Senior Superstar

  Chapter 912 That Fanghua (seeking monthly ticket!)

  Continuously spreading mountains, luxuriant and sultry jungles, steep and slippery slopes, winding mountain roads, and ravine positions, rumbling gunfire accompanied by young faces, constantly flashed through Li Shixin’s mind.

   Following Yu Nien's narration, the names came alive in Li Shixin's mind as if they had traveled through time and space.

In the trance brought about by the continuous flooding of the ontological memory, he seemed to see a figure in ragged clothes, or sitting in front of him with frowning or hippie smiles.

  In his trance, Yu Nien's narration continues;

"At that time, it was really **** tired. At first, these brats were making a lot of noise when they first arrived in the logistics team. Li Kangde always wanted to bet two, Lao Kui and Sun Lianhe also pinched. But no. By the end of a week, they were all tired out of their minds. Especially Lao Kui and Sun Lianhe, the two were handcuffed together, even if they were tired up and down the mountain empty-handed, let alone have to carry things. In half a month, the two boys got off the front line tiredly and lay down in the cat's ear hole, hugged each other and fell asleep. After 20 days, the entire logistics team could hear Wang Lianfeng being noisy and hungry every day."

  Huh!

  Following Yu Nien's recollection, the memory images in Li Shixin's mind are connected into fragments.

  The rumble of cannons in the distance will force the damp cat ears into the rusty sand from time to time. The sky beyond the entrance of the cave was shining with stars, and the moonlight turned the night tones like oil paintings.

   "Oh fuck, intestines hurt. The **** is next door, when can I have a full meal?"

"Yeah, you're a big kiss! You know how yelling is! The yelling people are stunned in their stomachs, and you will yell when you are tired in the middle of the night? You will yell again, I will kill you逑!"

  Wang Lianfeng and Li Kangde's quarrel woke up several people lying on the camp bed in the cave.

"Guwazi, what's the noise? Put your hands on your stomach when you're hungry, and you won't be hungry. Don't be hungry. Father will make hot dry noodles with you tomorrow morning. Watching your letter at home, Dad will take it with you. Read the material!"

  That is the old spoon head.

  As if used to the crazy words of the old man, the men in the cat's ears did not refute it.

  The eating mentioned in the crazy talk caused a series of grunts in the cave-it was from several stomachs.

   "Why should Yingre dry noodles? I don't want to eat it, I want to eat it again!"

  In the corner of the wall, a camp cot could not be put down, and the big man with his feet halfway out of the bed sat up. The moonlight coming in from the cat's ear hole brightened his eyes.

   "If I can make a whole big pot, a whole pig, and a whole bit of sauerkraut, I will not stew it with a pot of pork and sauerkraut noodles!"

  "Are you still making a pig? Why don't you make a lady-in-law?"

  In the corner, another figure sat up. Swallowed saliva and put forward different opinions;

  "I can’t compare to a goat head. I slaughtered it and boiled it in a pot for two hours to whiten the soup. Dip it with some salt, shit! It’s alive when you think about it."

   "No, I said you **** deliberately couldn't get along with my Xiaoye, right?"

  Another figure sat up, clutching his stomach.

   "At night, tell me this to the pierced cat who shed tears when the mouse comes here. Are you afraid that thunder will kill you when it rains? Shixin, you can be fair to the show, talk about them!"

  At the entrance of the hole, a voice laughed.

"Sauerkraut, pork, vermicelli, and lamb boiled in white water are all inferior ways to eat. If I have a pig now, I will unload its knuckles first, and come with meicai meat. Have you eaten meicai meat? You have to wash the elbow clean, put it in a pot and cook it. Cook it all morning, then drain it and fry it in the oil pan. Deep-fry it so that it is yellow and bright, then soak it cold and cut it into slices. Put the star anise pepper, Soy sauce, white sugar, and steam it with plum for half an hour. Do you know what it looks like when it comes out of the pan? The meat is red, and the whole thing is put on the table. You pat the table with your hand, and the meat is tender with the nuns They all trembled all the same! Guess what, take a bite into your mouth?"

  Following the exaggerated detailed description, a burst of drooling sounded.

   "The skin of the meat turns into a soup in the mouth! The lean meat below is mixed with plum vegetables, and there is a bowl of white rice. Give it to a god. Don't change it."

   "Fuck! You **** deliberately! I want to eat sweet and sour fish!"

   "As you say, I want to eat Dongpo elbow."

   "You melon, have you eaten Dongpo elbow?"

   "I heard from my master that I used to do a long-term job for the landlord's family, and I would make a Dongpo elbow every Chinese New Year."

   "I, I, I! I want to eat big chicken!"

   "At night, what's the trouble. There is also a large plate of chicken. Now there is a plate of dried tofu in red oil, and I can lick his plate."

"Hey, don't say it. Don't say it. It sounds **** uncomfortable, and now I can't eat anything. When the war is over, you Yu Ye, I will ask you to go out. Lord, find a chef, just press this tonight Let’s make the recipes for you on the table! The recipes are for you in pots. Don’t let them off the table if you can’t finish them! Tonight, masters, let’s stop and stop. Don’t tick those greedy worms in my stomach.

  The gleaming gaze in the darkness gradually overlapped with the wrinkled eyes in front of him.

  In the hall, Yu Nienen had already told his sons the origin of the eight dishes on the table.

   "Dad, what happened later?"

  Looking at the empty tables on both sides of the empty table and chopsticks, Yu Siwei looked at his father and asked nerdly.

   Touching the past that he didn't want to mention, Yu Nianen closed his eyes deeply.

   "Let me talk."

   Aside, Su Mei, who was surprised by the eight dishes on the table, took out a pack of ladies’ cigarettes from his pocket.

  With the crisp sound of the lighter, vanilla-flavored smoke filled her side.

"The second month I went to the war zone, the YN side launched a second offensive against Laoshan and Zheyin Mountain. That was the largest confrontation between the two armies since 1979. In order to complete the news tasks assigned by superiors, our Political Propaganda Office It was necessary to enter the front line frequently. But at that time the entire front line was at war. Every day or even every hour, there would be battles for positions, and hilltops changed hands. The battle was tight, and all combat units were drawn to the front. We non-combat unit personnel If you want to enter the battlefield, you can only find a way by yourself."

  Speaking of this, Su Mei turned to look at Li Shixin and Yu Nian'en.

   "That's when my destiny really became entangled with your father and your Uncle Li."

  Call.

  Following Su Mei’s memories, another memory in Li Shixin’s mind became a string.

   "Where are you going this trip?"

  "Nara Heights!"

   "Take me!"

"All the **** entanglement in the front, the heads of people are beaten into dog heads, and the artillery is hitting against the heads of the vanguard. It's hard for anyone to blow it up. What are you going to join in the fun!? You can die, don’t **** look for me. Our logistics team doesn’t have time! Go and ask other logistics teams!"

  People come and go, and they are busy in the logistics office.

  A figure wearing a 74-style male soldier's uniform, wearing a steel helmet and carrying five or six punches, slowly became clear in Li Shixin's mind.

   "I'm looking for you today! Who told you to lie to me to take off my skirt and see my ass?"

  The white and clean face is full of stubbornness.

  (End of this chapter)