"That's right, don't be sad, Brother Xiaohu, I'll cook you a good dish when you get back!" Mustard came up with a smile, made a face, and grinned: "I've learned a few delicious dishes recently. I'm on holiday.
I’ll do it for you after that, okay?”
Mustard is the girl in the sister party who likes to cook the most. Unfortunately, her cooking skills of being able to turn sugar into salt and burn eggs into carbon are really unflattering. Several members of the sister party almost expressed disdain for Wasabi's cooking skills.
As long as Mustard wants to cook, everyone wants to go out to eat, and no one dares to taste Mustard's cooking skills. This makes Mustard very sad...
"Forget it, with your meager cooking skills, I think it's better not to let Brother Xiaohu eat it. What if you get sick from it?" Xiaomei said disdainfully.
"Okay, stop arguing!" Wei Yao glanced at everyone and said, "Brother Xiaohu is in a bad mood now, so don't pester him!"
"Oh!" The three girls backed away one after another.
After the military exercise ended, what followed was a farewell party for the instructors. In the school cafeteria, hundreds of banquet tables were set up. All the new students in military training were among them. The instructors sat with their students, eating, drinking, and having fun.
Happy. However, instructor Zhang finally walked to Li Xiaohu's table, holding the wine glass, and then looked at Li Xiaohu seriously and said: "Xiaohu, I, Mr. Zhang, borrowed this glass of wine to apologize to you. There are some things that I have done too."
I can't help myself, I hope you can understand me. If you understand me, then drink this glass of wine. If you don't understand me, I, Old Zhang, have nothing to say, so do it first as a token of respect!"
After saying that, Instructor Zhang drank the entire glass of wine in one breath. Instructor Zhang’s glass of wine was high-strength liquor, but his own cup was a cup of light yellow beer. Li Xiaohu laughed, then picked up the cup and drank it.
, said: "I know, so, instructor Zhang, don't blame yourself too much. After all, this is society. The meaning of the word society is very deep! Not only you, even I can't understand these two words."
The meaning of the word is profound. What is past is past, not to mention, in my red book, I thank you for helping me sign up. As for the rest, I don’t really care!”
"Oh, yes, this is society. Why am I not as good as you, a boy in his early twenties, after living at such an old age?" Instructor Zhang sighed helplessly.
