Special Years

"Ouch! I almost thought you wouldn't be able to get out!"

In the small fishing village by the sea, the owner of Ming Kee Food Stall saw Zhuang Yan and others walking into the door, and hurried up to greet him.

This is not a weekend, nor is it a peak tourist season or a holiday, so this kind of seaside food stalls specializing in the business of puppet tourists seems a little calm.

Mingji food stalls have always been the favorite food stalls of the soldiers of the Eighth Company.

The owner, Amin, is nearly forty years old. This is the Dan family. The Dan family used to have no feet on the ground. After the liberation of N town, because the town is located on the coast, many enemies and special forces can easily penetrate from here, so the eight company's current station is a place in Haiphong. troops stationed.

Amin's father was a militiaman. He often sailed boats to help the officers and soldiers of the coastal defense force to patrol, and he was also a non-staff soldier of the coastal defense company.

After the reform and opening up, the Haiphong Company was transferred from here, and a new unit was stationed. Later, the new unit became an old unit, and was transferred again, and the Eighth Company was stationed here.

However, the Amin family's affection for the army has remained the same for decades.

As long as the soldiers come here to eat, the prices are very favorable, and they often accompany them to drink, boasting about the glorious days of their father.

"It's okay, it's okay, we're just a little late." Zhuang Yan asked Amin, "Boss, are the dishes ready?"

A Ming said: "Of course it's ready! I can't see it, you really know how to eat!"

After speaking, thumbs up.

"Then fry it up quickly." Zhuang Yan said, "By the way, let's have a case of beer first."

"Okay, wait!" After Amin finished speaking, he took a dozen bottles of beer from the refrigerator and put them on the table, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Ming Kee Food Stall is built with bamboo rafts. It is an open restaurant. The fence next to the table looks out to the sea.

A group of soldiers were very happy tonight. They opened up the beer and started drinking before the dishes were served.

After a few drinks, he said solemnly, "Stop for a while."

He looked at Han Xiaobei and Fang Dabao: "I said, do you two have something to say to each other?"

When he reminded him like this, the others started booing.

"Yes, yes! We haven't apologized to each other yet!"

"They're all comrades in arms, a glass of wine, annihilation of enmity!"

"Do one!"

"Do one!"

With everyone's instigation, Han Xiaobei raised the cup with a blushing face, and Fang Dabao also raised the cup.

The two stood facing each other.

It took a while for Fang Dabao to carry forward the style of a veteran, and said proudly, "I was wrong yesterday, I did it first!"

Come on, why did you drink with your head raised?

Han Xiaobei felt embarrassed when he saw Fang Dabao being so generous.

He raised the cup and said, "Dabao, I'm not right either. I didn't tell you if I was hurt by the shooting, and I also embarrassed the squad leader. In the end, I started to fight with you first..."

Zhuang Yan said: "If you know it's wrong, don't be long-winded, and talk about it after you've done it."

Han Xiaobei raised his head to dry, and his face turned even redder.

The crowd laughed.

Zhao Fugui coaxed and said, "No way! This cup is not fun to drink!"

Chen Jun said: "How do you say this?"

Zhao Fugui said: "The two of them stood for two hours last night, and they both developed a relationship. No matter what, they have to drink a glass of wine!"

"Yes! Have a drink!"

Everyone was excited.

"After drinking a glass of wine, friends leave the world!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A few good people lifted Han Xiaobei and Fang Dabao from their chairs, poured two glasses of wine in person, and pushed them together, face to face just like yesterday.

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

"Drink! Drink! Drink!"

Fang Dabao and Han Xiaobei couldn't stand everyone's collective arrogance, so they had to have it. They learned the gestures from the ancient TV dramas, hooked their hands together, and really had a drink.

"Together!"

"Together!"

The soldiers were all mad with joy, and they made noises regardless.

After drinking, Fang Dabao stretched out his hand, shook hands with Han Xiaobei, and said, "We will be brothers of life and death from now on, dear comrades in arms! If you have the chance to go to the battlefield, Han Xiaobei can safely take you Leave the back to me!"

Han Xiaobei, such an otaku, has never seen such a warm atmosphere at home.

He was also greatly infected, and suddenly felt that this military life might be more meaningful and happier than the days when he was locked in his room before.

He nodded vigorously and shouted: "Good brother! Good comrade in arms!"

He raised his glass solemnly and stretched it out over the table: "Come on! Do one! For comrades-in-arms! For brothers! For our revolutionary friendship!"

"One, two, three—do it!"

A dozen soldiers quickly finished half of the beer. At this time, the dishes finally arrived.

There are nine dishes in total, which are quite rich.

The saliva of the left and right people will drip out.

"Monitor, this meal..." Guo Xiaoli asked, "Who treats you?"

Zhuang Yan smiled, Guo Xiaoli is usually the most stingy boy, so he comforted him: "I don't need you to treat me, I'm the monitor, I'm here to invite you."

After speaking, he waved his chopsticks: "Eat!"

Suddenly, a jingle came to mind on the dish.

"I like to eat! The boss's cooking skills are amazing!"

"How can it be so delicious!"

Zeng Jian added a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.

After eating one piece, I ate another piece, and praised: "I didn't expect that, I have never eaten such delicious and delicious meat in the Imperial Capital. Nanyue's chefs are really good. Any food stall can be so delicious."

With a solemn smile, he looked up at Fang Dabao.

Fang Dabao's eyebrows turned into crescent moons when he smiled, and his face was meaningful.

Looking solemnly at the gobbling Han Xiaobei~www.novelmt.com~, he put a few pieces in the biggest plate of meat for him, and said, "Eat slowly, enough! You Han bean sprouts, you should add more. Some nutrition."

"Well, thank you, squad leader..." Han Xiaobei answered vaguely.

Han Xiaobei was eating and eating, and suddenly picked up a bone with a straight bone in the middle and two rows of small thorns next to it, held it in front of him, studied the light for a while, and asked Zhuang Yan, "Squad leader, what is this? Is it the moray eel in the sea? It's delicious, the meat is really fragrant! The things in the sea are really different."

Next to him, Fang Dabao finally couldn't bear it any longer, he burst out laughing, just drank a sip of wine in his mouth, so choked that he ran to the side and coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

Han Xiaobei looked at Fang Dabao with a bewildered expression. Suddenly, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

Turning his head, he took a closer look at the strange bone.

An animal he was more afraid of flashed through his mind.

"Squad leader..."

"Don't ask, it's just what you think..." said solemnly.

Han Xiaobei flew tens of thousands of crows over his head, croaking loudly, and flew away again...

He threw the bones violently, rushed to the edge of the fence, bent down and vomited on the beach.

"What is he doing?" Zeng Jian was still puzzled, and turned to ask Zhuang Yan, "Xiao Bei took the wrong medicine?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and said, "It's not that I took the wrong medicine, it's that I ate the wrong thing."

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