Xue Xiangzheng comforted Xiaowan, Kang Tong, Lei Xiaotian, and Zhu Shijun and rushed in with livid faces and red and swollen eyes. Lei Xiaotian was the most impatient. As soon as he stepped across the threshold, he cried out with a mournful face: "Third brother, old man
He...he went"
Xue Xiang hurriedly helped Xiao Wan to sit on the sofa, stood up and welcomed the three of them to sit down. Although he did not feel much pain, he could completely understand the mentality of these die-hards who were still GM teenagers at heart. The death of the superstar would have great consequences for the Republic.
It can be said that the sky and the earth are falling apart. It is the collapse of a certain god in the spiritual world, far beyond
The Qin and Tang earthquakes shocked them. Xue Xiang didn't know how to persuade the three of them. He himself was at a loss. Xiao Wan at home was still crying, and the two little guys were also made depressed and stupid by the sudden sadness of everyone.
I sat there stupidly, staring at the TV, as if I wanted to find out what happened in this electronic box.
Xue Xiangzheng was trying to think of a way to appease everyone, but there was another noise in his ears. Then the door was pushed open with a bang, and a group of people rushed in. He looked up and saw that they were all acquaintances from the military branch compound, old and young, men and women, about
There were thirty or forty people, all with sad faces and tears stained on their faces. He knew that they came to watch TV, and even though most homes had radios, everyone was still willing to watch the picture and listen to the broadcast.
Seeing everyone arriving, Xue Xiang hurriedly asked Kang Tong and the others to move the TV outside. He knew that more people would come soon. Although this room was spacious, it was not a place for mourning. Kang Tong and the others did not bother to cry and stood up.
The TV turned to the courtyard playground where the show was usually shown. Xue Xiang hugged the little guy, followed Xiaoyi and Xiaowan, and went out.
As soon as Xue Xiang walked out of the door, his ears were filled with all kinds of sounds, crying, shouting, radio sounds... The sounds seemed almost far away, clear and ethereal. The reason why they were close and clear was because of the sad sounds that could be seen everywhere in the courtyard.
Figures, crying shouts, and the radios in every house are all turned on; they are far away and misty because this is not the case in the entire capital, and even in the entire Republic. The gathered sounds fill the world, and it is not right to listen to the ears.
Is this how it feels?
When Xue Xiang walked to the playground, the TV had been set up and started playing again. It seemed that all the family members in the courtyard had come out. No one had brought chairs. Three hundred people were crowded in the dark, standing in more than a dozen rows in front of the TV, listening to the TV.
The music played over and over again, including the Internationale and the obituary. Xue Xiang took three children and stood in the last row, and suddenly thought of
What? He said hello to Xiao Wan and Xiao Yi, and went home with Xiao Shi in his arms. After a while, when he returned, he had a roll of black gauze and a pair of scissors in his hand. The black gauze was exactly what he bought when he went out at noon. He
He put Xiao Shi down, cut the black gauze into strips of ribbon, tied one on each of Xiao Wan's and the other three's arms, then tied it on himself, turned around and walked towards the front of the queue.
Xue Xiang was tall, and everyone saw the black gauze raised in his hand. Before anyone could ask for it, he had already cut it into strips and handed it out. Although everyone was grieving, they all secretly praised him for his thoughtfulness.
.After he handed out the black veil, he returned to the back row, still hugged Xiao Shi, and stood aside to mourn.
This mourning lasted until the sun set in the west and the setting sun shone in the evening. The little one had long been depressed by the sorrow in the sky, and was held in Xue Xiang's arms with a sad face. At this time, she really couldn't bear it anymore.
His body kept twisting in Xue Xiang's arms, humming and about to cry. Xue Xiang also knew that he had been letting Xiao Yi and Xiao
Shi, it is not good to stay in such a gloomy and gloomy environment. He carried Xiao Shi and walked to the front to say hello to Kang Tong and the others, then turned around and led the three children home. Because of his behavior just now
, and no one thought that his move was intentional, so no one stopped him. (The compound is all military families, so it is appropriate to hold a solemn memorial ceremony.)
When Xue Xiang got home, he started the motorcycle, held the little guy in front, greeted Xiaowan and Xiaoyi to get in the car, drove the three of them out of the house. As soon as he exited the alley, the car picked up speed and just passed
Hufang Bridge, I heard the sound of sad music and bursts of crying. He took three children with him
He went out just to relieve his sadness, so as not to become depressed and ruin his body. He wanted to continue to be surrounded by such sad emotions. He told Xiaowan and Xiaoyi to hold on to their clothes, stepped on the accelerator, and the speed of the car suddenly surged. Not long after, Xiaoyi
The guy leaned on Xue Xiang's chest to greet him.
The wind shouted, but there was no sadness or joy in the voice, but it was clear and clear, showing that all the depression had disappeared; Xiaowan also stopped sobbing, and the strong wind driven by the high speed seemed to blow through every pore of her, from the inside to the outside.
Outside, he washed his body clean; Xiaoyi was bored between Xiaowan and Xue Xiangzhi
For a moment, his lips were pursed tightly, and the wind could not hit him, but the tension caused by the high speed made the little sullen man have no time to think, and his mind was full of "slow down, slow down", but he just refused to say it, sister
I'm shouting in front of you, but I'm cowering, why don't I lose face?...
Xue Xiang went all the way north, aiming directly at Qidaling Great Wall. Qidaling Great Wall is in the northwest of Beijing, under the jurisdiction of Yanqing County, and is more than 70 kilometers away from Xue Xiang's home. Even though he galloped all the way, when he reached Qidaling,
It was already getting dusk. He didn't care how late it was, coming here was like a visit to Prince Youxue at night. Others were here to enjoy themselves, but he was here to relieve his worries and return home.
Xue Xiang set up his car at the foot of the Qidaling Great Wall. It was no longer the time to climb. He led the three children to look at the Great Wall for a while, then got on the car and returned. It was like lightning when they came, and it was like a snail when they came back.
.Since the three little spirits
Feeling much better, there is no need to run any more. At this time, the bright moon is in the sky, shining for thousands of miles, the cool breeze is blowing, and the flowers and plants are dancing. How can Xue Xiang live up to the beautiful scenery on this beautiful day. It is exactly: the flowers are blooming under the bright moon, it is appropriate
Return slowly.
Xue Xiang carried the three children and drove slowly all the way. The clear breeze and bright moon surrounded him, surrounded by lush forests and tall bamboos, reflecting the surroundings. When he returned home, the little guy's face was already full of spring breeze, and his smile was as smiling as before; the nervousness of Xiao Yi was gone, and his eyes were shining.
It seems that the meaning is still lingering; even Xiaowan, who was the saddest before, all the sadness has been swept away.
Xue Xiang raised his hand and looked at the time. It was past nine o'clock, and the TV was still playing in the playground. I don't know how Kang Tong and the other two were feeling now. Everyone gathered to mourn, so it was expected that the three of them would not be too sad.
"Brother, I'm hungry." The little guy touched her belly and started to cry out. It seemed that she was really hungry. The "big guy" who usually called Xue Xiang with a playful smile was replaced by "big brother", and she was cooing.
"People" have also been replaced by "I".
As soon as the little guy cried out that he was hungry, Xue Xiang's stomach also started to growl. It was already past nine o'clock, how could he not be hungry? The western food at noon didn't care about how full he was. He hadn't eaten for more than nine hours, and he had been standing for so long. The word "hungry" came out.
Mentioned, hunger
It surged up like a mountain and a tsunami. Xiao Wan got up and went to the kitchen to pack dinner, but was stopped by Xue Xiang: "Baby, first take out your snacks and give them to your second sister. The third brother will give them to you. The third brother will give them to you."
Make dinner.”
She always divides the little guy's snacks with Xiaoyi and keeps them for herself. Xiaoyi is a sultry person and always likes to bring snacks to school to give to Zhang Meili, the angel in his heart. He is also very showy, giving some of this and some of that.
Give some away, the reputation of generosity is gained, and he himself
He has become a Sunlight tribe. It’s not that he has never thought about plotting against the little guy, but the little guy is extremely wary of him and often shouts “No stealing” in his dreams. As a result, this thought can only be carried out in the womb.
In the belly of the dead. The little guy is a "petty bourgeoisie" who is very economical and has good snacks.
She would put it away and taste a little every day. The water would flow slowly and the life would be nourished. At this moment, when the little guy heard Xue Xiang's call, he didn't feel petty and didn't even mention any conditions. He responded crisply and returned.
He walked into the room and took out a small pink bag.
Come, it is filled with his collection of chocolates, sandwich biscuits and other high-end snacks. The little guy knew that his sister was very sad today, so he felt a little distressed, so he took out his collection, just to make his sister happy. As for the third smelly brother
Well, let him take advantage of it.
Xue Xiang opened the refrigerator, took out a large piece of beef, some tomatoes, and celery, and returned to the kitchen. It was getting late, and everyone was very hungry. He had no time to cook, so he planned to make a bowl of noodles to satisfy his hunger. In his previous life, he was alone, cooking by the fire.
That's a special skill. It's very boring to have free time, but my cooking skills are quite good.
The water was warming on the coal stove. The coal was newly replaced in the afternoon. At this time, the flame was low and not suitable for cooking. Xue Xiang opened the stove, grabbed a handful of hay, lit it on fire, stuffed it into the stove, and added more
bought two sticks of firewood,
The stove immediately started burning. The stove was long and there were two iron pots placed one behind the other. He cleaned the two pots, filled the first one with water, waited for it to heat up, and then turned around to clean up.
vegetables.….
Xue Xiang washed the beef, tomatoes, and celery, put them on the chopping board, put on an apron, rolled up his sleeves, and started chopping vegetables. I saw him holding a knife in his hand, and the kitchen knife was spinning rapidly over the beef pieces, so fast that he couldn't see clearly.
With the blade of the knife, slices of beef as thin as cicadas were produced quickly. He didn't cut it, but just picked off the slices of meat for speed. After cleaning up the beef, he cut the tomatoes with one knife.
They were all dismembered into eight petals. After he removed the celery leaves, he chopped them in a furious manner, and soon celery segments of equal thickness and length were born. The cooking skills of the past life were matched with those of this life.
His skill gave him an indescribable sense of pride: If I am not an official, I must be a top-notch cook. I also thought that there would be poems in future generations that lamented me and said: I am really peerless as a cook, but I am so miserable as a jw.
When the water in the front pot was slightly boiling, Xue Xiang poured vegetable oil into the back pot. After pouring the oil, he turned back to the closet and took out a thick two-pound tube of noodles, and put them all into the already boiling front pot.
After covering the pot, the vegetable oil in the pot was already burning and smoke was rising. He took out the dish containing the beef, carefully slid the beef into the oil pot, stabbed it, and an open flame came out of the oil pot.
He hurriedly waved the spatula and stir-fried a few times, then added salt, chives, garlic, dried chili peppers and other seasonings, stir-fried a few more times, added celery, stir-fried once, poured two ladles of water on it, and took it out.
Put the lid on the pot, take a porcelain basin and pick up the noodles that are still a little stiff. After the water in the pot boils, put the noodles and chopped tomatoes into the pot together. After waiting for another two minutes, Xue Xiang began to turn off the heat on the stove.
After a bowl of bright and fragrant beef noodles was served on the table, the little guy who was eating biscuits said "Wow" and stuffed the biscuits to Xiao Yi who was talking earnestly. He surrounded the basin and twitched his little nose, "It smells so good."
, It smells so good. My eldest brother makes it even better than my second sister." The little guy praised others and didn't know how to avoid taboos.
"Baby, go wash your hands quickly and get the dishes and chopsticks." Xue Xiang smiled, took a towel and wiped his hands.
"Okay, would you like to take four?" The little guy asked knowingly and meant something.
Xiaoyi rolled her eyes at him, put down the butter biscuit she had just begged for, and walked towards her with a sad face. The little guy smiled proudly, shook his fleshy little body, and led the unlucky third brother there.
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ps: Running naked this week, my only wish is to stay on the weekly recommendation list. I urge everyone to vote after 12 o'clock tonight to help Jiangnan. If Guandao is already on the city's weekly recommendation list tomorrow morning,
The fourth update of Jiangnan repays everyone and establishes the word as evidence
In addition, I recommend a friend's new book "Official Demon". Introduction: Being an official is like a demon, rising straight to the top. Beauty is like a flower, blooming all the way to the end. He owns an inconspicuous black notebook, which can always be used in life.
At a crossroads, he made a decision that seemed unbelievable but was actually extremely accurate. From then on, the life of the young civil servant completely changed...