In Julie's small bamboo building, two small wooden tables were set up, Chen Bo and Julie and Maddox were at one table, and the others were at the other table.

It's not because of the discrimination of status, it's just that the table is too small, and according to his own habits, the big table is the most flavorful and lively.

Stewed beef brisket with radish, fried local vegetables with shrimp I don't know what the name is, and a pan-fried dragon fish and vegetable egg drop soup, all of which are full of color, flavor and shape, this craft is exercised, anyway, there is no one at home who can cook, even if it is done, it is difficult to swallow, and there is a skill that is not afraid to go all over the world.

Cambodians eat mostly by hand, even if they are extravagant, they are just knives and forks. Chopsticks are the patent of the Han cultural circle, although the two small wooden sticks are cut a little roughly, but they can barely be used, there is no shortage of bamboo here, but cutting bamboo and chopsticks is completely troublesome and thankless, or break some thick branches on the spot. Chen Bo was already flying flexibly on the plate at this moment, pulling the rice in front of him.

"What are you staring at me for? Eat. Chen Bo stopped his movements and said to Julie, who was staring at him.

"I'm just thinking, how can you use chopsticks so well, I have a hard time picking up a dish."

"What's so difficult about this, I heard that there are masters who can still listen to the sound of the position and clip the flies." Chen Bo pouted, took a piece of beef and put it on the plate in front of Maddox, and put a few sticks of food into Julie's bowl.

"Is it really that amazing?"

"Of course it's fake, how can it be true in the movie, you can't be so violent as Laura, can you?" You take it seriously, four no's and four stupid!

"I still feel more comfortable with a knife and fork." Julie said while pulling the dishes in the bowl, this is clearly the appearance of a Chinese daughter-in-law, how can there be half a shadow of a Hollywood sexy goddess.

"Then I have to give you a cultural lesson, do you know that 4,000 years ago, our nobles also used knives and forks, and in Europe it was in the 15th century that forks began to be used, and before that, they used to use portable knives and hand grips."

"Really? Sounds like a funny look. Julie began to listen, "Then why did you switch to chopsticks?" ”

"Because of civilization, you have to cut and fork a piece of bloody beef when you bring it, and it is not elegant. Another reason is that metal in ancient times was a rare material, and the common people were poor, so they used two wooden sticks to pick up the cooked things from the pot, which was neither afraid of hot nor convenient. Do you find that chopsticks are actually extensions of the hand, like the thumb and index finger? ”

According to Darwin's theory of evolution, primates first learned to use tools, and then began to gradually break away from primitiveness, and the same is true for eating, first learning to use hands, then learning to use knives, and then learning to use chopsticks. In ancient times, the aristocracy was gold and silver utensils and ivory chopsticks, and there would be exquisite carvings on the head, because Chinese food was constantly innovating and becoming more and more exquisite, and the variety of dishes was also free from the shackles of knives and forks, because chopsticks could handle a lot. Chen Bo continued, "You will find that Japan, South Korea, Vietnam, and Singapore all use chopsticks. ”

"Well, it seems like that's the truth, but Chinese food is too complicated."

"It's not for this mouth to live, when it comes to chopsticks, there is an allusion to tell you, it's called Hongmen Banquet!" Chen Bo excitedly told the story of Liu Bei's house, which made her stunned, it was something that happened 2,200 years ago, how far away it was. Of course, those who are familiar with this story will definitely not think that it has anything to do with chopsticks.

"If knives and forks were used on the table at that time, not chopsticks? What happens. Chen Bo finally said, "Then there will be no Hongmen banquet, and it will be hung up with a knife, and there will be nothing to do with our Han people." ”

"Yes, it seems that chopsticks are really a product of civilization, and I can't even face steak anymore." Listening to the story he told, Julie was clearly very interested.

Speeches are not a problem, can you tell a story? Give a pair of shocking trees and immediately give you a saying, "Cang Changchang pulled out the big sword, and the cheering horse stepped on the joint venture...... of course, she didn't understand it, and it was much more interesting for her to be interested in Chinese culture, which is the assimilation of the Han people.

It's a bit like the urine sex in the Song Dynasty, Lao Tzu can't beat you, but Lao Tzu has the Central Plains culture, although the Liao State is fierce, the result is not also deeply influenced by the Han culture, and the light TMD Xing Confucianism and Taoism are all so that the Jurchens are destroyed.

If the Mongols were not so eager for quick success, the next to be assimilated would be the Jurchens, and then the next would be themselves. Of course, history has no ifs, and the Mongol iron cavalry destroyed the agricultural civilization of the Central Plains. As for those who hold Temujin's stinky feet, they are probably all stupid, what is there to show off to different races and different origins, and there are still fewer heads of ancestors who cut off?

This is a digression, a little emotional, the current Mongolian compatriots are far less hostile than before, basically all sinicization, go to the grassland to listen to a long tune played by the horse-head qin, and then roast the whole sheep, enjoy it deliciously.

After dinner, everyone was satisfied, Liu Sheng and they couldn't understand English, and they didn't know what to talk about, and the local nanny was even more puzzled, six people in a room, three languages, and it was also very painful.

After Liu Sheng installed a simple warning device at the door, he was interested in resting in the bamboo building next to him, and knew that he should not ask what he should not ask, not look at what he should not see, and not listen to what he should not hear. After the nanny cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, she took a shower and left, leaving only a man, a woman and a child.

Pushing open the window of the bamboo building, there is a large meadow behind it, and in the distance is a hill and lush mountain forest.

"The gardener was injured in this meadow the other day, and I wanted to clean it up and plant some flowers and plants." Julie leaned against the window, looking faintly at the meadow covered in silver moonlight, and sighed. Behind the bamboo building is a simple rope that counts as a warning to separate the minefield.

"Don't think about that, they'll clean it up tomorrow and give you a beautiful garden, but in my opinion, it's better to grow some vegetables." Chen Bo's words are in line with the values of the people, no matter where I go, I have to grow some vegetables, even if it is the aid medical team and peacekeeping troops who go to Africa, this is simply a national talent, and no one can beat it.

"Well, with you, I'm much more at ease." Julie's face still looked a little shy in the moonlight, and she really looked more and more like a little daughter-in-law. "Maddox has to listen to the story every day before he can sleep, you are so eloquent, why don't you come?"

"Then let me tell you a story about a little tadpole looking for his mother, it just so happens that I have a comic book with me, but in Chinese." Chen Bo said.

"It's okay, you're definitely funny, I'll listen to it too."

After Julie finished speaking, she carried Maddox to his own cot alone, which is good for Americans, who will cultivate the independence of their children, and basically sleep in separate beds from an early age, even if they are breastfeeding. But she is just an adoptive mother who has never given birth, and where does she get her breast milk, thinking of this, she can't help but glance at the Grand Canyon on Julie's chest, although she is no stranger, she still swallows her saliva quietly.

Chen Bo and Julie sat on either side of Maddox, spread out a comic book, and began to speak softly, with the help of the contents of the album to attract attention. Unlike the Wolf, Cinderella and other stories originated from the West, this popular science children's book is a homegrown product and is included in the Chinese textbook of the first grade of primary school.

After one article, Maddox was still unsatisfied, still flickering his little eyes and looking forward to the next one, this child could understand, but the language system was slightly lacking.

Seeing this, Chen Bo continued to speak, and another Mr. Dongguo and the wolf came, indiscriminately filling in two idiom allusions, and the child slowly lowered his eyelids. Uncle, if I don't sleep anymore, I can only talk about the taboo adult version of Snow White and the gourd baby.

Julie kissed him lightly on his little skull, covered the blanket and quietly exited the room.

"I think you're becoming more and more perfect, not only an ideal partner, but also a good father." Julie's hands were on Chen Bo's shoulders, and her extremely charming eyes were full of temptation.

"I have imperfections, too, but you haven't noticed it yet." Chen Bo's hand was placed on her waist, and she insisted on exercising all year round without a trace of fat, perfect curves.

"I'll take a shower first, you wait for me." Julie gently pushed him away and wanted to turn around and walk away, but Chen Bo grabbed her hand, "Don't you invite me?" I can tell you the story of the little tadpole looking for his mother. ”

"Didn't you just tell me?" Julie wondered.

"I'm talking about a different kind of tadpole." Chen Bo grinned, and with both hands, a princess hugged Julie directly in his arms, while she leaned on his chest with a blushing face like a child.

There is a way that Xiaolou had an east wind last night, and the season of falling flowers is a good time. When I woke up again, it was daylight.

After getting up and eating the local breakfast made by the nanny, Alyssa also rushed over with two veterans.

"My name is Wang Cheng."

"My name is Li Qing."

The two veterans are in their early 40s, with traces of years on their faces, dealing with them in the field all year round, their skin is naturally not much better, their complexion is dark and rough, but their eyes are sharp, their standing posture is straight, like a pine and cypress, and their spirit is still very strong.

"Everything is in the grass behind, I don't know what the specific model is, if you can dismantle it, don't take the risk to do it if you can't dismantle it, safety is more important than anything, you walk in, I don't want to carry it out." Chen Bo said solemnly.

"Guarantee to complete the task, please rest assured boss." The veterans still maintain the style of the troops, just one salute is missing. I saw them drag down two rectangular black boxes from the car, and when they opened them, they were presented with metal detectors, lightning rods, sapper pliers and other equipment.

"Why don't you have a blast suit?" Seeing that their demining tools were quite professional, but the protection on their bodies was nothing, Chen Bo questioned.

"When encountering T.N.T's high-explosive mines, no matter how strong the explosion-proof suit is, it will affect the action." The veteran Wang Cheng grinned and said, "Life and death are fateful, it depends on whether God accepts it or not!" ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to the large grass behind the bamboo building, leaving only two resolute backs in the sun.

Veterans don't die, this is the most appropriate word that Chen Bo can think of at this moment.