My Immortal Big Missy Chapter 642: Hot blood

Because the circuit is not smooth, coupled with the savings of the Miao people, after night falls, when you look at the Xiongjiazhai from the outside, you will feel that some thin clouds are bleak and cool. In front of the stockade, the shadows of lights and trees swayed, as if a group of demons danced wildly. There was only an old man standing at the door of the stockade, untouched by the environment like Mount Tai.

"It's really not easy, old man!" He Wenzhuo murmured into Yang Guo's ear. In fact, it was not the first time that they saw Xiong Kehu. Yang Guo introduced them to each other during the first two transports. However, the Xiong Kehu that was seen at that time was like an ordinary old man among the mountain people. There is no sense of threat.

The current Xiong Kehu, although his beard and hair are all white, and his figure shrunk, he stands tall in the mountain breeze, as if he is the majestic mountain behind him, his momentum is restrained, but he still feels thick and majestic. .

He Wenzhuo is not a master of martial arts, his feelings are not deep, the deepest feeling is Meng Sanhuo, a martial idiot, his eyes suddenly widened, and the light came out like a searchlight. Meng Sanhuo couldn't care about entangled Yang Guo either, and Mr. Xiong attracted him deeply like a magnet.

Yang Guo smiled and ignored these violent maniacs. He took the lead in moving the remaining computers into the ancestral hall. It was also a Miao stilt building, but the style was more simple and solemn. Because the school was under major repairs, the ancestral hall was deliberately vacated. Use these baby computers as warehouse workers.

"Papa!" Xiong Xiaolin couldn't help it. Qiqi ran all the way and threw herself into her father's arms. She pouted her small mouth and said, "It's dark, Qiqi is so scared!"

Just now the little guy wanted to follow his father down the mountain, but Yang Guo has to carry so many boxes, so there is no time to take care of her, so please Xiong Xiaolin to control Qiqi. Although Qiqi did not cry and make a lot of noise, it looked like a little wronged. I see pity.

Regardless of how dirty he is, he will have to take a shower anyway, Yang Guo smiled and picked up his daughter, and said, "Hey, isn't Dad coming back?"

"Haha! Yang Guo, your daughter can't be brave! My Xiaochen, when she was over two years old, dared to sleep alone!" He Wenzhuo said with a grin.

"How can it be compared?" Yang Guo said angrily, "Qiqi is a girl! Besides, she is only one and a half years old, far from two years old!"

Yang Guo secretly slandered. It is estimated that this guy Big Brother He is too irritable. After returning from the army, he wanted to hold his sister-in-law to be ashamed, and then threw his son into the next room!

He Wenzhuo smiled and said: "It's only one and a half years old? I forgot. Qiqi has grown up so much. Your sister-in-law used to say that Qiqi grew up with imported milk powder because it grew up quickly."

"Qiqi, do you still know your uncle?" It is estimated that he came back from the old man Xiong Kehu. Meng Sanhuo ran back to Yang Guo sullenly, and saw Qiqi in a new seedling outfit. He smiled and greeted him. Tao.

The ancestral hall is still very bright, but Qiqi looked at Meng Sanhuo for a while. Meng Sanhuo thought that Qiqi couldn't recognize him, so Qiqi giggled and she pulled the collar of Yang Guo. , Pointed at Meng Sanhuo and smiled: "I recognize! You fought with Papa and got spanked by your father!"

Meng Sanhuo blushed. He scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect Qiqi to remember him, and Qiqi actually remembers the scene two months ago-Yang Guo came to the barracks to play, and a kick would jump in. He pulled it down in the air! What a shame! Didn't you see those wicked guys around you covering their mouths and laughing?

Yang Guo wanted to laugh too, but he was embarrassed to laugh, so he could only pat Qiqi’s small head and criticized: "Qiqi don’t talk nonsense, this is Uncle Meng."

"Qiqi didn't talk nonsense, Qiqi remembers it!" Qiqi grabbed his father's chin and said, shaking it back and forth.

After the trouble was over, Xiong Kehu invited these heroes from far away (in his words) to eat at his home. Of course, the meal was a common meal, and the only highlight was the croissant.

The term ox horn wine must be taken apart to look at it. The horn is an exquisitely carved vessel made of buffalo horn by the Miao people. The wine is aged glutinous rice, which is also the most proud creation of the Miao people.

Before Yang Guo didn’t drink, Xiong Kehu’s heartfelt hospitality was not appreciated. This time, he saw that these sturdy men with tempers were all heroes of wine, so he brought up a jar of 20-year-old wine from the cellar and poured it. It came out with a rich fragrance and a brown-yellow color like diluted honey. The greedy Xiong San clapped his hands and shouted for good wine!

Before drinking, you must follow the etiquette of the Miao people. Several gorgeously dressed girls are holding a horn cup, and one person feeds a sip of wine. Except for the non-drinking Yang Guo, no one else is allowed to refuse. Even Fatty Long, the worst drinker, had a drink.

"Good wine, good wine!" He Wenzhuo dries in one mouthful, and after closing his eyes for a long time, he nodded in praise.

After drinking for two rounds, Fatty Long and Cai Simin both went to the table dazedly, while Xiong Kehu's chat with a few soldiers just started.

"You are all called special forces at the time. At that time, Qingyishui's scouts had the name special forces, but no one liked it." Xiong Kehu said happily, "We are the kind of flying on the grass. Haunted at night, quietly let you see Hades's scouts!"

He Wenzhuo raised his cup and said admiringly: "Master, you are a great hero, our special forces brigade, who has never heard of your tuba! The top ten soldiers of the Southwest, with outstanding military exploits, and now we are all Idol!"

"Haha!" Xiong Kehu is quite useful, but he still pretended to be humble and said, "This is all a thing of the past!"

"When I was a child, my father had seen your deeds with me! He also participated in that war. I heard that when the class teacher returned to China, the general mansion of the South Vietnam State still had the spell of your reconnaissance force attached. You came out in the middle of the night~IndoMTL.com~ and brought them to a pot. Haha!" He Wenzhuo recalled hopefully.

"Your father is also a soldier? Which unit is from?" Xiong Kehu asked with interest.

"He was from the 1st Battalion, 3rd Regiment, 6th and 6th Brigade of the Southwest Military Region. You may not have heard of it." He Wenzhuo waved his hand and said, "At that time, my father was still young. He just stared blankly and charged with the veteran. I'm back alive."

Xiong Kehu has never heard of it, but he patted the table and said in a passionate tone: "Your father is also a good man! Fighting is to fight as soon as you fight and pee your pants before others cannonballs. Eggs/eggs?"

Xiong Kehu probably did not expect that he was praised as a hero He Jiuming, now he is the first officer of the Guangzhou military area, right? However, even if he knew it, he wouldn't care much. The rice wine is aged, but the degree is very high. He Wenzhuo also drank too much. He raised the cup and yelled: "What the old man said is that he peeed his pants and beat an egg! Charge! Charge!" (Please ask for a monthly pass, Please recommend! ≧▽≦)

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