Chapter 239: Don't Regret It in This Life

Shi Nian, who had been busy all day, just wanted to go back to the camp tent to sleep, and when he opened the door curtain, he saw Mu Qingli sitting on his bed expressionlessly, carrying a jar of wine in his hand.

Shi Nian paused, then walked into the camp tent and raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter, this black light is blinding, what are you doing here?" ”

Mu Qingli shook the wine jar in his hand and smiled miserably at Shi Nian: "I'm in a bad mood and want to find a companion to drink." ”

Shi Nian squinted his peach blossom eyes, and in the dim environment, he could only faintly see that Mu Qingli's expression was not good, too sad. He thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, it's illegal to drink in the barracks tonight, go, brother will take you to a good place to ensure that you drink unhindered!" ”

Mu Qingli slapped her thigh, got up and said, "Cheng, brother, you lead the way, and the younger brother will follow you today." ”

In this way, the two men took advantage of the night and slipped out of the tent.

The good place that Shi Nian said was the woods outside the city, the two found a flat position and settled down, and then Shi Nian quickly raised a fire and said to Mu Qingli: "How can you make it with wine and no meat, wait, brother go and pounce on a pheasant, the chicken at night is stupid, catch one accurately." ”

Without waiting for Mu Qingli to answer, Shi Nian rushed into the forest, and Mu Qingli was flustered, and he really waited like that.

Shi Nian's speed was very fast, and after a while, he carried two white-flowered pheasants, scurried them with branches, and slowly roasted them on the fire.

Mu Qingli raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and smiled stupidly, "Shi Nian, I want to sing." ”

The low chant, mixed with oppressive sadness, spread in the silence of the night.

If you don't want to dye right and wrong, how can it backfire

The flower in my heart withers, and time does not go back

I hope to wash away the glitz and dust

A pot of sake with you, and the words will be intoxicated

If you don't want to dye right and wrong, how can it backfire

The flower in my heart withers, and time does not go back

Memories toss and turn, but it hurts this heart

I wish I had no regrets for the rest of my life and flew away with the fragrance of flowers

A pot of sake covered in dust

A thought goes back and forth for the rest of your life without regrets

A spring and autumn life, life and death, flashy right and wrong

Get drunk again when the flowers bloom

…………

After singing a song, he sighed empty: "The prince walks through the road, and the folk girl crosses the wooden bridge, there is no four-eyed sun, where is the dust." ”

She still remembered that a year ago, at this time, when she met him for the first time in the Hecheng army, he was so shocked when he was dressed in white. In the blink of an eye, the two of them became like this, perhaps, she should be content, at least, she once had, didn't she?

Mu Qingli laughed at herself, picked up the wine jar and poured a big sip of wine, as soon as she put down the wine jar, a roasted big chicken leg was handed to him, shiny and fragrant, "Don't just drink, try my brother's craftsmanship, my brother never shows his hands easily, it's cheap for you." ”

Mu Qingli took it and took a big bite, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, with a little salt, it tasted great!

She grinned at Shi Nian and gave a thumbs up.

Shi Nian kept rolling the roast chicken, and when he saw this, he smiled proudly, and the peach blossom eyes were raised again.

"Good singing, do it again."

Mu Qingli bit the chicken while pouring wine, and waved his hand when he heard the words, indicating that he was not free, and Shi Nian was not annoyed, looking at Mu Qingli with a sad face, he sighed lightly: "Silly girl......"

Mu Qingli didn't hear clearly, she finished nibbling on a chicken leg by herself, and poured wine again and again, only to feel very happy.

Shi Nian collected the roasted chicken with leaves, sat down on the trunk, untied the wine gourd around his waist, and drank freely, "Where does the wine come from?" ”

"General Lee."

“………… You are also brave enough, who doesn't know that General Li loves wine like life. ”

The two men at the fire looked at each other and laughed.

The Lady of the Goddess of Travel

The Lady of the Goddess of Crossing is the fastest update