human suffering

Chapter 950
Early in the morning, Long Shao's phone's alarm woke him up, and he arrived on the lake in Taiqinggou before dawn.

Now that his temporary backer, He Naizi, has acquiesced, he still has to continue with this small project.

Since it is a career, Long Shao is very serious and must have a correct attitude.

Getting up early, going through hardships, and being cold are all trivial matters.

Although Di Xingzi didn't let his cousin and Long Er live in him, he called them all when he was working.

Regarding the matter of He Naizi, Long Shao didn't mention a word.

Fear scared them all away, just vaguely passed, without elaborating.

Dig holes, release fish, everything is done step by step, and the rest is to celebrate the New Year and hold a grand winter fishing festival.

With He Naizi's involvement, Long Shao left many things to Long Er to handle.

Anyway, Young Master Long had already laid the groundwork some time ago, and he just wanted to follow up on the specific matters.

What kind of Yangko team, what kind of etiquette company, what kind of nursery for buying fish.

Long Shao wrote two papers about everything, and asked Long Er and his cousin to implement it one by one.

After finishing the work, Young Master Long went to his uncle's house to get a lot of hard food. Today is Chinese New Year, so He Naizi must be served well.

At dawn, Young Master Long returned to the subterranean cellar.

At this time He Naizi also woke up, and was strengthening the restraints for Huang Ping and the others. Who knows when they woke up, and it would be impossible to go on a business trip again.

After Long Shao entered the house, he began to cook. The ingredients were hard, and they were all frozen hard, so they had to be cooked.

During the breaks between work, Long Shao always felt that He Naizi was looking at him, that kind of staring directly and undisguisedly.

what does this mean?
Did he really fall in love with himself after a drink?

Just receiving such attention, Young Master Long always felt furious in his heart, as if he was a prey.

In order to alleviate the unreliability in my heart, I had no choice but to find something to say.

"Well, Her Lady Queen, these people on the ground will not be starved to death, will they?
Do you want to wake up and eat something, in case you starve to death, how can you exchange hostages? "

He Naizi looked at Long Shao with good eyes, but he didn't understand why this person who looked like a little ruffian had such a noble blood?

In my lineage, the Nimacha family is considered a third-rate, semi-second-rate family in the shamanism system, and it can be considered prominent.

But compared with Nala's, it just doesn't show up, and it's definitely lower by several levels.

At least in terms of inheritance, the difference is not 01:30.

Back then, when he went into exile overseas, it was because of his poor bloodline that he couldn't make it in the local area, so he found another way out.

Coincidentally, he made his fortune in that island country, and he was a foreign monk who could chant scriptures, and was reused, so he came onto the stage.

But I didn't dare to use the name of Shamanism, so I had to use another Shintoism to cover my face.

Swindled and abducted, devoid of conscience, for so many years, before grandpa died, there was always a thought, that is to come back.

No matter what method you use, you just want to come back, you just want to come back and get ahead.

However, the cycle of heaven and retribution is not good, and in my own life, it is considered extinct.

There was only one girl, and Nimacha's family was broken. Grandpa didn't close his eyes when he died.

Yesterday, I knew that Long Shao was the blood of the Nala family, so I didn't close my eyes all night.

I thought a lot about my family, the current form, and the precarious future.

What I don't understand the most is, since he is a direct descendant of the Nala clan, why did Young Master Long get so miserable?

No, he didn't have a bad time, he just broke away from shamanism and joined the officialdom.

It seems that he is not lying when he said that he is a young talent.

So does he really like himself?
Thinking of this, He Naizi's thoughts were interrupted by Long Shao, and his attitude towards Long Shao also changed a lot.

"Long Sang, don't worry, the technique I give them is similar to hibernation, they won't die for ten days and half a month.

By the way, are you cooking New Year's Eve dinner?
Since I was a child, I heard from the elders in my family that we have to eat New Year’s Eve dinner and eat dumplings during the New Year’s Eve.

It's just that many elders didn't come back until they died. It's a pity that they didn't eat this dumpling. "

This is a lot of information.

Long Shao is not an idiot, it is easy to discern the deep meaning of these words.

It turns out that He Naizi's ancestors also left from this land?

"Well, Your Lady Queen, it's midnight to eat dumplings, so let's have New Year's Eve dinner first in the afternoon.

Don't worry, I will let you eat this dumpling. "

He Naizi walked up to Long Shao, put on high heels, and was even taller than Long Shao.

"Long Sang, stop calling me Your Lady Queen, call me He Naizi.

Let me help you cook the New Year's Eve dinner together. I always watch you busy with work alone, and I am also idle when I am idle, so I can feel the atmosphere of labor. "

This is the biggest gesture, right?

Long Shao felt that the happiness came a little suddenly, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Instinctively wanting to refuse, but afraid that the other party would be angry, he had to guide He Naizi to cook together.

Long Shao felt a little regretful about really doing the work.

He Naizi is indeed the Queen, she has no practical value other than sitting on the table and pretending to be.

That's nothing. Originally, Young Master Long could cook a table of hard dishes in three or four hours.

In the end, with He Naizi's assist, it was dark and the job was over.

He Naizi was more excited. Looking at the table of dishes, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

After all, I participated in it. As for whether it is positive energy or a hindrance, is that important?

Both of them were in a good mood, or they both pretended to be very good, deliberately creating a festive atmosphere for the New Year, Long Shao also set off a string of firecrackers at the gate of the cellar.

After pouring the wine, He Naizi had her own plan.

Every time Young Master Long raises his glass to toast, He Naizi toasts him in the end, as if he doesn't want him to drink too much, or is afraid that he will drink too much.

"Long Sang, I respect you for this glass of wine. Thank you for your meticulous care during this time. I am very grateful."

"Long Sang, I respect you for this glass of wine, thank you for betraying the organization for me, thank you for liking me."

"Long Sang, I respect you for this glass of wine. Thank you for being the person I entrust my whole life to. God really loves me so much."

"Long Sang, this glass of wine."

After drinking seven or eight glasses of wine, He Naizi appeared drunk, and Long Shao was sober, he didn't drink a glass.

The drunk He Naizi started talking messily.

"Did you make it?

Long Sang, since I was a child, you are the only Yin who has been kind to me.

My family is patriarchal, and they all dislike me as a female banker and cannot inherit the blood.

Pooh, those old bastards are blind.

Do I, Nimacha He Nai, care about blood?

Long Sang, we must give birth to children of the most noble blood.

Let's call him Nimacha He Nailong.

Long Sang, what do you think?

You answer me, okay?"

Before Young Master Long could answer, He Naizi was already drunk.

It's just that this time he didn't put his head on the dining table, but collapsed into Long Shao's arms.

What kind of request is this?
Who does He Naizi think of herself as?
Long Shao was a little caught off guard.

Carefully locked the door of the cellar, and took another sheet to cover the four people on the ground.

Finally, he looked up to the sky with a long sigh, turned off the light, and climbed onto the kang.

(End of this chapter)