Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"The first time I spent the Mid-Autumn Festival in the military camp was 15 years old. I followed a group of soldiers to eat roast lamb. The master of cooking in the military camp was a Shaanxi man. He used to be an apprentice while cooking in a small restaurant. It's more than two knives, but Master Fu's roast lamb is a good hand. The first time I ate the roasted lamb, I ate a whole leg of lamb alone. He saw that I like it, and every time I roast The sheep will leave me one of the best yellow sheep hind legs. Sometimes I do n’t know where to get a small pot of leek sauce from Beidi. He is reluctant to eat it, but he will keep it for me every time. When it was no one, I sneaked it and dipped it in me.

"The leek flower sauce is very rare in the southern Xinjiang. The master Fu is afraid that I will finish it in one go. He will take it away and only dig two spoonfuls for me every time I eat mutton, haha, half old man It's so childish. "

Lu Zhishan suddenly laughed, and smiled again without a voice. He stared at the slightly reddish sky, and came out a while.

"Cousin?" Mu Nanzhi whispered, thinking about eating mutton pot with Lu Zhishan in the past. Lu Zhishan did not eat leek sauce. At this moment, facing the calmness of Lu Zhishan, she felt in her heart. Something pitying.

Lu Zhishan turned back and looked to his side, only to see the child looking at him with some worry. Lu Zhishan then tickled his lips and said with a smile, "Where did I say just now?"

Mu Nanzhi whispered: "Cousin just said that you went to Nanjing for the first time to eat roast sheep."

"Oh, yes, it's pretty shameless. When I ate roast lamb for the first time, I had no image in particular. It was so delicious. I sat in front of the campfire and buried my head without thinking. The leg of lamb was so straight that my face was full of oil. Zhao Jingting laughed at me as a bit of a sect, I was too lazy to care for him, and buried my head after eating a whole leg of lamb. It ’s really good, but then I could n’t stand anymore. After sitting on the ground for a while, I felt that I had lost my food, and then I went back and forth. I rubbed the soap corner for half an hour, and I felt greasy and uncomfortable. Speaking of here, Lu Zhishan couldn't help but pull his lips, and paused and said, "At that time, when I first entered the South, I felt that everything was rare, rare roast sheep, rare spirits, rare southern territories, rare Tongze Feelings, rare white horses, fast knives, rare battlefield iron blood, even wounded can not stop the heart of the lofty sentiments, until the master Fu died in the Siamese sword. "

Mu Nanzhi's eyes were stunned. She moved her lips and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything, she just held the man's hand tightly.

She regretted what story she was listening to. The battlefield was ruthless. Even if there was a story, it was **** and miserable. She didn't want to poke the old wound on her cousin's heart.

"When his remains were found, he was still hiding half a jar of leek sauce," Lu Zhishan said again after a long silence, "the jar containing the leek sauce was broken, and his entire chest was filled with blood. And leek sauce, the **** smell is mixed with the taste of leek sauce, it is too pungent, I will never forget that taste in my life. "

"I was vomiting that day, and I couldn't vomit anything, but I couldn't stop. I kept kneeling on the ground and vomiting. Then I vomited my stomach and stomach aches, and I couldn't eat for a few days . "

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