Zheng Shuang finished arranging the personnel of the Chinese army and continued: "Mrs. Sun is the leader of the first team, Mrs. Ye is the leader of the second team, Mrs. Shi is the leader of the third team, Mrs. Renduo is the leader of the fourth team, Ma Xiao is the leader of the fifth team, and Zhang Lang is the leader of the sixth team!" ”

Yu Da and Zhang Zongmang were not appointed as team leaders, and their brains were so angry that their brains were swollen; These two Laoshzi thought that they had killed Daxidu and Saliba in the dustpan ditch, and also recruited Zhang Shiyong to work hard, before Xue Shisan deployed to encircle and suppress Xiao Tzuxian's 31st cavalry captain, Yu Da was the leader of the middle road, and Zhang Zongmang was the leader of the west road; But Zheng Shuang didn't even mention the names of the two of them now.

Yu Da was furious, raised the wrist knife in his hand and said to Zhang Zongmang: "Brother Mangzi, this dog day is clearly bullying our brothers, and first remove the supervisor of Yu Da; Now I'm going to Tokyo, and a few ladies are the leaders of the team, and they don't even have the two of us! Kill the ...... of the dog day"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Zongmang covered his mouth and pinched him a few times, saying, "You shout!" There is no cowardice in shaking tightly! will be plotting but not in the brave ......"

Zheng Shuang announced the list of team leaders who rushed to Tokyo to fight, and the bonfire scene re-entered the noisy boxing order.

Zheng Shuang, Xue Shisan, Mrs. Chunyu, Xue Yuyang, Sun Jincao, Ye Lingfang, Shi Lidan, and Renduo Xuelian were pulling in front of this pile, but they saw Grandpa Xue running over and shouting: "Grandpa Xue, grandma, aunt, Zheng Shuang is in charge!" Elder and Mango are roasting sheep and fish over there, so go over and taste it! ”

Zheng Shuang saw that Yu Da called him the commander, and he looked respectful on the surface; He happily raised his arms and said, "Okay, let's go over and taste the roast lamb and fish skills of Yida and Zhang Zongmang!" ”

The bonfire where Zhang Zongmang and Yu Da roasted sheep and roasted fish suddenly became the center of 10 bonfires, and the people in front of the other bonfires all rushed over to form a larger circle to leave a vacant space in the middle; One side of the stage is natural.

There are more than a dozen barbecue racks around the stage, and each pair of meat racks has roasted mutton and fish hanging on them; Erda was responsible for distributing it to the people who came around.

Zhang Zongmang still squatted in front of the bonfire and continued to barbecue, he put the dismembered sheep and fish one by one on the iron hook and iron rack, stretched into the bonfire to barbecue, and took it out for Dida to take over; I started the next wave of barbecue again.

Zhang Zongmang's craftsmanship is not bad, and the dismembered sheep and fish have smooth textures; Fat and tender; This primitive way of barbecue in the wild was used by people before the Song Dynasty, and it is still used by people after the Song Dynasty.

When Zheng Shuang was a PhD student in the British Peninsula, he had to organize a picnic for his classmates almost every year, and the main content of the picnic was to eat barbecue.

Barbecue this whole world. World. It is not known whether the common method of eating was brought over by the Mongols after the conquest of Europe, or whether the Europeans introduced it to Central Asia and East Asia through the Mongols.

The barbecue of the people of the Song Dynasty was skillful and spicy, and it must have been the first to rise in the East before it spread to Europe.

If that's the case, the advocates of white first are foolish. Force; What qualifications and justifications are there for such nonsensical arguments? It is tolerable to kill followers of other religions at every turn......

Zheng Shuang stared at the barbecue scene and was in reverie, but saw Xue Yuyang say to him with great interest: "Little brother Zheng Shuang, tonight's bonfire party is planned by you; My father just mobilized the fathers and villagers of Xuejiaying to hold it, you should sing a few beautiful songs to help everyone! ”

Xue Yuyang's voice was clear and euphemistic, like a nightingale chirping; The words are also decent, and the tone of her words all reveals her joy of recognizing her ancestors and returning to her ancestors; He also called Zheng Shuang "little brother" and called Xue Shisan "my father"!

Zheng Shuang was excited, and said excitedly: "Zheng Shuang must sing to the big guy, but Sister Yang can recite "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" with Mrs. Chunyu's Gonghou, so she can't sing the song "Guan Ju" again, everyone listen!" ”

Zheng Shuang said emotionally, and finally added: "Guan Ju is the most appropriate love poem in the Book of Songs!" ”

Xue Yuyang's face turned red, glanced at Zheng Shuang half-concealed, and lowered his head.

Zheng Shuang saw Xue Yuyang's shy demeanor, and suddenly felt that he was a bit of a disciple; In front of Xue Shisan, he swore that Xue Yuyang and Xue Jin'er were aunts and nephews, and that he loved Xue Jin'er and would never take a step beyond Lei Chi to hook up Xue Yuyang; However, as soon as he came into contact with Xue Yuyang, he was a little unable to control himself.

Xue Yuyang raised his head after being shy for a while, raised his arm disappreciatively and said: "What's the matter, Zheng Shuang's little brother asked Yangzi to sing "Guan Ju" and Yangzi sang!" ”

Xue Yuyang instantly judged that if the two of them recognized their ancestors and returned to their ancestors, they would claim to be a foreign son in such a short time.

Zheng Shuang couldn't help but be stunned when he heard her say cutely; raised his voice and laughed a few times: "Then please ask Sister Yang to sing "Guan Ju"!" ”

Xue Yuyang cleared his throat and sang "Guan Ju" with a lush expression:

Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it. I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano. Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, the ...... of bells and drums

Xue Yuyang's chanting is completely comparable to Xue Jin'er's singing of "Pu Jia" on the boat in Xianghe Bay in the morning, but Xue Jin'er is not here now; The scene without Xue Jin'er seems to be missing something......

Zheng Shuang was thinking in his heart, when he saw Xue Yuyang grab a jar of old wine from the wine table not far away and said: "Zheng Shuang's little brother is a proclamatory envoy from the capital, please drink our sorghum bar in Xianghe Bay!" ”

Zheng Shuang took the sorghum wine in his hand and looked around, and Yu Da was distributing roasted mutton and fish to everyone; Zhang Zongmang and a few helpers skewered the mutton and fish on the iron chisel and put it on the bonfire to continue the barbecue.

As soon as the mutton and fish touch the flames, the sound of "beep beep"; The seasoning sprinkled on the meat skewers echoes with the aroma of the meat; Immersion into the human spleen and stomach.

Zheng Shuang took the sorghum wine from Xue Yuyang's hand and didn't drink it, walked to Erda, grabbed a roasted leg of mutton, and came to the place where Xue Shisan was meditating; Put the leg of lamb to your mouth and bite it hard, tear off a piece of meat and swallow it like a date.

Xue Shisan clapped his hands and praised: "It's not that a family doesn't enter a door, Zheng Zi's action of eating a leg of mutton is very reasonable, and drinking sorghum wine is a real Xianghe person!" ”

Zheng Shuang was originally from Xianghewan, but the era when he lived in Xianghewan was the late 20th century and the first few years of the 21st century.

As soon as Xue Shisan said this, Zheng Shuang said: "Grandpa, you just watch Zheng Zi eat meat and drink bar!" ”

Zheng Shuang took another bite on the leg of mutton and held it in his hand, and lifted a jar of sorghum wine to pour it into his stomach; That situation vividly shows the competitive attitude of a 16-year-old young man.

Zheng Shuang was a little dizzy under a jar of sorghum wine, but he stood strong and couldn't let others see that he didn't have enough alcohol.

Warm applause and laughter sounded around the bonfire, and Zheng Shuang's singing voice broke out; The song he sang was "The Sun That Never Rises on the Grassland", which was familiar to later generations:

The blue sky is full of white clouds

Horses run under the white clouds

Whip the whip and resound in all directions

Hundreds of birds fly together

If someone comes and asks me

I told him proudly

This is my hometown......