My Lady Fairy

because the circuit is not very smooth, coupled with the savings of the Miao people, after nightfall, when you look at xiongjiazhai from the outside, you will feel a little bleak. In front of the stockade, the shadows of lights and trees swayed, as if a group of demons were dancing in disorder. There was only an old man standing at the gate of the stockade as motionless as Mount Tai, unaffected by the environment.

"The old man is really not simple!" He Wenzhuo muttered in Yang Guo's ear. In fact, it was not the first time for them to see Xiong kehu. Yang Guo introduced them to each other during the previous two transports. However, Xiong kehu at that time was like an ordinary old man in the crowd of mountain people, without any sense of threat.

And now Xiong kehu, although his beard and hair are all white, although his body shape is also a little shrunk, but he stands upright in the mountain wind, as if he is the towering mountain behind him. His momentum converges, but he still feels magnificent.

He Wenzhuo is not a master of martial arts. His feelings are not deep. The deepest feeling is Meng sanhun, a martial fool. His eyes suddenly stared round, like a searchlight. Meng sanhun didn't care to entangle Yang Guo anymore. Old bear was like a magnet and deeply attracted him.

Yang Guo smiled and ignored these violent maniacs. He took the lead in moving the remaining computers to the ancestral hall, which is also a Miao stilted building, but the style is more primitive and solemn. Because the school is under overhaul, the ancestral hall was deliberately vacated to serve as a warehouse for these precious computers.

"Baba!" Xiongxiaolin couldn't hold it. Qiqi ran all the way and jumped into her father's arms. She pouted her small mouth and said, "it's dark, Qiqi is so afraid!"

Just now, the little guy has been trying to follow his father down the mountain, but Yang Guo has to carry so many boxes, so there is no free time to take care of her, so please xiongxiaolin to control Qiqi. Although Qiqi didn't cry and make a scene, I still feel sorry for her little grievance.

Regardless of his dirty body, he would take a bath later anyway. Yang Guo smiled, picked up his daughter and said, "well, isn't dad back?"

"Haha! Yang Guo, your daughter's courage is not good! My Xiaochen dared to sleep alone when she was more than two years old!" He Wenzhuo beside said with a smile.

"How can you compare?" Yang Guo said unhappily, "Qiqi is a girl! Besides, she is only one and a half years old, and she is still far away from two years old!"

Yang Guo secretly feigned that brother he was too impetuous. When he came back from the army, he wanted to do something shameful with his sister-in-law, and then threw his own son into the next room!

He Wenzhuo said with a smile, "only one and a half years old? I forgot that Qiqi has grown so big. Your sister-in-law used to say whether Qiqi grew up by drinking imported milk powder and developed very fast."

"Qiqi, do you still know your uncle?" It is estimated that he came back from the wall on the side of xiongkehu. Meng Sanhui ran back to Yang Guo in despair. Seeing Qiqi in a Miao suit, he greeted with a smile.

The ancestral hall was still very bright, but Qi Qi still looked at Meng Sanhui for a long time. Meng Sanhui thought that Qi Qi couldn't recognize him. As a result, Qi Qi giggled. She pulled Yang Guo's collar, pointed to Meng Sanhui and laughed, "I know! You fought with Baba and were spanked by Dad!"

Meng Sanhu's black face turned red. He scratched his head in embarrassment. Unexpectedly, Qiqi still remembered him, and Qiqi actually remembered the scene two months ago - Yang Guo came to the military camp to play, and a leg jerked him out of the air! What a shame! Don't you see those wicked guys around all covering their mouths and laughing?

Yang Guo also wanted to laugh, but he was embarrassed to laugh, so he patted Qiqi's small head and criticized, "Qiqi, don't talk nonsense, this is uncle Meng."

"Qiqi didn't talk nonsense. Qiqi remembers it!" Qi Qi shook her father's chin and said unconvinced.

After the trouble, Xiong kehu invited these heroes from afar to his house for dinner. Of course, the meal was a regular meal, and the only highlight was croissant wine.

Niujiao wine, the word must be taken apart. Niujiao is a utensil with exquisite appearance made of Niujiao by Miao people. Wine is aged glutinous rice, and it is also the most proud creation of Miao people.

Yang Guo didn't drink wine before, and Xiong kehu deliberately entertained no one to appreciate. This time, he saw that these tough men with good temper were all heroes in the wine, so he brought a jar of 20-year-old wine from the cellar. It poured out with rich fragrance and brown color like diluted honey. The greedy Xiong San clapped his hands and shouted good wine without drinking it!

Before drinking, it must follow the etiquette of the Miao people. Several gorgeous girls held horns cups and fed a mouthful of wine to each other. No one was allowed to refuse except Yang Guo, who was not drunk at all. Even the fat dragon, who had the worst drinking capacity, drank a cup.

"Good wine, good wine!" He Wenzhuo dried up and closed his eyes. After a long aftertaste, he nodded his head and praised.

After two rounds of drinking, Feilong and caisimin both got dizzy and drilled into the table, while Xiong kehu's chat with several soldiers had just begun.

"You are all called special forces at this time. At that time, the scouts in qingyishui were called special forces, but no one liked to use them." Xiongkehu hehe said, "we are the kind of scouts who fly on the grass, haunt at night, and silently let you see the king of hell!"

He Wenzhuo raised his cup and said admiringly, "old man, you are a great hero. Who hasn't heard of your big name from our special combat brigade? The top ten soldiers in the southwest have made remarkable achievements in war and are our idols until now!"

"Haha!" Xiongkehu was quite useful, but he pretended to be modest and said, "this is all in the past!"

"When I was a child, my father saw your deeds with me! He also participated in the war at that time. It is said that when the commander returned home, the general's house of South Vietnam was also pasted with the mantra of your reconnaissance troops, afraid that you would kill them in the middle of the night and bring them to a pot. Haha!" He Wenzhuo recalled with longing.

"Your father is also a soldier? Which army?" Xiongkehu asked with great interest.

"He was from the 1st Battalion, 3rd regiment, 663rd brigade, Southwest Military Region at that time. You may not have heard of him." He Wenzhuo waved his hand and said, "at that time, my father was still young, but he was stunned and rushed with the veterans. Fortunately, he came back alive."

Xiongkehu really hasn't heard of it, but he patted the table and said excitedly, "your father is also a hero! Fighting is about the troops who just rush, pee their pants before others' shells ring, and fight an egg / egg?"

Xiongkehu probably didn't expect that he Jiuming, who boasted that he was a hero, is now the No. 1 officer of Yangcheng military region? However, even if he knows, he won't care much.

Rice wine aging, that degree is very high, he Wenzhuo also drank too much, he raised his glass and shouted: "the old man said, pee your pants and hit an egg / egg! Charge! Charge!"

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