As soon as Ye Jue's words fell, Wei Zhibing once again knocked down his soldiers.

Shen Zhenggang's brows jumped a few times, how could he know that his soldiers had provoked Ye Jue's daughter-in-law so much.

He knew that his people were at fault in the first place, but he shouldn't have done it here.

"We are people sent by the provincial ministry, and you dare to fight, and you don't want to see what kind of place this is?" Shen Zhenggang roared with a dark face.

Ye Jue didn't want to do it here, but since Shen Zhenggang used the provincial ministry to suppress him, then he had to do it.

I saw that his eyes sank, his feet took a big step forward, quickly grabbed Shen Zhenggang's arm, and turned him over his shoulder suddenly.

Not to be outdone, Shen Zhenggang pressed Ye Jue's shoulder, and when he landed, he stood firmly on the ground and was not put down.

But even so, Shen Zhenggang's face was not good-looking.

They were taken down by Ye Jue as soon as they came in, and if they were known by their colleagues in the provincial department, they would not be laughed to death.

"Battalion Commander Ye, we are dueling on the battlefield, if you lose, I have no ability, you can beat my people." Shen Zhenggang yelled at Ye Jue.

Ye Jue heard this, his thin lips opened a shallow arc, turned around, his eyes swept over the soldiers behind Shen Zhenggang with a cold gaze, and said in a cold tone: "Okay, it's decided." ”

If he can't beat them to death, he will lose.

……

After Song Yan entered the kitchen, she took out the ingredients she had prepared in advance from the cupboard.

With Liu Shan's help, the ingredients were cleaned, cut, and placed on a plate.

Liu Shan also laughed at Song Yan when she was washing vegetables: "You said you, people let you perform on stage, you can make a pot of soup for others to drink, your performance is too peculiar." ”

Song Yan was washing the soup pot, and after hearing Liu Shan's words, she looked up at her and said: "There are so many literary and artistic soldiers in the art troupe, dancing so professionally, I won't go up to offer ugliness, and I can't sing either, I will only hum softly twice, if I really go up, then my singing voice will not kill people." ”

Liu Shan was amused by her words and giggled: "I really haven't heard you sing, why don't you sing a couple of sentences to me?" ”

"I won't, if you laugh at me again, I won't give you the soup I made for a while."

"Don't." Liu Shan smiled nervously: "I won't laugh at you, okay?" ”

"Then you hurry up and wash these dishes, I'm going to prepare the other ingredients." Song Yan lowered her head, brushed the soup pot a few more times, then cleaned the soup pot with clean water, and then stood up and walked to the stove.

It took more than ten minutes for the two of them to clean up the things to be cleaned up, and they also washed the ingredients and put them on the countertop.

Cook the soup first, and then add the ingredients later.

After almost an hour, the most basic things were ready.

There is still half an hour before the National Day cultural performance.

She had already greeted the host and asked her to put her in the middle, so she still had a lot of time.

Ma Miaofeng suddenly walked into the kitchen, and when she saw Song Yan, she immediately opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Sister, how are you preparing?" Do you want me to help? ”

"No need sister, I'm almost ready, now I'll wait for my turn to add ingredients in." Song Yan covered the pot.

As soon as Ma Miaofeng walked in, she smelled a fragrance, and she couldn't wait to taste it, but she thought that it was made by Song Yan for the leaders, so she endured it.

"Eh, it's okay now, why don't you go out and watch those male soldiers!"