My wife is weak

Chapter 308 Song Yi really gets stuck in time
The young man in black clothes looked at the two little girls walking not far away, and finally there was a hint of reaction in his calm eyes.

"Brother!"

Long Xiangying called out to Long Xiangyi, and then whispered to Tang Ruyao, "That's my big brother, you can call him big brother too."

"This is Miss Tang's family!"

Long Xiangyi's voice is very distinctive, and the hoarseness contains magnetism, which is very attractive.

Tang Ruyao saluted obediently, "Brother Long."

"Brother, where's that brat?" Long Xiangying looked around, but she didn't see the figure of the tall and straight young man, so she couldn't help but asked with some doubts.

"I have something to do, I'll be back soon."

Long Xiangyi didn't say that, if he didn't guess wrong, this matter was related to Xirong.

Long Xiangying didn't ask any more questions, but took off a small sachet she had been wearing all the time, and threw it to Long Xiangyi.

Long Xiangyi caught the small sachet handed over by Long Xiangying with one hand, "You still enjoy it."

Inside this small sachet is the seasoning that Long Xiangying made herself. It is the most suitable spice to use in the wild barbecue.

Tang Ruyao was dragged by Long Xiangying to sit down beside the creek, watching Long Xiangyi start a fire by himself, and put the pheasant that had been prepared a long time ago on the fire to roast.

Just as Long Xiangyi sprinkled the spices on the roasted pheasant, a dark red figure appeared not far away.

"It's really time for this kid to appear! Tsk tsk tsk..."

Long Xiangying watched Song Yan appear and shook her head, it was too late.

"Cousin, Yaoyao."

Song Yan nodded to the two who had arrived not long ago, but there was really a difference between the "cousin" and the "yaoyao".

That "Yaoyao" sound was really gentle.

Long Xiangying silently walked to her brother's side, so it seemed that she would be less hurt this way.

Tang Ruyao just watched Long Xiangying leave her side, and then said to Long Xiangyi: "Brother, let's go pick up some more firewood, it seems that it is not enough."

Long Xiangyi looked at the huge pile of firewood: "..."

Long Xiangying picked up two roasted pheasants and said to Tang Ruyao and Song Yan, "I'm going to collect some firewood, and I'll be back soon."

As for how fast Long Xiangying said "soon", she herself couldn't tell, anyway, it must not be so soon.

Tang Ruyao looked at Long Xiangying's flowing water and flowing clouds without any sense of disobedience, and didn't know how to express his inner thoughts at all.

"Really are……"

Song Yan was also a little helpless, he didn't even know that his cousin could be like this.

Going to the creek to wash his hands, Song Yan walked slowly to the fire that was about to be extinguished not far away, and tore apart the pheasant that Long Xiangying gave them, and the heat burst from the torn pheasant. It emerges from the open chicken, with a unique aroma floating in the air.

"Come here, let's eat something to fill our stomachs first and then talk about other things."

Song Yan waved to the little girl who was still standing still, and handed the two torn chicken legs to the little girl.

There was a large piece of meat attached to the two chicken legs, and Tang Ruyao felt full when she looked at it, but she just took the one that looked smaller.

"One is enough for me, you can eat more."

Song Yan remembered that when he was with the little girl before, the little girl really didn't eat much, so he had to take the chicken leg back.

　Long Xiangyi (four tones of yi), this word is borrowed from the name of the roommate.

　　During the military training, no one could call her by her name correctly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)