"I'm afraid the work of each of them is not under you and me!" Yang Ruoqing said.

"Huh?" Luo Fengtang was surprised.

"Especially that military leader, Bai Lao Wu, is even more unfathomable!" She continued.

Luo Fengtang has always believed in her words.

It's not blind trust, but facts that prove her right again and again.

At this moment, hearing Yang Ruoqing comment on these seniors in the room, Luo Fengtang was stunned.

"Why didn't I see it at all?" He scratched his head and muttered to himself.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him: "Can you see through it at a glance, can you still be called a master?" ”

Luo Fengtang thought for a moment and nodded suddenly: "This is also true." ”

"It's still Qing'er, your eyes are vicious, you can see it at once, and I'm still in the dark because of it......"

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

reminds me of a scene in the movie "Kung Fu", which is somewhat similar to this.

In the movie, those masters hidden in the market are tired of the strife in the rivers and lakes and want to live the life of ordinary people.

So, why are these people mixed here?

Yang Ruoqing pondered secretly.

"It's just that, if the military leaders are really masters with unique skills, why don't they make meritorious contributions and make some achievements?"

What she was thinking about was directly asked by Luo Fengtang.

"I have a good kung fu, but I have to deign to be in this place, cooking food, playing cards and drinking flower wine every day."

"Isn't this self-inflicted, I really can't figure it out!"

He shook his head, sighing and regretting.

Yang Ruoqing groaned, "They should have their troubles,"

"Look at the age, they are all uncles in their thirties."

"I joined the army at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and now more than ten years have passed. Presumably, when they were at their youngest, they experienced something, so they are now in such a mixed world. She analyzed.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "What Qing'er said is reasonable. ”

He straightened his waist and looked in the direction of the big stove room, his eyes solemn and respectful.

This is a respect for the strong.

Yang Ruoqing also set her eyes on the big stove room in front of her, but there was a trace of cunning light in her eyes.

Masters, huh?

It's hidden, isn't it?

Hehe, when I met me Yang Ruoqing, I hid in the depths of the earth, and I want to dig you out!

……

In the big stove room.

Bai Lao Wu hummed a little song and pinched the meatballs, and then put the pinched meatballs into a pot of hot water on the side.

On the side, a guy approached.

"Fifth brother, why are you in such a good mood today? Lost money and hummed a little tune? The man asked.

Bai Lao Wu glanced at the man and said, "I'm happy in my heart." ”

"Huh? Why are you happy? ”

"Hehe, can't you even see it, there's a little girl in our room, the fifth brother is happy!"

Another person on the side joked.

The man who asked before pouted: "It's Luo Xiaozi's little daughter-in-law, and she doesn't have any share of the fifth brother, what's the fun...... Ouch! ”

"Fifth brother, why did you knock me on the head?" The man covered his head and asked with an aggrieved expression.

Bai Lao Wu glared at him: "At our age, we can all be that girl's father, you speak one by one, and leave some virtue in your mouth!" ”

The man smiled, "We're not kidding......"

"Some jokes work, some don't!"

Bai Lao Wu bluffed his face and said.

"Qing'er is Luo Xiaozi's little daughter-in-law, I'm happy!" Bai Lao Wu sighed.

When the others heard this, they all had new smiles on their faces.

"I don't care if that kid's identity is or not, just because of his appearance, I don't like him!" Bai Lao Wu said with emotion.

"Her daughter-in-law, I naturally want to be rare! Do you think that's the reason? ”

Bai Lao Wu asked the others again.

The others nodded.

At the first glance when the fifth brother brought Luo Xiaozi to the room, Luo Xiaozi was injured and had a thick bloody atmosphere.

They all have the same delusion.

It's like going back in time, back to more than ten years ago.

When they were still a bunch of fifteen or sixteen-year-old recruits, the big man who broke into the barracks with a bloody rain......

It was that big man who forged their lives and changed their lives.

It was he who took them to the pinnacle of life.

Unforgettable!

……

"The smell of oil smoke in the stove room is too strong and hot, I'm afraid of smoking you."

"Come on, come to the small canteen here, and taste Uncle Bai's craftsmanship!"

Bai Lao Wu held a bowl of cucumber meatball soup and beckoned Yang Ruoqing into a small dining hall next to the stove.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the cucumber meatball soup in front of her.

To be honest, this is a bit different from the cucumber meatball soup she imagined.

Cucumbers, lost their supposed verdant green.

Perhaps it has been boiled for too long, revealing a decadent dull yellow color.

She took a meatball and took a bite.

The meat quality of the meatballs, after Bai Lao Wu's hard work, is delicate and elastic, and it is indeed a good material.

It's just that there is more salt, less ginger foam, and more sweet potato flour.

So eat in the mouth, salty, fishy, and sweet potato flour does not melt into small bumps.

Seriously affects the taste.

For these men in the army who eat a lot, it is indeed a meal.

But for her foodie, she has a score of ten out of ten, at most four points.

"What's going on? Doesn't taste bad, right? ”

Bai Lao Wu asked with a smile, his eyes full of anticipation.

Yang Ruoqing put down the chopsticks in her hand and said to Bai Lao Wu: "It's not a loss, it's Uncle Bai's signature dish, and it tastes good." ”

Hearing her praise, Bai Lao Wu was very happy.

He puffed up his chest and said proudly, "You know what? I came out to serve as a soldier at the age of twelve, and I have been a gang leader in the gang for three years. ”

"Uh-huh."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, picked up a bowl of tea on the side and quickly took a few sips.

It's too salty, and I'm dead.

After a few sips of tea, she breathed a sigh of relief and said to Bai Lao Wu: "Uncle Bai, I can't eat the dishes you made for nothing, why don't you give Qing'er a chance, let Qing'er also show her hand, how about you give me some advice?" ”

Bai Lao Wu's eyes lit up: "Ah, you are so young, can you still cook?" ”

Yang Ruoqing smiled but said nothing.

Bai Lao Wu said: "That's good, it just so happens that the big stove room is empty, go, do the picking, Uncle Bai, I'll give you some pointers!" ”

The big guys have already eaten lunch, and the dishes and chopsticks have been cleaned up and gone back to the house to take a nap.

Yang Ruoqing and Bai Lao Wu entered the stove room, and Luo Fengtang followed in alone.

"Qing'er, it's such a hot afternoon, the big guys are resting, and you still want to cook? What should I do when it gets hot? ”

Taking advantage of Bai Lao Wu's departure from Xiao Gong, Luo Fengtang dragged Yang Ruoqing aside and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "You can't give up the child and can't trap the wolf, if you are tired, go back to the house and lie down for a while!" ”

When you wake up, I have a big gift for you!