"Husband, are you eating hot pot with helmets in the wild?"

"It's not as good as hot pot, it's just to make an iron lunch box with water in the field, get some wild vegetables and luncheon meat or something to cook, I make the best food, because I can fish, and cook it with boiled milky fish soup. ”

Yu Minglang also diverted the topic, and Balang also put away his contradictory heart, and recalled some interesting things from the year with Yu Minglang.

Xiaoqian sat with her for about ten minutes, and when she saw that the time was almost up, she used the excuse of taking the beauty home for dinner, and asked the male manager of the store to send her home, leaving space for this pair of old friends who had been separated for a long time.

Yu Minglang first chatted with Balang about the strange things of the year, obviously only a few years have passed, but it seems that half a lifetime has passed.

After talking for a while, Balang's words changed sharply, and he said with a little envy.

"One, seriously, I really envy you that you were born in a good place, and your hometown is getting stronger and stronger. ”

"You can also build your home better. ”

Balang shook his head bitterly, "It's useless, at my age I can already see that my faith has been broken, and I want to make more money now." ”

"Didn't you say that money is useless, it's all outside the body. Yu Minglang felt that Balang had changed.

"It didn't happen at the beginning, but now... Forget it, don't talk about it, drink and drink!" Balang raised his glass, Yu Minglang touched him, and the two of them drank it all.

After three rounds of drinking, he was already a little drunk, and Balang suddenly said something without a head.

"One, if one day the two of us become opposites, what do you think we will do? Will you use your thunderous means against me like when we were in the joint exercise?"

Baran figured his hand to the shape of a gun, aimed it at his temple, and thumped his mouth.

Yu Minglang patted him, "You drank too much." Drills are always drills, how can you get too deep into the drama. ”

"It's too deep into the play... Life is a drama, I can't get out for a long time, one, I really envy you, I envy you that you can stick to your faith with your own blood, where is my faith, where is it..."

Balang said while drinking, Yu Minglang knew the sorrow in his heart, but he couldn't say too much, so he could only accompany him cup by cup.

On this day, Yu Minglang came back at almost 3 o'clock, smelling of alcohol, and when he came back, he lay on the floor of the hallway, and he didn't change his shoes.

Xiao Qian came over in a nightgown, took off his shoes for him, and then tried to wake him up.

She didn't know how good Yu Minglang's alcohol was, anyway, she hadn't seen him get drunk except in his previous life, how could he drink like this today?

"Get up and go into the house and sleep. Xiao Qian wanted to help him, but saw Yu Minglang open his eyes, lying on the ground and looking at the ceiling, his eyes were not drunk and crazy, but clear.

"Love is continuous, and I want to be spotted overnight. The ambition is not paid for the three-foot sword, and the hometown is separated by thousands of mountains. ”

Xiao Qian saw that he seemed to be drunk but woke up and read the first half of such a poem, and probably guessed where his sadness came from.

The joy of seeing an old friend is worried about the current situation of an old friend, a big man can't cry unhappily like a woman, and express it when he finds someone to talk to, only to use wine to express his lyricism.

At this time, he was drunk but also sober.

Xiao Qian saw that he read such a heart-heavy poem, so she didn't bother him anymore, went into the house and hugged a thin quilt to cover him, and let him lie in the hallway and look like he was drunk.

Then I went into the kitchen to make hangover soup.

Men are very strange creatures, they have the urge to be alone every once in a while, no one knows what his heart feels during this time, whether there will be some emotions other than masculine, but this time they are so looking forward to being alone, even the one they love the most should not come to disturb their solitude and lick their wounds.

Yu Minglang saw the old man today, aroused the infinite sentimentality in his heart, and he also wanted to learn from the lonely little beast to be a little sad, but he didn't wait for him, and he just pretended to be drunk and sad for two minutes, and he heard a loud noise in the kitchen.

Oh no, his daughter-in-law went into the kitchen!

In the kitchen, although the sparkling electric pot has been unplugged, you can still feel the shocking black stain at the interface and the smell of burning wires in the air.

Yu Minglang cleaned up the pot that was fried by his daughter-in-law and a messy wall, Xiao Qian knew that she had made a mistake, and stood obediently with her hands down, with an open face to accept criticism.

"You are really..."Yu Minglang wanted to find some adjectives, but found that he was running out of words.

"Dark plum whispers flowers, lying on the branches and hates the bottom..."Xiao Qian stood obediently, and wrote a poem about her behavior just cooking the pot.

The beauty who heard the sound originally looked at the pot with a wary face as if she was facing a great enemy, and when she heard Xiao Qian's words, she turned her head in confusion.

What are you talking about?

Yu Minglang was angry with her, this little girl, if she got into trouble, she came to sell cute!

"Don't talk nonsense, where are you uneducated? Where is your IQ low? If you want to be low, I am low!"

Who made him blindly learn Wenqing sad and sad!

"Although I have messed up this matter, my original intention is good! I don't want to make you hangover soup after you drink so much... Who knows... The quality of this pot is not good! Really husband! I'll go to the store tomorrow, it's too unbelievable, such an expensive pot is so easy, it's a black-hearted profiteer!"

After Xiaoqian's self-examination, she also tried to shamefully dump the pot to the seller of electrical appliances.

However, Yu Minglang doesn't plan to let the seller of electrical appliances carry this pot!

He pointed to the wires and was heartbroken.

"Are you embarrassed to talk about the moral corruption of other people's selling electrical appliances, is it obvious that you are stupid and dexterous? Daughter-in-law, open your beautiful big eyelids and take a look, such a thin wire is not the wire of an electric pot at first glance, can you use such a thin wire for such a high-power pot? How did you learn the part of physics electricity in high school? No, daughter-in-law, withdraw quickly, I can't hold down the coffin board of your high school physics teacher!"

Xiao Qian's face was hot when he said it, there were so many lines on the wall, how did she know which one was which, she took one casually, and was damaged by him on the line~

"I warn you, don't insult my high school physics teacher! Electricity, it's obvious that the junior high school physics teacher said it! If you want to press it, press my junior high school teacher's coffin board!"

Yu Minglang was so angry with her that he reached out and pinched her nose, "You!"

With such a daughter-in-law here, what kind of Wenqing is he pretending!

Xiao Qian was happy, obediently gathered enough to hug his neck, "Listen to other people's stories and understand your own life, since the electric pot has sacrificed his life for the family, why doesn't my husband take pity on the person in front of him?"

This beauty came so suddenly, Xiaoqiang's heart was instantly burned.

His intimate daughter-in-law~