On the first day of the National Day, everyone invariably stayed in bed to three poles in the sun.

Obviously, every day is a holiday, but I want to lie in bed today, as if not lying in bed is disrespectful to the holiday.

Everyone was urging others to get up in the apartment's WeChat group, but no one moved.

In desperation, Boyu took advantage of the toilet to unplug the power of the router in the living room.

Then the sound of several people getting up was soon heard.

By the time everyone finished washing up, the stomach, which had been vacant and left out for a long time, had already made many complaints.

"Barbecue barbecue!" Zeng Xiaoxian and Lu Zhanbo carried the 3601 coffee table, Bo Yu and Guan Gu magically carried the marinated meat skewers, Lu Ziqiao led the drinks and wines, and Hu Yifei held the fruit.

The group went up to the rooftop.

When you open the door, you will see a cloudless clear sky, and the midday sun looks a little hot, which must be very conducive to the play of the solar barbecue grill.

Sheltered by a light breeze and a parasol, the temperature was not unacceptably hot.

Lu Zhanbo volunteered to put up the barbecue grill, put in coal, and put some scraps of paper for ignition, then picked up a small wooden stick and turned it quickly.

"Zhanbo! Don't play! By the time you succeed in drilling wood for fire, we'll all starve to death! Several hungry people protested.

Lu Zhanbo had no choice but to throw the unreliable little wooden stick aside, take out a lighter and light the confetti used to ignite the fire.

The charcoal was soon burned red by the burning confetti, the breeze blew, and the sparks burst wildly.

"Is there anyone who's good at barbecue? If not, I'll bake it, don't blame me if it's burnt. Boyu took out a few skewers of mutton and asked everyone.

"Ha, you don't even know how to barbecue, it's time for me to go out." Lu Ziqiao rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward and took the meat skewer from Bo Yu's hand.

"Lu Ziqiao, do you know how to barbecue?" Chen Meijia is skeptical.

"Of course, barbecue is a necessary skill for survival in the wild." Lu Ziqiao skillfully put the meat skewers on the barbecue grill and turned them over, looking not like a master of survival in the wild, but like a vendor selling mutton skewers.

Boyu went to angle the solar barbecue grill to the sun and stuffed a few strings of pork belly into the metal pipe in the middle, he had reservations about the function of this thing.

The first batch of skewers on Lu Ziqiao's side has been cooked through, and two skewers per person are distributed to everyone.

"Well, it's delicious, and the heat is just right!"

"I didn't see it, Ziqiao, you still have such a hand!"

Bo Yu also exclaimed: "This is the best skewer I have ever tasted, Guan Gu's knife skills are matched with Meijia's special sauce, plus Ziqiao's control of the just right heat, I think the three of you can open a store in a group." ”

Lu Ziqiao became proud: "That is, you have a mouthful, others want to taste the barbecue I made, but there is no door!" ”

"You're a stinky fart again." Several people laughed and teased him.

The aroma of barbecue permeated the rooftop, and the long hair of several girls in the wind fluttered and the smoke was overflowing.

Bo Yu helped Xinling unscrew a bottle of drink and fed her a grape, Xinling enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere very much, and returned him a petal of orange.

Everyone is also used to the behavior of the two of them to sprinkle dog food anytime and anywhere, and it is not surprising.

"Yifei, how is the rehearsal of your drama for the high art community?" Guan Gu was eating beef skewers while asking Hu Yifei, who was also feasting.

"The rehearsal went quite smoothly, but my team members were stupid to death, they couldn't remember the words, and they didn't have a sense of stage at all." Hu Yifei wiped his mouth and sighed for his pig teammates.

"What fine art comes into the community? What drama? Zeng Xiaoxian asked busily.

"Why don't you still read the notice when you go in and out of the community?" Hu Yifei gave him a blank look.

Lu Zhanbo explained for Hu Yifei: "The so-called elegant art into the community... As the name suggests, it's about bringing high art into the community..."

Zeng Xiaoxian smiled perfunctorily: "Zhanbo, your explanation is really concise and clear at a glance." ”

"Of course, and the announcement says that the first place in this event can be sent to the city for awards." Lu Zhanbo continued.

"We don't have any hope of being the first place, they don't know how to perform in drama at all!" Hu Yifei sighed again, "Actually, I don't understand." ”

"It's okay, when are you going to perform on stage? We're all going to cheer you on. Bo Yu handed Lu Ziqiao two more strings of chicken wings.

"It's still early after the National Day." Hu Yifei picked up the beer and took a big sip, and then suddenly remembered something.

"Yes, I'm going to visit Mr. Zhao, who performs Pirates of the Caribbean, and learn from others, does anyone want to join me?"

"Yifei, people were performing Peking Opera at the time, and you were performing dramas, which is not the same thing." Zeng Xiaoxian said.

"Touching the bypass, Mr. Zhao is the pillar of the elderly art troupe, a professional! It's always a good idea to ask. Hu Yifei looked at a few people, "What?" Isn't anyone going to visit the elderly with me and contribute love? ”

"Ahh I recently had a toothache. Lu Zhanbo covered his mouth exaggeratedly.

"My stomach hurts!" Lin Wanyu covered her lower abdomen.

Guan Gu is magical: "My stomach hurts, I can't go." ”

Chen Meijia: "My liver hurts. ”

Boyu: "I want to take care of Xinling at home. ”

Xinling: "I want to take care of Boyu at home." ”

Lu Ziqiao, who was concentrating on grilling skewers at the downwind outlet, didn't know what was going on: "Why are you all hurting?" Food poisoning? But why doesn't it hurt in one part? “

Zeng Xiaoxian kept grinning behind Hu Yifei, and when he saw that several people all understood what he meant, he smiled and pasted Hu Yifei: "Feifei, since they can't go, then I'll accompany you, I like it the most, and I love the elderly." ”

"It's right to give love, but is it really for the elderly?" Boyu questioned quietly.

Zeng Xiaoxian and Hu Yifei glared at the same time.

Bo Yu seconded: "It's good if you're happy." ”

Xinling snickered and touched Bo Yu's head to comfort him.

Hu Yifei withdrew his coercive eyes, and said to Zeng Xiaoxian casually: "Okay, the old people are performing for free with illness, and now they are all hospitalized, so they should go and visit them." ”

Lu Ziqiao sat over with a handful of skewers: "I'm tired, let me rest, I'm baking it for you, I haven't eaten it myself." ”

"Ziqiao, why do you feel that you are not in a very good mood?" Lin Wanyu asked carefully.

Lu Ziqiao sighed: "Do you know what is more painful than not having a luxury car? That is, I have a luxury car but I can't afford to drive it at all, I quietly calculated that its monthly fuel cost is more expensive than my food bill, three times! ”

"Since you're in such pain, why don't you donate, and I'll help you contact the charity organization." Lu Zhanbo proposed.

"Don't even think about it! I'd rather let it stop as a model! Lu Ziqiao categorically rejected Lu Zhanbo's proposal.

"Sure enough, luxury jewelry can make people hypocritical and vain!" Zeng Xiaoxian has a tone of insight into the truth.

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