Chapter 40: Oops, Hey! My waist

Lying quietly on the bed looking at the roof of the cave, "It's another day, how many days has it been since I've come out of the house?" Zhang Xiaoqiang thought a little bored, "Why did you have to drink that glass of water yesterday?" Thinking of the dark place that accompanied Yang Keer yesterday, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the chrysanthemum was tight.

"Morning! Uncle! Yang Keer stood in front of the bed in high spirits and said good morning to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Through the light penetrating through the cracks in the stone wall, Zhang Xiaoqiang squinted at Yang Ke'er who was standing in front of him. Yang Keer seems to be a little different from usual, and there is an indescribable feeling of difference.

Yang Keer's hair is tied sideways like a sun, and the ponytail is combed behind the right ear, the hair is fluffy and the hair color is black and shiny, the two big eyes are curved like a crescent moon, flickering and naughty, the delicate little nose is slightly wrinkled, and the rose-colored lip flap is a small silver tooth as thin as a porcelain shell, which is slightly exposed with Yang Keer's smile.

The smooth melon seeds show off two small dimples on their faces, and their cheeks are not blush, but they reveal two healthy and natural flushes, with the small chin that is slightly upturned outward, like a delicate sun flower. In addition, he was wearing a set of camouflage uniforms, and the whole was a heroic little army flower.

Today's Yang Keer is as dazzling as a sunflower, and Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is shining, is dizzy, "It's not promising!" Zhang Xiaoqiang despises himself, how can he say that he has also read all 300 films, how can he be stunned by the little girl when he sees the old bird with a red face and a white head?

"Yikes! Uncle, you seem to be getting younger today! Yang Ke'er was a little surprised when she discovered the New World.

"Hah! Are you sure? Zhang Xiaoqiang touched his chin beautifully, "Could it be that the rain has a beauty effect?" Zhang Xiaoqiang thought secretly.

"Really, really, you used to look as old as my dad, and now you look as young as my uncle!" Yang Ke'er swore that in order to prove herself, she looked around for a small mirror to show him.

"......" Zhang Xiaoqiang was deeply hit, and now his title has been reduced from uncle to uncle. I'm not blaming Shu Xiao! Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted in his heart.

"If you continue, you might be able to change from an uncle to an older brother!" Yang Keer added again.

"Brother?" An old song flashed in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart.

Sister, you boldly go forward, go forward and don't look back, the road to the sky, nine thousand nine hundred and nine thousand nine hundred and nine, sister, you boldly go forward, go forward and don't look back, the road to the sky, nine thousand nine hundred and nine thousand nine hundred and nine, sister, you boldly go forward, go forward and don't look back, from then on you set up the red embroidery building, throwing red hydrangeas, hitting my head, drink a pot with you, red sorghum wine, red sorghum wine, sister, you boldly go forward, go forward and don't look back...... Uncle, look! Yang Ke'er turned out a small mirror out of nowhere and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, interrupting him.

"Hey...... Haha......" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the little white face in the small mirror, and his eyebrows fluttered and smiled.

Before the end of the world, when Zhang Xiaoqiang was still an otaku, in the mirror was a little fat man with blank eyes, fat and weak, and now he is a young man about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with white and smooth skin, slightly handsome, with stubble on his chin, which still looks a little manly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang touched his chin and looked in the mirror and sighed a classic line: "It feels good to be young!" ”

"Uncle, when are you going to eat, you're hungry!" Yang Keer once again interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's lonely self-appreciation.

"Boom, boom......" The spatula flew up and down in the iron pot, the bacon cabbage was constantly turned in the iron pot, a tempting fragrance reached the nose, and the gluttonous worms in the abdomen began to call.

A pot of white rice, a large plate of bacon and fried cabbage were placed on the simple table steadily, and Yang Keer quickly sandwiched the lean meat, disdainful of the fatty meat. Zhang Xiaoqiang was very depressed watching on the side, and he was also depressed when eating. "I like lean meat, too!" The heart uttered a silent cry.

If you can't bear it, you don't have to endure it anymore! Zhang Xiaoqiang sandwiched all the lean meat into his bowl, and then tasted it slowly.

"Uncle, how can you do this?" Yang Keer was very angry, very angry, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes was very fierce, a picture of the poor middle peasants with a deep hatred for the landlord class, as if Zhang Xiaoqiang was going to be trampled to death as a cockroach in the next moment.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is at your mercy with thunder and lightning, and I will stand still until my face is hot because of Yang Keer's burning eyes.

"Alas! It's still not thick enough! Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head and took out a piece of fat from the plate and put it in Yang Keer's bowl, and said lightly: "Children are not allowed to be picky eaters!" ”

"Stingy, miser, dead skin, I'll poke you to death!" Yang Ke'er muttered in her mouth, and the chopsticks in her hand poked at the fat in the bowl.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was unmoved, just buried his head in eating, a crisp sound of "click" came from Yang Keer's hand, and he looked up and saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned.

A pair of chopsticks passed through the fat meat through the rice below and out of the chopsticks from the bottom of the bowl, Yang Keer let go of the chopsticks and looked at his right hand stupidly, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the chopsticks through the bowl with a big mouth, and the rice grains in his mouth came down from the corners of his mouth.

"There's something wrong with the bowl!" Yang Keer said to Zhang Xiaoqiang aggrievedly.

"Look, uncle! This stick is too sturdy! Yang Ke'er raised his hand and showed Zhang Xiaoqiang the beast horn gun that was broken in two.

"Holy! Could it be that you broke it on purpose, I don't know what I did? Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that this was Yang Keer's revenge for letting her eat fatty meat just now.

"Oops! Really, believe it or not! Yang Keer held the gun with his right hand and flicked three fingers, and the "Ka Cha" gun body broke again. Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped.

"You go and lift a bag of rice." The two stood by the grain pile, and Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yang Keer and said.

"Uncle, you bully me again, I can lift such a heavy thing!" Yang Ke'er complained in her mouth, walked to the side of the grain pile, and lifted a rice bag with both hands.

The rice bag of more than 100 catties was held lightly by Yang Keer in front of his chest like a balloon, Yang Keer checked the rice bag and seemed to be very puzzled, holding the corner of the bag with one hand and turning around a few times in the air.

"Uncle? Is it cotton in it? Yang Ke'er asked suspiciously.

"That's not right! Throw it over and I'll see! After that, Zhang Xiaoqiang deeply regretted the decision he made.

The rice bag slammed into Zhang Xiaoqiang with the wind, and the huge momentum knocked him to the ground.

"Hey, hey! My waist! Zhang Xiaoqiang was pressed under the rice bag and screamed.

"Haha! Uncle, do you think I've become Superman? Hey! Superwoman, I'm Salted Egg Superman, hahahaha......" Yang Keer said carried away and increased the strength of his hands.

"Shhh Tap, you want to pinch me to death? Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the bed and shouted to Yang Keer, who was giving him a waist massage.