The other little devils are okay, but this mountain thief can pretend to be forced.

When everyone was eating, he knelt down with chopsticks and prayed, saying something that no one else could understand.

When he looked at this little devil, he felt annoyed by him from the bottom of his heart, as if that Parkinson's was abnormal.

"Let him go, I'll answer him when I see him."

"He's out, you go to work and clean up the land."

was scolded by Lin Feng, didn't dare to say anything more, looked at this group of little devils, Lin Feng asked people to fry some cabbage and drink some millet porridge.

"It would be great if I could eat sashimi."

A little devil licked the fish bones like a mirror, and Lin Feng hurriedly stopped him.

"I said you're almost done, if you want to eat, we'll go get fish tomorrow, so it's not like this."

Hearing Lin Feng say this, the little devils all cried.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, we have been away from home for almost ten years, and we have never eaten sashimi during this time, and there have been a few times when I have cried in my dreams."

"Wake up, pillow is full of saliva!"

It's too sad to say this, there is a kind of embattled sadness, this emotion seems to infect the little devils around them, and they all wipe their tears like little girls.

Lin Feng also looked a little helpless.

"Although you didn't start the war, you did all the bad things! You work hard and try to atone for your sins with the rest of your life, and I promise you to have a sashimi for these two days! ”

Lin Feng is really good to this group of devils, if it is replaced by Li Yunlong, they still want to eat sashimi, Lao Tzu will give you a big sole!

Lin Feng found a few little devils who could fish, and brought them to the reservoir area again, so that these little devils could catch fish by themselves.

These guys are obviously more capable than yesterday's, and they looked at the water and chiseled a piece of ice, tied to the rope and jumped straight down, and after a while, they swam up with two big fish.

"Look at it, people are really capable!"

The onlookers couldn't help but applaud, which was much better than throwing grenades yesterday.

Catching these fish, Lin Feng asked them to separate the fish into a part of the stew and re-decompose the rest of the fish.

"We Longguo people don't like to eat sashimi now, but the earliest sashimi used to be eaten by our Longguo people, more than 2,000 years ago."

"When it comes to culture, which of these countries around us didn't learn from us?"

Lin Feng helped scrape the fish scales and handed the fish to the little devil next to him.

"You eat sashimi, open this fish fillet, make the fish into sashimi, and the fish bones still have a lot of meat on them, let the sister-in-law stew!"

After explaining, Lin Feng instructed the little widow again.

"Sister-in-law, today's fish is less chili, these are all fresh fish, chili peppers will cover the umami, I see that there is carp in that pot, and I will chop it into pieces and throw it in to stew."

The big guys are looking forward to this dinner in the evening, and Yamashita Fengwu, the little king and eight lambs, is doing something again.

"General Miyamoto asked us to take people away, but the prince is too faceless, and tonight he listens to us that we must go on a hunger strike to protest!"

The seven or eight little devils in front of him are all cronies of Fengwu under the mountain, as long as he says that the group of little devils in the east dare not go west.

The village chief was smoking in the field, but when he looked back and saw that the little devils had gathered in a pile and didn't work, he couldn't help but curse a few words.

"I said, do you still want to eat? If you don't clean up the land, you will delay planting, and when the time comes, you will drink the northwest wind! ”

The other little devils turned around and went to work, and Yamashita Fengwu snorted coldly.

The village chief didn't bother to bird him, after all, this little devil was like a cheap.

"Dangdang!"

Li Da deliberately found a shell of a cannonball, tied it with a rope, and pulled the rope when it was time to eat.

The shell casings would hit the wall, and there would be a lot of movement.

Hearing this, everyone knew that today's labor was over, and everyone went back to eat after work.

Yamashita Fengwu was full of confidence, thinking that his competition with Lin Feng was more than that, but when he saw it, Lin Feng asked people to prepare sashimi and stew fish, and he thought that Lin Feng was currying favor with himself.

"Then we must carry out the hunger strike to the end!"

Under the mountain, Fengwu was triumphant, and Lin Feng greeted him.

"Come and eat, what are you doing in a daze?"

Yamashita Fengwu has just come back to his senses, how can there be cronies around?

Those grandsons promised happily, and now they are making sashimi, not to mention how hilarious they are.

There was also a little devil who took seven or eight steamed buns, made a bowl of fish stew, and took a bowl of sashimi.

Even like other fellow villagers, squatting on the ground to eat.

"Give me a head of garlic, please!"

Yamashita Fengwu couldn't hold back any longer, and clenched his fists and roared out.

"You still eat garlic!"

But this still can't stop these little devils, after all, no matter how heroic the person who has not eaten, he is not a hero.

When you have food in your stomach, you don't panic in your heart.

Yamashita Fengwu can't help it, these guys eat too deliciously, and they chirp.

Just gave him a gluttony, there was really no way, he swallowed his saliva vigorously, and when everyone was about to finish eating, Lin Feng also found out about this.

"What did you say you were doing, and I didn't do anything to you, let you be a private, and wronged you?"

Lin Feng turned around and left, and the little widow put a bowl of fish and three steamed buns in Fengwu's hand at the bottom of the mountain.

"Eat, the Eighth Route Army and the people of the Dragon Kingdom won't starve you, don't think we're bad guys!"

The little widow went to help wash the dishes. Yamashita Fengwu was suddenly stunned, isn't this what family feels like?

Isn't this the warmth you've been waiting for for a long time? Being cared for and remembered by others is the most comfortable thing in the world.

No matter how much money you have, it's all desirable.

I took two bites of the bowl, and tears dripped down my cheeks and onto my clothes...

A few little devils were smoking cigarettes and chatting, and Lin Feng hurriedly told them.

"After smoking, the cigarette butts must be extinguished, there are wild grass here, if it catches, it will be troublesome."

A few little devils nodded hurriedly, Lin Feng was about to leave, but turned back again.

"What did you just say?"

"We were just chatting about sashimi, but it's better to eat sea fish."

Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, I'll talk about it!"

The little devil didn't take it seriously, seeing Lin Feng leave, and then chatting, the willows on the moon...

Yamashita Fengwu sat in the house after eating, and several cronies smiled.

If you can eat and dress warmly, what kind of bicycle do you need?

It's good to make do with life.

Yamashita Fengwu didn't expect these people to ignore themselves when they entered the house, and they were still praising the little widow's good skills in fish stew, and his face was a little unbearable.

"Do you think I don't exist?"

Several cronies looked at each other,

"So what's not? You're a private now! ”