Mixed Miners

Yang Ling stood at the gate and looked at the portraits of Qin Qiong and Yu Chigong posted on some mottled wooden doors. It was very disdainful and grinned.

These two guys who have been sealed have helped the people to keep the door for nearly a thousand years, but the cause is that their big boss, Li Shimin, has done more bad things in the middle of the night, and Li Shimin killed his brother and brother for the emperor. He also understood his old man, except that he had given him a bunch of women, and he did not let him leave the Daming Palace until he died. It is definitely the worst and most horrific moral collapse in Chinese history. model.

Even so, Li Shimin was regarded as one of the greatest emperors of the history of China, and was listed after the Qin Emperor Hanwu. Therefore, it can be seen that morality is a fart compared with human desires.

From the very beginning of human beings, human beings did not find the direction of their own civilization development. In the course of slow development, although there are countless philosophers who are constantly revising, they still cannot stop the inferiority of this race.

It’s really a lost future!

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh. In the past few days, he was like a demon. He saw something to think about the problem that he couldn't get along with his gossip.

This kind of worry about the future of mankind, whether it is the supreme leader of the United States and China, even the United Nations has not considered and planned it. Because of the realm of the realm, they are thinking more about decades and decades. Things, and the purpose is not to worry about the future of mankind, but to consider the control and grasp of power resources.

Standing tall, so far away, Yang Ling is full of worry about the future of mankind.

The encounter between the stick and the old man of the spider has made him more deeply depressed and urgency. How many years or a thousand years? Once human beings really step into the universe, the distance is getting closer and closer, and they are doing this behind the scenes.

I don't know if it is right or wrong to release the spacecraft and propellers this time?

Are you accelerating the speed of human destruction?

If you can really live for thousands of years, humanity is dead...

"Second brother ~!"

Just as Yang Ling was eating radish and worrying about the future of mankind, Yang Lei ran in from the outside wearing a red down jacket.

"Is there a sister of Xinglin?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but smack a few times, and pointed his finger at the fire room that closed the door, so the **** rushed over and screamed and shouted at the door while shouting at Xinglin's sister.

However, her voice immediately became particularly weird and added: "Xiao Jingjie~!"

Ha ha! Yang Lingpi smiled and did not smile, followed up, gloating to see how this Shantou film that turned his elbows turned out to be a qualified little girl.

This girl decided not to think that she would bring the two women blatantly together for the New Year.

However, he has not yet reached the door, and Yang Lei has pushed the door out of the fire, and his eyes disappeared at the door of the yard.

Yang Ling couldn't help but lick his mouth. This girl definitely went home again and went to the roots of the three slaps.

In the room, there is a chopping board on the side of the stove.

He Xiumei is in the dough, Sun Xiaojing and Han Xinglin are sitting on old black chairs and learning to make dumplings.

The three mothers and daughters were busy talking and talking, and the atmosphere was harmonious and harmonious.

Looking at the two beautiful women who looked down on the country, Yang Ling smiled and dragged a chair to sit down.

"You still laugh!" Han Xinglin glanced at him and looked at an unknown item in his hand, with a red face on his face, and even the white ears were red.

Sun Xiaojing lowered his head and had a thin layer of sweat on his nose. The shape of the dumplings in his hand should be much more beautiful. After all, it is an archaeological study. It often repairs some of the artifacts within the ancient paintings, so the hand is good, counted It is a enamel heart, a skillful hand, and a life of one person all the year round. It is much stronger than Han Xinglin for cooking and cooking. The dumplings placed in front of her are obviously very good.

Looking at Han Xinglin's clumsy look, Yang Ling patted her on the sleek **** of her jeans and said, "Look at my husband to give you one!"

Han Xinglin screamed, and the blushing bleed came. This action is in the face of the future mother-in-law, leaving her to have a big brain and a shameless eye.

He Xiumei raised the rolling pin in his hand and warned, "If you break Linlin, be careful of your skin! If you want to pack it, wash your hands."

Hey~!

Yang Ling suddenly blinked and didn't talk. Han Xinglin was red-faced and buried her face on her chest. Sun Xiaojing also bowed her head and smirked, and her shoulders shrugged.

“嘿嘿~!” Yang Ling felt the full of flexibility, and smiled a few times and said: “Look, I want to demonstrate not dumplings with hands!”

After Yang Ling finished, his fingers were lightly hooked, and a dumpling skin floated in the air. Then the spoon was thrown out in the dish and a piece of stuffing slowly floated to put the stuffing on the dough. Then the dough looked like a pair. The hand that was not seen was in operation, folded in half, and a row of patterns was pinched out, and finally fell on the mesh screen of the bamboo.

"It's so fun, come one more!" Han Xinglin clapped her hands excitedly.

So Yang Ling performed another one.

Although the two women felt novel, they were not too surprised, but He Xiumei was staring at his son and was a little lost.

The son did change. Although it was still naughty and not formal, it became a bit strange, but she was relieved when she turned her eyes. No matter how it changed, he was his own son, so he gave him a look. "When you come back, don't you go see grandparents, three uncles and uncles, and stay at home? This is our woman's business."

Yang Ling put away the control of the spell and said with a smile: "You don't have to go to see ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ they will come over soon!"

Sure enough, when Yang Ling finished the fourth, the door of the fire room was pushed open, and suddenly a large group of people came in.

Grandparents, grandmothers, three sisters, four sisters, Yang Lei, and Yang Lan, all of them were squeezing in and out, and the small fire room was suddenly filled.

After a mess of greetings, then the chair was lifted and the table was raised. A large group of people found the place to sit. Except for Yang Lan, all the people squeezed around the dumplings and began to make dumplings.

Everyone started to work, but the eyes kept looking at Han Xinglin and Sun Xiaojing, just like a fully automatic scanner, with all kinds of amazing light in his eyes.

The two women felt like two scared little cockroaches at this time, buried their heads on their chests, and they didn't know where to put them.

Yang Ling was so sullen that he was squeezed into the doorway, looking at the scene in front of him with a black line, and then stunned Yang Lei’s gimmick.

It’s just too gossip, it’s all right now, it’s got bigger! (To be continued.)