Even Wang Kunjun himself couldn't believe that he, a guy with no conscience, actually had a day when his eyes were red. Wang Xiaobei has never felt that he is a sentimental person, on the contrary, what he is best at is putting on sacks, knocking stuffy sticks, and making things worse when he falls into the well. But today, for some reason, after listening to Li Yundao's words, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. At this moment, he seemed to understand a little why his mother and aunt insisted on taking this cousin, who had been exiled for more than 20 years, back to Běi Jing.

A whole cup of two pots was drunk in one go, and the hot and spicy taste began to spread throughout the body from the stomach. Wang Xiaobei has drunk most of the good wine, but he has never had such a spicy and comfortable feeling.

Shi Yinhu was born in the Military Academy, and he drank a lot of alcohol, Han Tao was also born in the military, plus he had practiced a good amount of alcohol in the entertainment dinner over the years, and Li Yundao, Wang Xiaobei and Fei Baobao were threaded in the process, and before five o'clock in the morning, they had already drunk a whole box of two pots.

"Old Xiao, another box!"

The red-faced Chief Shi personally gave the order, how could the cook Lao Xiao not agree? Immediately beckoned Xiaolong to join him, rushed to the van parked on the side of the road and came out with ten boxes of Erguotou, "Chief, I don't have many dishes here, but Erguotou is definitely full." ”

"Come, sit down too!"

Lao Xiao squirmed like a girl: "Chief, I'm going to sit down, everyone should be hungry......" Lao Xiao pointed to a few home-cooked dishes on the table that can be eaten for ten tenths in terms of portion size and appearance.

"Let Xiaolong go on top, you, the master, too **, you have to learn to let go......" Li Yundao smiled and glanced at the lean Xiaolong.

The little bastard, who had been suffering from not having the opportunity to be in charge alone, immediately understood, and said with his head held high: "Old man...... Master, promise to complete the task. ”

"You......" Lao Xiao was helpless, and slapped the back of Xiaolong's head with a smile, "The action was numb, don't be ashamed......"

Lao Xiao sat down nervously, Xiaolong added a pair of dishes and chopsticks, Shi Yinhu personally helped Lao Xiao pour a whole cup, and poured himself full: "Old squad leader, I respect you!"

Lao Xiao hurriedly stood up and smirked: "It's better for me to respect the chief." ”

Shi Yinhu and Lao Xiao are both cheerful people, and they raised their heads and drank them all, which attracted a lot of soldiers to applaud. Those who serve as soldiers are all rectums, and whoever has great ability will serve whomever they want, and the same is true for drinking, and everyone who drinks well will naturally admire it. Commander Shi is well-known in the army for his good drinking, and he never brings a lawsuit when he drinks liquor, he drinks whenever he wants, and rarely talks nonsense. Although Lao Xiao was only a cooking squad leader when he was a soldier, he was also the cooking squad leader of the Feilong Special Forces, and he didn't pull down anything in shooting and fighting, and the amount of alcohol he practiced with a large porcelain jar was terrifying, so he didn't change his face after a glass.

With the addition of Lao Xiao, the atmosphere in the red house was pushed again. The great Bodhisattva of the Cai family spent six years in the barracks, and had already followed a group of "Siberian Tigers" to practice a large number of thousands of cups of not drunk, although Cai Taoyao did not drink after retiring from the army, but the amount of alcohol did not decline at all, several glasses of white wine into the stomach, not drunk, but the cheeks of the goddess Cai freed up two beautiful red clouds, which set off the noble and inviolable temperament of the great Bodhisattva.

In contrast, Ruan Crazy Girl is inferior in drinking, at the beginning, Crazy Girl followed Cai Bodhisattva to mess around, toasted with a big mouthful, a few glasses into her stomach, Crazy Girl was drunk and hazy, everyone at the table was pulled by her to have a drink, and finally simply hummed the song that Li Da Diaomin sang and lay on his lap, and suddenly raised his head and his eyes were confused: "Li Yundao, is it okay to go to the United States with me to get married?"

Li Da Diaomin almost squirted out all the liquor in his mouth, but he simply pretended that he hadn't heard anything, and looked at the Cai family Bodhisattva with a smile on his face with a wry smile: "Crazy girl drank too much." ”

Cai Taoyao took a sip of the fifty-six-degree second pot head, and said softly: "If the wine is not drunk, everyone will get drunk......

Comrade Xiaolong finally lived up to expectations and took over the baton of Lao Xiao, a person was busy on the edge of the stove, washing vegetables, stir-frying vegetables and cutting vegetables by one person, the movements were swift and fast, not long, and there were a few more dishes with the same color and fragrance on the table, just old and white into the stomach, applauded and called, and the squad leader of the soldier who drank high shouted that he wanted to take Comrade Xiaolong to join the glorious Chinese People's Liberation Army # release army, and the head of Shi waved his hand: Yes. This time, it was Lao Xiao's turn to look at Comrade Chief with a sad face, and the chief said Lao Xiao, for the revolutionary cause of the Republic, the ancestors threw their heads and spilled blood, and we, as the old cooking squad leader, can't retreat. Lao quietly said with a bitter face that what the chief said was that he turned his head and gave Comrade Xiaolong a violent shudder, and the little bastard was not happy to thank the chief.

The little bastard had a lean upper body, and his bitter expression was the same as Lao Xiao's, and he hesitated for a long time before he said, "Chief, I don't want to be a soldier!"

Commander Shi threw away his wine glass: "What's the matter, look down on the soldiers?" Chief Shi, who had drunk high, began to reveal the gangsterism of the Shi Xuan in the compound of the Beijing Military Region.

Xiaolong showed an expression of eyebrows and nose that was about to squeeze away: "How dare you? I just don't think I'm suitable to be a soldier." ”

Lao Xiao gave him a fan on the back of his head: "What are you talking about, the chief takes a fancy to you, that's your blessing......" Although Lao Xiao is reluctant to give up this apprentice, every soldier will have a fire in his heart, whether he is discharged or not.

Xiaolong rubbed his head and began to lose his temper again: "Old bastard, if you do it again, Lao Tzu will strike tomorrow!" He didn't say right away, because the little bastard saw the submachine gun that the soldier put in his hand, in case one of them was unhappy and came up to give him a shuttle, what should he do?

Shi Yinhu was interested, but he was not angry, he sat there with a big sword, looked at Xiaolong, and said curiously: "Then what do you think you are suitable for?"

"I think I'm suitable for cooking, I like to hold a shovel and spoon, I like to cook for people, I see you eating happily, I'm happy!"

"That's easy to do, just like your master, after the recruit company, you will go to the cooking class, well done, I will let you be the squad leader!"

Xiaolong scratched his head, always listening to the old bastard brag about how many subordinates he was in charge of when he was the squad leader, what a bullshit scenery, and when he heard that the tall and big chief in front of him also let him be the leader of the cooking squad, this little bastard immediately hesitated, and after a long time, he squeaked: "You won't lie to me, right?"

"The three words of Shi Yinhu, who lied to you, will be written backwards from now on!"

Xiaolong nodded reluctantly: "Okay then." ”

Before the words fell, the little bastard was abducted by the squad leaders behind him, joking, he is the future leader of the cooking squad, and whether our food is good or not in the future is still a matter of no one else's eyes.