After washing his face, Yang Jian felt that there was no strange smell of yogurt on his face.

"Giggle."

Rourou looked at Yang Jian and still couldn't help laughing. The feeling was very strange. He always felt that the little guy was showing off what he had just done.

Yang Jian pretended to be aggressive, but was chased and beaten by several women.

After some fun, it was time to prepare dinner.

During the day, everyone had already agreed to have a barbecue today and arrange it in the evening.

So, Yang Jian followed Jin Xilu to the vegetable field and picked a lot of fresh lettuce to wrap the barbecue.

I can't go to the orchard for the time being, so I can't get fresh fruits, but I squeezed juice before and there is still some left.

In the living room, Tang Xin and Anna were cutting meat, and the other women were making sauces. Han Shuyi went to the cellar, brought up a jar, and when she opened it, there was a spicy and pungent smell that made people cough.

"This is kimchi. It has been pickled for a whole winter and has already become delicious." Han Shuyi said. She couldn't help but pick up a chopstick and put it in her mouth. Her fair cheeks suddenly turned rosy.

Yang Jian also took a piece with his fingers, took two bites, and quickly swallowed it, tears streaming down his face.

"This is too spicy!"

"If you're after dinner, if you can't eat spicy food, you can eat it with soup."

Yang Jian took a breath and felt that his mouth was numb. It took him a long time to think about it.

"A5 level Wagyu." Anna sighed.

On the plate next to her, pieces of snowflake meat were neatly arranged. The marble texture in them was very obvious and the nutritional value was very high.

After being cultivated in breeding warehouses, almost all Wagyu beef are exactly the same, with no difference at all.

"It's so beautiful. No wonder this kind of beef sells for sky-high prices everywhere." Han Shuyi couldn't help but interject.

Yang Jian licked his saliva and couldn't help but move his chopsticks.

But before eating, he had to do one more thing, which was to get a smoking machine to suck out all the smoke from the barbecue.

When I ate barbecue in the past, I spent most of the time outside, so I wasn't so particular about it.

But it's different now. You Li is pregnant, and with Rourou, she can't smell the smell of oil smoke, so it's imperative to get a machine that absorbs smoke.

In fact, it was simple. Yang Jian went to the cellar and took two exhaust fans when he came out. He went to the laboratory and made the casing of the exhaust fan from the remaining skin.

There were some unused PVC pipe fittings in the crypt, and Yang Jian chose a pipe of suitable size to be used as a terminal for extracting oil smoke.

After getting some traceless glue, Yang Jian glued the two finished exhaust fans under the vents. After turning on the power, he tried the effect.

"It's not bad." Yang Jian said. He burned a pile of paper at the barbecue place, and the ashes were directly sucked away by the pipe, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Seeing that the effect was pretty good, everyone started busy moving the stones and stacked them in a circle around the barbecue area to form two barbecue racks, making it easier for others to work together.

There are many side dishes and some fruits on the table. The quantity is not large, but the variety is great.

Half an hour later, the sliced ​​wagyu beef began to roast, and the air was filled with an indescribable feeling.

On the projector, Tang Xin found an old romance movie. When the music started playing, everyone's thoughts began to slow down.

Yang Jian thought of Polaroids. Last time on the cruise ship, they found a lot of cameras. Although they didn't bring them all, they didn't miss any of the most precious photos.

He came to the container where he slept, opened the bedside table, and placed two Polaroids and hundreds of photos inside.

Returning to the living room again, Yang Jian opened the Polaroid and first took a picture of Song Xiaoyou holding Rourou.

Click.

The moment the voice rang out, Song Xiaoyou turned around while hugging Rourou.

When the photos were developed, everyone looked at the two people, one big and one small, and felt that they looked very much like Song Xiaoyou.

"It's really similar."

"It's almost carved from the same mold."

Song Xiaoyou shook her head and said helplessly: "You are talking about baby fat, children are all like this..."

"No." Anna said, "It's because you have baby fat. You are obviously in your 20s, but your face is still so delicate."

After saying that, Anna reached out and pinched Song Xiaoyou's face. The latter couldn't avoid it while holding Rourou, so he could only let the other party bully her.

Yang Jian smiled and took pictures everywhere, leaving behind beautiful moments.

"Photos can be remembered for a long time. This is our testimony on the desert island." Yang Jian said seriously.

Before there were Polaroids, people couldn't save anything. But now it's different. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of photos are enough for them to preserve any moment.

"Yang Jian, no more pictures!" Jin Xilu covered her head. She hadn't washed her hair for three days and it was so oily that it reflected light.

But Yang Jian was hiding in all directions, not giving Jin Xilu a chance to seize her.

Ten minutes later, Yang Jian developed nearly a hundred photos, each of which was a wonderful moment.

"It's so ugly!" Anna bulged her mouth, dissing Yang Jian's photo of herself being too ugly, and wanted to take another photo of herself.

Yang Jian gave her the new Polaroid and began to concentrate on eating barbecue.

And I have to say that the A5 level Wagyu beef tastes really good.

As a result, photos of Yang Jian eating meat were recorded, which looked very funny.

Before going to bed, Anna made a frame with steel bars in the crypt and glued all the photos taken today on it as their beautiful memories.

On the third night when the weather suddenly changed, the air cannon became extremely fierce.

Yang Jian, who was sitting in the living room eating, heard the noise coming from the crypt. It was like drums beating in his ears, which was very uncomfortable.

At the entrance of the cave, Song Xiaoyou had just closed the door and was holding a length of bamboo pole in his hand, which was used to test the intensity of the storm.

"It's too fierce." Song Xiaoyou said.

Yang Jian looked at the bamboo pole that was as thick as an arm, tried to break it, and found that he needed to use at least half of his strength.

"If this hits someone, who can bear it?" Yu Mengrou stuck out her tongue and made a trembling movement all over.

From the day before yesterday to today, the storm has not weakened at all. Everyone really doubts whether this will be another round of extreme weather.

During the day, Yang Jian once tried to go out, but less than a minute after leaving the crypt, he was hit by an air cannon and unable to move. This was the result of being in the forest. You can imagine what the scene was like outside the forest.

"The food in the cowshed can last for about seven days," said Li Ruisi, who was very worried about the cows.
Chapter completed!