Mixed Miners

“咚咚~” After the music was turned off, Yang Ling knocked on the table a few times, and the hall slowly calmed down.

"There has been no meeting for a long time. The fine traditions of Chinese civilization cannot be lost. In the future, there will be more meetings and good meetings, which will increase communication and increase feelings..."

Yang Ling’s words have not been finished yet, Ding Cong turned his eyes and stood up: “Would you like to wear a whole set of robes, let’s punch the cards on time every day, and long live for three!”

"Oh, Congzi's proposal is good. Every day, I want to make a few sounds. My emperor is so long lived and tens of thousands of years old!" Yu Qiang's face is very excited.

"Well, you still have to hoe!" Ding Cong grinned.

"That's forget!" Yu Qiang immediately changed his face.

Yang Ling's face is black and his teeth are biting. If there is a rubber band, he doesn't mind breaking the two guys... eggs!

The two goods were smashing and the scene was a bit out of control.

In the noisy, Yang Ling introduced a few protoss members with a black face, so that everyone can live in peace together, and the supply and co-ordination of various reserve materials should be treated equally. At the same time, Yang Ling also allows some of the Protoss to assist some of the system. The logistics auxiliary unit helps to open various factories and provide weapons and equipment. At the same time, the Protoss cannot use the resources and systems to communicate and share, and the task of conquering the Protoss is listed as a top priority. All resources must be 'MLM'. The plan is tilted, all kinds of materials must be in place at the first time, Gao Wenfeng and Yu Qiang are both coordinators with the Protoss, and are fully responsible for logistics support and communication.

Because the Protoss now swear allegiance to Yang Ling, it is actually an independent system. Basically everything is outside the system, and the Protoss is the only five-level civilization in the current universe. The resources stored are simply astronomical.

A large amount of materials still need to be counted and collected. Yang Ling believes that after the task of conquering the Protoss is completed, the resources in his hands will definitely reach a very amazing number.

After almost a small meeting, the meeting was over, all the people were full of food and drink, and each of them was red-faced and shoulder-to-shoulder, and Yang Ling looked at the melon-stricken melon and cigarette butts, and the face was kept pumping.

The huge stone chair is like a big bed. Yang Ling sits in the middle, sitting on two beautiful wives on both sides. Of course, there is a strange little scorpion caught in it and sitting next to him. The atmosphere is very strange.

A few women didn't mind having a single Xue Yurong. It seems that this little bitter is the dish that Yang Ling originally had in the bowl. I have seen it before, and I have touched it. It is only a matter of time.

In the hall, quietly, Yang Ling suddenly held Sun Xiaojing’s hand and said, “Xiao Jing, is it a failure for me to be a man?”

Sun Xiaojing looked at him with a brow and helped him sort out his hair and said softly: "Is this not the result you always wanted? Be a man, be happy, this is what you said to me, now everyone is very Happy, nothing else doesn't matter!"

"Xiaoling, you have done a good job! I also think that everyone is so good, unrestrained, there is no barrier." Han Xue is also comforting him. In the mind of Han Xue, Yang Ling is like her. My younger brother, the idea is simple, sometimes it will be a little temper, and then I will love her arms for comfort. When I think of the scene, Han Xue feels sweet in her heart, and she also enjoys the little kindness and attachment of her own man. .

"Hey, husband! The meeting is so fun!" Han Xinglin smiled and blinked a few times. "If you put on a robes, we are not going to wear Fengguanxia to pretend to be a queen and a scorpion..."

"..."

Yang Ling is happy to cry a little, this brain hole can not be blocked, too big.

Under the comfort of several wives, Yang Ling feels a lot better. The plan for uploading and selling has been arranged. He basically can't help, and at most, he comes out at the last moment to collect the younger brother. So, he will be more free recently. So he took a few women with a small donkey back to his hometown to accompany the old lady to go.

Yang Benshun and He Xiumei’s cultivation are relatively late, and they are relatively slow. Since Yang Ling’s return from nine days and ten days has passed, it’s been four years now. The two people are still only full of temperament, but they are healthy and look like three. People around the age of ten, two people are accustomed to living in the countryside, planting vegetables every day, raising chickens and ducks, living in peace and leisure, a few beautiful daughters come together to chat with each other for three days, also compare Lively, the only regret is that Yang Ling has been married for so many years, and the daughter-in-law has made a table of mahjong, and it is unclear with a few nephews, but there is no one, which makes He Xiumei regretful, every time. When I saw my son, I couldn’t help but take out the rolling pin.

Yang Ling’s uncle, three uncles, four uncles and grandparents lived next to him, and several brothers and sisters Yang Cheng, Yang Lan, Yang Xu, Yang Lei, and big sister Yang Lan are now helping in the system, almost exiting the system. At home, but the things that people manage are not the same, so they don't often get together.

Because most of the people in the village are intimately involved, but they can't run five clothes, and Yang Ling gave Gong Quansheng 10,000 capsules of qi, the national level has no longer to conceal, so he is too lazy to cover up. Directly put all the old ladies in the village ~www.readwn.com~ Uncle Bo Niang, young children and children have opened the second line of Ren Du, now the village is almost a seclusion of dozens of congenital and The practice of practicing the gas village is like a family of comprehension in a novel.

It was October, and the autumn was crisp and breezy.

The village is still the village, and the scenery is still the scenery.

A group of people sat on the grass on the beachside and watched the sparkling river in the sun. Yang Ling was a little dazed.

He has been to countless planets, experienced a variety of cosmic wonders, has been exposed to exotic alien species, and has seen various environments, but no matter where it is, even in the aura of the soul, Yang Ling I can't make my mood feel calm, plain, safe, and quiet as it is now.

No matter where you are, no matter how long you leave, there is always only one destination in your heart.

This mountain, the tree, the river beach, the flowing water, the grass and the trees here, can make you have a kind of love that can't be separated. It has been melting for decades, centuries or even tens of thousands of years. Inside the bones, it became a part of life.

Han Xinglin sat nearby and prepared a straw hat with a clumsy grass stem that was about to wither.

Xue Yuqin is teasing a burdock with a handful of grass in her hand.

Han Xue sat next to Yang Ling and quietly watched him in the river.

Xue Yurong smashed stones on the river beach.

The squad leader's dress fluttered on a large rock by the river, and the wind was far and wide, and the posture was elegant, quiet and elegant.

Time seems to solidify at this moment.

If there is no system, don't know what it is like?

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