Chapter 149: A Treat

"Do they train as hard as we do?" Feng Conghu shouted injustice, "Not only do we have to train like them, but we also have to complete the old man's meal!" ā€

"Give me less Ligeren, this small stove is not less to eat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Xiao Chubei pierced him, "and said that he was more bitter than them." ā€

"Poor and rich, the ancients did not deceive me!" Feng Conghu crossed his hands and hugged his head and said, "According to the way the two of us eat, tsk...... You have to eat poor. ā€

The spy company won the live-fire shooting competition, and came back with a big fat pig, as if parade through the street, singing:

The east wind blows the drums of war

Who is afraid of whom in the world now?

It's not that the people are afraid of US imperialism

It is that US imperialism is afraid of the people

There is much help for the righteous and little help for the unjust

The laws of history are irresistible

US imperialism is bound to perish

The people of the whole world will win

"What's the spirit? Do you use gongs and drums? I wish the whole group knew. Tang Jiefang slammed the window shut, and angrily cut off the noise outside, "Isn't it just a big fat pig?" It's like I've never eaten pork. He punched his desk and said, "If only I had two more rings." ā€

"Okay, what's the use of saying this now, the results have come out. To lose is to lose. Zhuang Chenggang clenched his fists and said, revealing his inner unwillingness, "Instead of complaining, let's step up our training, and it would be good to win it back next time." ā€

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Xiao Chubei happily expressed his joy in a letter to Hua Junyao, the domestic pig is fragrant to eat, the wild boar smell is unpleasant, the meat is rough, and the chewing of beef is not the same thing at all, the more you chew, the drier it is, just like eating coarse rice. Whether the wild boar is good or not depends on the chef's skill.

With the cooking skills of the cooking class, it is difficult for them to make any delicious food.

The letter said that when he killed the pig, he would bring the braised pork and pork ribs to Hua Junyao as a guest, so that she must come!

At dusk, the setting sun dyes the sky red, and the colorful glow is reflected in the lush forest, and the slight spots of light shining on the leaves appear between the leaves. The breeze blows, and the leaves dance in the wind, casting shadows the size of a copper coin on the ground.

"I'm not too late!" Hua Junyao jumped in front of them with a few jumps on the cobblestones.

Feng Youhu, who had just poked out half of his body from the pool, immediately shrank into the water, "Chu Bei, you're too boring!" Sister Yao didn't say a word when she came. ā€

In fact, Feng Conghu is wearing clothes, which should be regarded as a ***** figure is quite good! Coupled with pure eyes, it can really fascinate people.

She actually didn't care much about this, but she was uncomfortable. In line with the needs of the times, she immediately turned away.

Xiao Chubei blinked innocently and said, "I've said it all, hurry up and change your clothes." It's because you think it's too hot, and you want to swim a little longer. ā€

Feng Conghu was stunned when he heard this, and then raised his forehead and said, "Forget it, I care about you, only I am the one who is angry." ā€

Seeing Hua Junyao turn around, Feng Conghu immediately took dry clothes, hid behind a big rock, and changed his clothes and came out.

"Sister Yao, why did you come here today?" Feng Conghu asked curiously, "Turn around!" ā€

Hua Junyao turned around and sat on the smooth cobblestones, looking at the two of them in white shirts and military pants, with soft facial expressions, less of the toughness and perseverance of a military uniform, and more chic and casual.

While Hua Junyao was observing the two of them, the two of them invariably looked at Hua Junyao's same white shirt, the neckline was slightly open, revealing delicate collarbones and indigo labor pants. The twist braid hangs down on the chest, and a beautiful straw hat, simple and elegant but not losing the style.

The labor cloth made Hua Junyao feel like jeans, but it was not tight, and her father was shocked at home, and she didn't dare to get fat.

Now the pants made for the women in the family are still side-open, and the pants with the front opening are the patents of the old man.

"Here you go, eat it while it's hot." Xiao Chubei took out his big tea jar, "It's still hot?" ā€

Hua Junyao took the teapot he handed over, opened the lid, and the rich aroma of meat wafted out, this is the braised pork and pork ribs in his letter.

Twisted a piece and put it in his mouth, "Hmm! Fat and thin, sweet and soft, melt in the mouth. The level of the chef is good, nice. Hua Junyao licked her finger and said.

Feng Conghu looked at her bright red lips, and turned his face away in embarrassment, Xiao Chubei was no better, clenched his fists and coughed lightly, "Where, it's the seasoning you gave is good, and by the way, there is honey, otherwise how can the color be so beautiful." When the words fell, Xiao Chubei realized what he said and covered his mouth.

With a dry laugh, he explained, "Hehe...... Do big men drink any honey water? Girly. So the cooking class sits on braised pork, and I ......"

Xiao Chubei raised his eyes and looked at the smile raised at the corner of her eyebrows, the sunset sprinkled on her delicate face, the smile seemed to be thicker, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and then her mind was calm.

Hua Junyao's eyes widened, and she said idly, "Carry forward the style and contribute." ā€

"Huh...... Hehe......" Xiao Chubei smiled and said, "It's delicious!" Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold. ā€

"This is the big fat pig we won in the shooting competition." Xiao Chubei said with a smile on his eyebrows.

"What do I say? I was reluctant to eat it, so it was for Sister Yao. The wind swirled back and forth from the eyes of the thief to the tiger.

"We always eat Yaoyao's grilled fish and chicken, how embarrassed are you." Xiao Chubei said angrily.

The wind from the tiger choked on the old man didn't catch his breath for a long time, "Gotcha!" This time it's me who is wrong. He said excitedly, "This time we won the target shooting competition!" Sister Yao, you don't know, Chu Bei hit a string of sugar gourds, I really thought I lost. ā€

"I know, I see it." Hua Junyao raised her eyebrows and smiled, her eyes were as bright as stars.

"You see it." Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, "Why didn't I see you." ā€

"I'm on the hill, you guys are shooting with all your might, it's normal not to see me." The corners of Hua Junyao's mouth curled slightly.

"Do you think there is any substance to this kind of competition?" Hua Junyao's simple and clear black eyes shine through people's hearts, "The enemy on the battlefield can stand there stupidly as a target!" There is no day or night to fight, but what if it is night? Let's just talk about this gun! I can't do it in bursts. ā€

"Uh......" The two of them were stuck, and they were originally happy, but they were poured cold by her basin of cold water.

Xiao Chubei thought for a while and said, "I know that our game is like a sports team. "The game should be regarded as a battlefield full of wars and dangers." The steel gun in his hand is always in a standby position, and he is ready to shoot even when he walks or jumps, and retains his strength at any time to prepare for emergencies. ā€

Hua Junyao looked at Xiao Chubei with sparkling eyes, she really had a high understanding! (To be continued.) )