Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Meng Su threw the bone away and grabbed the clothes of a young man who rushed in with his greasy hands. After rubbing it on his body, he fell and crawled off with a shoulder fall.

Zhao Yinfeng patted Tao Zhuo on the shoulder, took a step forward, lifted his foot and flew away the person who was not afraid of death, and then raised his fist with a smile on his face.

Crackling, crackling...

"Don't chase." After Yang Zhao called out, Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng stopped their hands and watched the group of people jump and escape while holding their stomachs and legs.

The surroundings were silent, only the boss who rushed over to watch the excitement drew a cross with his hand and whispered, "I am so smart!"

He Li turned his head to look at Tao Zhuo, who was holding his stomach, and smiled: "Injured?"

"No, I could get hurt, but I was accidentally kicked, brothers, thank you!" Tao Zhuo clasped his fist.

"Hey, you guys are fighting, what should we do with something in our country?" The boss who was smashed into the stall rushed out and shouted, seeing Zhao Yin and looking at it coldly, then stepped back two steps and wiped it. sweat.

Seeing that the few people were stupid and didn't move, Yang Zhao took out his wallet and took out a stack of money, put it on a table that was still intact, and said to Zhou Ziqing: "Let's be over there, let's be together."

Zhou Ziqing nodded stupidly, Tao Zhuo already followed Zhao Yinfeng back excitedly.

When the people at the table next to their table saw them coming back, they voluntarily let out their table. The boss ran over and put the two tables together, and asked very intimately if they would like a box of wine. Shocked?

He Li smiled and shook his head, asking the boss to serve tea and drink it? Seeing them like that is a matter of drinking too much, but this Zhou Ziqing is really a good friend of Ling Qingyu, the two are the same. "This is our classmate, Qingyu's classmate, middle school classmate." After sitting down, Zhou Ziqing introduced the other four boys, and then said to the classmates who were still in shock: "These are friends of Ling Qingyu. , We came from Shanghai together."

"Ling Qingyu is back?" A chubby man's eyes lit up and said: "Why don't you call her out? The old classmate hasn't seen her for so long, so call her out!"

Yang Zhao frowned unconsciously, and said with a faint smile: "Qingyu is not very comfortable. I am tired on the road. Rest at home."

Zhou Ziqing hit the fat man and said, "Fat man, what are you doing? When is this now, why are you calling others out for?"

The young girl’s boyfriend laughed and said, "Today is too late. Tomorrow. It just so happens that a group of our old classmates made an appointment to sing at the Golden Age tomorrow night. Let's have fun together. Our Ningcheng karaoke hall is Nowhere else, the sound effect is absolutely good!"

He Li asked Zhou Ziqing in a low voice, "I must go?"

Zhou Ziqing was taken aback, and then he realized that he was asking Ling Qingyu if he must go. After thinking about it, he said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's going to be a ten-year gathering of our middle school classmates."

He Li nodded and smiled at the man, "Why don't we go?"

"Convenient, how inconvenient, it's also for everyone to play together, make friends! My name is Huanian, I am at the same table with Ling Qingyu in middle school, and her friend is my friend." The woman's husband laughed, and at the same time Reach out.

He Li touched his hand lightly and said, "Then I'm disturbed."

After watching a fist to the **** frame, and then sitting and blowing the cold wind, the few people also woke up from the wine, and they left and went home.

After watching the four men get on the top Touareg, Huanian asked Zhou Ziqing who got in the back seat of his car, "Hey, make it clear, what kind of friend is this?"

"The iron buddies of Qingyu's new husband." Zhou Ziqing raised his head and looked at Huanian who was looking through the rearview mirror, and said: "Ling Qingyu is divorced early."

The hot and sour noodles tasted very good. Meng Su packed five copies and took them home. When they arrived at the old house, Yan San and Yan Qi were actually sitting on the roof in the snow, and they were taken aback.

As if going back to many years ago, when they were in Daixian, they galloped back from the pass. As soon as they entered the courtyard, they could see people sitting on the roof, either Yansanyanqi or Yingjiu.

Seeing people coming back, Yan Sanyan and Qi jumped off the roof and asked, "Why is it so late?"

Meng Su handed the packing bag, glanced at the second floor, and whispered: "Supper, why not?"

Yan Qi took the packing bag in his hand and walked behind Yan San into the house, and asked, "A night snack and a fight?"

"When they met Zhou Ziqing, they were bullied." Yang Zhao and Yan San walked inside two steps away and said.

Yan San sat on the sofa and watched Yan Qi open the bag and take out a bowl of noodles. After receiving it, Yan San said, "On the 11th, Qingyu answered the phone. Tomorrow is the 10th anniversary party of the classmates. She must go. "

"Her body?" Yang Zhao hesitated and asked.

"Eleventh said, she said she should go to this party. I heard that one of her former classmates did a big job and wanted to catch the wind." Yan San took a sip of chopstick powder and nodded: "It tastes good. Meng Su, where did you buy it?"

"I'm going to buy tomorrow morning." Meng Su said with a smile, taking off his coat and walking upstairs.

"Tomorrow we will also go together. Just now Zhou Ziqing was with their classmates and was entangled by a group of gangsters. We helped. Zhou Ziqing introduced that we are your friends." Yang Zhao paused and brought a little upturned sound. Said: "Ling Qingyu's new husband's iron buddies."

Yan Qi sprayed out the powder.

The custom of Ningcheng is to prepare some big dishes for the New Year. Early in the morning, Ling Ma took Su Mu and Ying Shi 13 Ying Jiu to the vegetable market to buy fish, meat and vegetables. Considering that there were 12 young men in the family, Ling Ma Asked for a pig directly.

Knuckles, meatballs, buckles... Su Mu and Ying Shisan started the same preparations under Ling Ma's command.

When I saw that the three of them and the aunt would chop the meat for a long time, it didn’t take long for Sum’s posture that I couldn’t see the shadow of the knife, and a big pot came out. Ling Ma assured the kitchen. To two people.

When Ling Qingyu came down, he smelled the scent of fried meatballs, stretched his nose and followed the smell to the kitchen.

Ying Shisan was making a pot of meatballs. Seeing her like that, he sandwiched a meatball and blew, ah, when she opened her mouth, she put the meatballs in her mouth and smiled: "Be careful. !"

Ling Qingyu slid and exhaled, chewing the meatballs while applauding the delicious food while swallowing, staring straight at the plate of meatballs.

Yan San picked up the plate of meatballs from the back of her body, took her hand and smiled, "Didn't you say you want to eat noodles?"

"Bought the powder?" Ling Qingyu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he ran to the restaurant with a scream.

"Is that good?" Ying Shisan smiled as she looked at her vigorous posture.