's wrong with being beautiful, I can't just go on when I see a beautiful woman, and also, speak Mandarin in the future!"

Naturally, he whispered this to Rhubarb, and after receiving Rhubarb's reluctance to respond, he shouted at the door of the car towards the teaching building.

"Village chief, call a few young people over and carry the food for everyone!"

After finishing speaking, he took a few sets of unopened raincoats and threw them directly down a short distance, and was picked up by the village chief standing there.

"Okay, thank you, little brother, a few of you come here, put on your raincoat and carry the meal!"

The village chief shouted at the few young people standing in the corridor with a look of surprise, and at the same time his heart was full of gratitude, anyone can put the icing on the cake, and not everyone can do it.

The young man in front of him not only saved the whole village, but even cooked for them, not only him, but all the villagers who heard Zhang Yang's shout were grateful.

Soon a few young men in raincoats got into the RV and carried Zhang Yang's pot of porridge, a pot of chicken soup, and a large pot of steamed buns, and finally Zhang Yang was afraid that the villagers would not have enough to eat, so he carried two boxes of instant noodles and followed behind, and behind him was naturally He Xiaoman who was carrying a bowl and chopsticks.

After she came out of the shower, she simply listened to Zhang Yang talk about the situation last night, and she didn't expect that such a big thing would happen just after she was drunk and fell asleep.

The dishes and chopsticks are naturally not enough, but there is no way, so everyone can only change them, but fortunately, the steamed buns or something can be eaten with their hands first.

In a classroom on the first floor of the teaching building, two large iron buckets are exuding heat and an attractive fragrance at this time, and the village chief next to him is organizing the villagers to come and take steamed buns from the large basin.

"Let's take the steamed buns first, there are only a dozen bowls, let the old people and children come over to drink porridge and soup first, and the others will hold on first, and then we will change them!"

Naturally, the villagers will not have different opinions, and after the disaster, they can get up in the morning and eat a hot meal to dispel the cold, there is nothing better than just waiting for a while.

The meat of a large rooster was torn into many small pieces and thrown into the large bucket of chicken soup, and at the same time, two boxes of instant noodles were thrown directly into it, and soon a large bucket of instant noodles with rich aroma was out of the pot.

Everyone in this classroom has never felt that instant noodles are so delicious, rice porridge is so tempting, and even a steamed bun they are cautious, for fear of falling a steamed bun dregs.

More than 100 people, coming and going for more than an hour, ended this breakfast, and then two large barrels and a large basin naturally bottomed out.

It was about 10 o'clock when Zhang Yang called the village chief to the corridor outside the classroom.