Lao Hu was in a hurry to settle down as soon as possible, so that he could go to Tanggu, but he was really in a hurry to do so, and there were many people who were blind and messy. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Lao Yun still thought about it, and ordered Lao Liang to directly serve good food and wine in the large conference room, and everyone chatted while eating.

Lao Hu was very dissatisfied, and Lao Yun explained to him: Let the subordinates communicate with themselves, and give themselves injections to prevent many people from not accepting the final result, and just scold the leader!

Don't talk about them, the old man on the bridge returned home, opened the stall, and his wife's dumplings were already wrapped and fried.

Hu Yao took a moment and got on the table: the party is on!

The old man on the bridge immediately took a jade stick to hit it: this is the dinner table.

The old man was by the spring, put a stone bench, and pointed: Where to go!

Chen Jing went up first: Hu Yao! I'll lead the singing today!

So Chen Jing's version of "Foodie's Love Song" began.

That summer, you wore a green dress and a red jacket,

His face was as bright as the pleated meat bun.

The white snake on your arm is also laughing,

Steal a bite of bread in your hand!

What! Changing the words randomly, everyone got angry.

Chen Jing said: It's cold, I have to hibernate!

Miao San came over, and after a long time, he climbed onto the stone bench.

He said, "The cat smacks the spring water, it's so sweet!"

Hu Yao: If it had been yesterday, you wouldn't have said that! If you want to sing, hurry up, don't be a microba!

Miao San shook his body, slapped his beats, and moved all over his body full of fat.

Miao San started singing:

That winter, you wore red pants and green jackets,

The face is as bright as a pleated meat bun,

The fat cat in your arms is also meowing and laughing,

Take a bite of the bread in your hand.

Hu Yao was furious; Get down!

The two old subordinates of Tu Ye held their waists: Mom! At your weight, the one holding you as a pet must not be a female monster!

Miao San can't afford to provoke Hu Yao, but he is not afraid of the two of him: dog minions! Our family has been serving the princess from the beginning to now, and you dare to scold the princess.

The picture had to come out and intercede with his subordinates: Miao San's little father-in-law! Don't give them general knowledge, I'll go back and clean them up, these dog things, slaves are the patent of our internal supervisors and emperor's ministers, calling these dog things is too elevating them.

What!

All four dogs are gone!

Miao San hurriedly jumped down and hid.

Tu was also stunned for a moment: Ah! I also said the wrong thing, I will make amends to you, uncle, give each of the four a big meat bun, I will treat you.

Hu Yao jumped up.

Xiao Hei looked at him: You can't sing and hug a fox, do you?

Hu Yao was triumphant: Auntie likes to hold me!

Daiyu: Yes! I've got to be honest, Auntie loves scarves!

Hu Yao was furious: Then you come up and sing!

Daiyu is honest: I don't lead the singing anymore, no one can move me!

Hu Yaoqi snorted: It's all foolishness! Line up!

Everyone hurried to line up.

Haha, there are a lot of people today.

Croak! Everyone high-fived, and Hu Yao led the singing. With the singing, the body twisted, and everyone danced.

"The Love Song of Foodies", the author of the big fat sofa.

Hu Yao:

That winter, you wore green pants and a red jacket.

The face is bright like a meat bun with pleats!

The puppies in your arms are whining and laughing,

Steal a bite of bread in your hand.

Xiao Hei jumped on the stone bench, and the fox and puppies huddled together, first to the left, and then back to the dance.

In the rhythm of ventriloquist drums, the crowd and:

Pancake! Fritters!

Steamed bread! Fried dumplings!

Blackie:

Never forget the moment of the past,

The face in front of me is as red as oil and pepper!

Until a long time, I didn't know that you didn't love me,

At that time, you actually had a fever!

Zhonghe;

Pancake! Fritters!

Steamed bread! Fried dumplings!

Hu Yao:

Time is like the sharp knife that debones,

But I can't scrape the lingering thoughts of you.

Except for the true love between heaven and earth,

Wasters of food will not be spared!

Zhonghe:

Pancake! Fritters!

On the bridge! Fried dumplings!

Taijiu shook his head and danced with the team, Taishang forgot his feelings, and the characters of heaven and earth all turned into nothingness.

In a moment, the silence broke: Three Elders! It's time to send something to eat!