Chapter 1308

Author: Lao Zhe

Chapter 1308

"Really fragrant!" The house in the house chewed in his mouth, and the corner of his mouth was dark, just like the eight characters!

"Are you here to help or steal it?" A veteran scolded him.

"Lao Tzu comes to help and eats it.

"Well, no, how can you eat it yourself, you divide me!" The old soldier gas.

Ben stared at a big -eyed bead in the unreasonable Ma Erhuzi, listening to the people who said so much: "Give!"

He rubbed his own wheat ears that had just been burned by the fire and "fluttered" with his strong hands, so the wheat dandruff flew, leaving the red -haired wheat grains.

The veteran took the wheat granules and chewed it in his mouth. The smell of the grain that was burned was deeply intoxicating.

Is this veteran's expression strange? It's not surprising at all!

Eating is always a person's first survival need.

In the peacetime period, some people did the yellow gambling poison in the peacetime period. During the war, people could not even dig their potential in order to survive. It is not strange to enjoy the aroma of food. It is not strange.

"Give, I still have it!" Ma Erhuzi spread out his palm again, and the wheat grains were still baked in it.

Before Ma Erhuzi did not serve as a soldier, he also helped collect wheat at home, because it was planted in the northeast, but not only "the soybean sorghum of the mountains and the wild".

When the children are hungry, they will throw the wheat ears on the side of the stove pit with fire and then rush out and rub the dander to chew the wheat grains. It is indeed tight.

The wheat ears that the veterans came back were all home, but Shang Zhen had to eat all the people.

To say, it is definitely correct to do this.

He is one in a row, and he cannot be thick.

To say, more than a dozen veterans were dispatched together to get a lot of wheat ears, but those veterans who only brought back to Shang Zhen could barely eat, but how can I eat it?

But don't you have to turn the rice into porridge, and even the talents can divide a bowl!

Because of this, Ma Erhuzi saw that the soldiers were so small and less, and he also followed the cooking class to work. He burned the fire when he boiled the canis rice porridge.

The grilled wheat ears are eaten.

And the veteran who is called Wu Sheng is the squad leader of the cooking class, and it is already in his forties.

Seeing that Ma Erhuzi had handed wheat grains again, Wu Sheng said: "You want to eat you, can you eat and throw it?"

"Can't you eat?" As soon as Ma Erhuzi patted his clothes pocket, the pocket was bulging, and the inside was full of wheat ears! That was when he sent the wheat ears and came in his pocket.

"You eat, you should be you? Have the cooking squad leader took the lead in stealing?" Wu Shengqi.

"Stunning to death, face -to -face! The cooking squad leader? Dead fat, you don't see himself." Ma Erhuzi said to Wu Sheng, but then squatted down in the stove

Bake the ears of the pits, and by the way, Wang Qingfeng said.

At this time, on the head of Ma Erhuzi, the big pot with a pot lid was turning from the gap of the lid. Micium rice porridge was almost familiar, and the fire in the stove had stopped.

According to the Northeast people, it is to cover it.

Because it is to cover it at all, you don't have to burn the fire anymore, that is, using the fire in the pits to make Mimi finally cooked.

But because you don't have to bake the fire anymore, Ma Erhuzi can stuff it out of this wheat ears into the stove pit with the remaining heat ears and eat it. Otherwise, the wheat grains can be roasted into coke.

Ma Erhuzi was busy eating, not only because he was going to pull out the wheat ears that could be turned into coke soon. He also had an exciting discussion in the courtyard outside the house.

Naturally, the people in the whole company have been waiting in the yard and waiting for eaten rice rice porridge!

Just now he laughed at himself, and he just laughed at himself. If you let others see himself in this grilled wheat ear, it is not good to eat.

But when Ma Erhuzi was baked a few more wheat ears and rubbed the wheat grains and chewed in his mouth, he heard a "coax" in the yard outside.

The sound of the crowd.

The sound was so loud, and Ma Erhuzi, who wanted to bake wheat, was startled, and he no longer touched Mai Sui from his pocket and stood up and ran out of the room.

When he went out, he saw that the old veteran in the yard was already around, and the outside of the soldiers from the former policeman.

Their guards can be in the yard in more than a hundred people, and then they gather together. It is reasonable to see what is going on in the middle of the crowd.

But at a glance, he saw that there was a person among the crowd, which was more than half of the heads than others. The child almost caught up with them the highest nuggets, but that person was old -fashioned!

The movement in the yard just now is so big. It turned out that the old oldness was back. No wonder it was so big.

"Hey, Da Lao Ben is back!" Ma Erhuzi was also excited at the time.

Ma Erhuzi did not see Bai Zhan and Xiao Taoist Li Qingfeng. That must be that the two people were not old and stupid, but they were blocked by others.

Sure enough, Ma Erhuzi shouted like this, and some soldiers naturally flashed to both sides.

These soldiers of the former police officer have reached a consensus. The veterans brought back by the recognized Shang Zhen are a small circle. Sometimes speaking is better than those three rows!

At this time, although Ma Erhuzi saw Bai Zhan and Li Qingfeng blocked by the crowd, but when everyone saw him, he first showed a surprised expression and then laughed.

Ma Erhuzi did not realize it, but it was still squeezing forward!

It was just that he was squeezed into the middle, and the same Wang Lao hat, who was standing in the middle, pointed at his nose and cursed: "Don't be shameful here, wipe your mouth first and then come over!"

"Ah?" Ma Erhuzi heard a moment, and subconsciously reached out and touched his mouth, and then looked at his hand but turned darker.

At this time, Ma Erhuzi wanted to understand that when he ate those wheat grains, he took his mouth and black!

Imagine that that the wheat ears were thrown into the remaining ash at the stove pit mouth, and then the ears of the wheat ears must be pulled out as soon as the fire was burned.

Throwing it in my mouth, it would be impossible if this process was not stained with black and gray!

Everyone is from the Northeast. I have seen or planted wheat. Who does n’t know what happened?

So Ma Erhuzi lost a big babbling this time!

He was "written" on his mouth by himself, so he said that he was shameful!
Chapter completed!