The defense of the mourning community

The pressure is now on Lian Han's side. Looking at Yi Chengli who has evolved from Mr. Li to Mr. Yi in front of him, he can't believe that he has become the one who eats chicken in the battle royale of the Yi family.

Could it be that there was a problem with his intelligence network, and he missed the last time when Mr. Yi read out the imperial edict?Or did the rich families in this city take the opportunity to reshuffle their cards during the three days when I was trapped in the car?

"I'm sorry." After thinking for two seconds, Lian Han immediately bowed at ninety degrees and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry Mr. Yi! You won't die, you must live forever."

Standing by the side, Ling Qing seriously thought about what a 8-year-old Yi Chengli would look like, but after thinking about it for a while, she frowned and said, "The thousand-year king is an 1-year-old tortoise, and if you live [-] years, you should be a turtle fairy. "

Yi Chengli: ...

Lian Han: ...

Yi Chengli chuckled, took a steamed bun from Ling Qing's lunch box to Lian Han, and said earnestly, "Dehua, you've worked hard all morning, eat a steamed bun and rest."

He understood it, no wonder his classmates in high school were called Lian Han Smart Mouth, he really is a man who can bend and stretch, but it is a pity that he does not take this kind of thing, after all, only hard work can prosper now state.

Everyone should say two words less and do two things more, so as to have a better future.

Lian Han responded, and found that Yi Chengli was holding the same white flour steamed buns as himself in his hand, without any specialization, and he told him to drink some water and eat slowly, so he felt that this young master was not in a hurry. In my memory, I am aloof, and I still walk the line of being close to the people.

OK, I like it.

Dehua, who eats soft but not hard, didn't realize that Yi Chengli had the sinister intention of telling him to drink more water to make his face swell and full.Even when Yi Chengli asked him to pull another cart of bricks, he felt how much this young master attached to him.

"I don't worry about letting other people do it. I always feel that they will steal the bricks." Yi Chengli said in a low voice, "You still have to watch. I don't know the people here well, and you are the only one."

This sentence of "myself" broke into Lian Han's heart, and the pride of being recognized by the school's top small group when he was studying swept his whole body, and he instantly became seven or eight years younger, and dreamed of going back to high school.

He looked at Yi Chengli and nodded seriously: "Brother Yi, I understand."

Ling Qing watched Lian Han pull the trailer away, couldn't help nodding and said: "You really made him spin like a windmill."

Wrapping up good words and drawing big cakes, the actual workload doubled and continued to squeeze, Ling Qing clicked twice: "It really is as black as crows in the world."

"Special means in special circumstances." Yi Chengli said that there is no other way, "You say he is dangerous to me, I have to strangle the danger in the cradle, and completely win him over and become my own."

He watched Ling Qing and cleared his throat: "Of course, I'm still very tolerant to my own employees, it won't be like this."

"Really." Ling Qing smiled, and suddenly thought of something and asked: "Then according to what Lian Han said, if the banking industry disappears, then the stock market will also disappear. Are your company's assets..."

Ling Qing looked at Yi Chengli whose expression froze suddenly, and said softly: "So you're not bankrupt?"

Yi Chengli: ...

The two looked at each other in silence, Yi Chengli frowned as he thought about his remaining assets, Ling Qing's smile became more and more crooked, and he even said deliberately: "Fortunately, I put all my financial management and funds away before. They all threw away cash and bought things.”

Yi Chengli's face darkened: "It's almost done, you can go back to rest after delivering the meal, you don't need to stand here, thank you."

"I just want to go back to rest." Ling Qing snorted, hammered his shoulder and said, "My whole body is sore, if everyone over there is busy processing the dishes, you think I want to come over."

Yi Chengli paused: "Your body hurts? Why does it hurt? Talking too annoying and being beaten?"

Ling Qing: ...

"If you were hoisted up and down from the height of the second floor, see if it hurts." Ling Qing recalled the mission process just now, and sighed: "The main reason is that when the medicine was moved later, there was a sudden Zombies came out..."

It appeared like this without the slightest bit of precaution or worry, and in Ling Qing's world, it brought him surprises, and he couldn't help himself.

At that time, Mangzi's palms were sweating and his head slipped. The cloud-piercing arrow missed the zombie, and almost shot Ling Qing in the air.Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qin Dali immediately had sex, and pulled Ling Qing upwards. The rope on his body was strangled, causing some fatal blows to him.

Liang Xirui, who was still on the ground, had a reaction ability comparable to that of an intelligent AI. He swung the fire extinguisher next to him and hit a home run, eliminating the danger!

And the first sentence Ling Qing, who was hanging in the air twice, was put on the ground, was to say to Qin Dali: "I feel your love."

This is the love of trackers.

"You are also fate. If you are pulled up suddenly, it is a good thing that your waist is not broken." Yi Chengli felt terrified when he heard it. Seeing Ling Qing kept touching his shoulders, he frowned and urged, "Hurry up!" Go back and rest, lie down and rest."

Ling Qing nodded: "I'll go back after seeing how the dumplings are being prepared over there. Hurry up and finish work here before dark, otherwise it won't be safe."

"Understood." Yi Chengli paused, and asked casually, "Do you need me to take you back?"

"Ah?" Ling Qing paused, and directly declined his overtures, saying that the problem was not serious and he could go back.

But before going back to rest, Ling Qing went to the back kitchen in the lobby of the first building to check the situation, and found that everyone was arguing.

And the culprit was the half sheep that Master Sun moved out of the refrigerator.

Some owners said that they should eat something good during the Chinese New Year. If there is no roasted whole lamb, you can make a roasted half lamb and roast it in the yard. When the time comes, the roasted sheep will flow horizontally, brushed with honey, cumin, and chili powder, and the children next door will be greedy. Cried.

Another part of the owners objected, because there are so many people in the community, and the roasted half lamb will be gone after one bite, and you can't even taste the taste.They strongly demand that mutton be minced to make baked buns, and mutton bones can also be used to cook soup and noodles.

There is also a small group of owners who have ideas in their hearts but don't say anything, and keep a chaotic and neutral attitude.

Ling Qing sat on the chair and rubbed his waist while listening to everyone's talk from beginning to end, finally he nodded, turned to Master Sun, the owner of the half sheep, and asked: "Master Sun, this is your sheep, what do you think? "

In fact, it is useless to say so much, this is someone else's sheep, and the owner can eat it as he wants.

"I think..." Master Sun is an honest man, and when everyone looked at him, he stuttered instantly, "I think... I think we should stop eating, anyway, we are not short of such a bite now."

Ling Qing raised his brows, the answer was beyond his imagination, and then he nodded in agreement and said, "Indeed, although we have a lot of food now, we must prepare for a long-term battle, and we cannot become fat with one bite."

Since neither decision satisfies everyone, then no decision is made.

Ling Qing signaled everyone to be safe and calm, and said in a gentle voice, "Everyone, don't worry. It's winter now. Even if there is a power outage, the temperature in the freezer is low enough. The lamb won't spoil if left alone."

"And think about it, everyone, is it more meaningful for us to keep this half sheep and take it out later when we are most desperate than to eat it now?" Ling Qing led everyone to think about the day when the end of the mountain is really exhausted. .

How can the icing on the cake compare to giving charcoal in the snow?When everyone is really hopeless and suddenly takes out the half sheep, then on the spiritual level, this will no longer be the simple half sheep, but a kind of strength.

It is a huge force that supports everyone's survival!

Everyone fell silent for a while and began to think. Master Sun was the first to agree, but the other owners hesitated and asked: "Then it won't taste good if it's been frozen for a long time?"

"Don't worry, when that time comes, even if you gnaw it raw, you will gnaw off the half sheep." Ling Qing gave the neighbor a positive look, making him believe in his appetite.

The cooking method of the half sheep is put on hold for the time being. Some properties are sealed in the freezer outside the property center. Everyone continues to be busy with vegetables and meat. There is even a lady who pickled three spicy cabbage and is carefully putting them in a sealed box to ferment.

Seeing that he is not needed here, Ling Qing greeted the chief chef, Master Sun, before returning home, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for this half sheep. Don't worry, everyone will definitely not eat you for nothing."

"It's all right." Master Sun waved his hands again and again, "It's not a big deal. There's no need to say whether it's free or not. We are all neighbors."

Ling Qing smiled, and said earnestly, "You are so generous."

Master Sun laughed dryly. He was embarrassed to say that the other half of the sheep and its other three brothers were in the refrigerator at home, but he didn't really care about the little half.

Finally back home, Ling Qing boiled some hot water on the stove and took a shower. While wiping the water, he looked at his back in the mirror, and found that there were bruises and scratches on his back.

If I had known earlier, I would not have taken off my thick clothes and packed lightly.

He sighed and took a CC jelly from the refrigerator to enjoy himself as a luxury, then lay down on the bed and decided to sleep.

As a result, I closed my eyes and opened them again, and it was already pitch black. I don't know what time it is.

Even buy Karma, sleep fainted.

Ling Qing propped himself up on the bed and tried to sit up, but a sudden sharp pain came from his body, as if an elephant jumped on the fitness ring while sleeping, and he uttered a scream and fell back on the bed.

Immediately afterwards there was the dragging of chairs and the sound of footsteps, and the bedroom door was quickly knocked on.

"Ling Qing, Ling Qing, are you alright?"

Yi Chengli waited at the door for a few seconds and no one answered, subconsciously pushed the door hard, only to find that the door just opened.He stared at Ling Qing's bedroom for a moment, then said to the person on the bed, "You didn't lock the door when you slept this afternoon."

"If I lock the door, no one will know if I die inside." Ling Qing made a painful voice in his throat. Seeing him alone, he immediately asked, "Where's Meili? Isn't she at home?"

Yi Chengli walked to the bed and turned on the charging light next to him, looked at Ling Qing who was frowning beside him and said, "Meli went to Grandma Zhao's house, what do you need from her?"

"It's nothing, just asking." Ling Qing slowly sat up on the bed, bent over and said, "Why does my body hurt even more after sleeping?"

"Normal." Yi Chengli asked him to wait, then turned around and went to the living room to take a bottle of Yunnan Baiyao and said, "Let me spray some medicine for you, it will feel much better."

Ling Qing stared at him blankly and let out an ah.

"Spray the medicine, just lift up your clothes and turn your back to me, and give you medicine." Afraid that he wouldn't believe it, Yi Chengli handed the medicine bottle in front of him and said, "Don't worry, it's not a fake medicine, it's just the medicine." Yunnan Baiyao from Erbajing. I borrowed it for you from Dr. Meng."

Ling Qing paused: "Of course it's not that I don't believe that this medicine is real..."

I don't believe you, you man with a criminal record in your dream!

The author says:

Yi Chengli: I am bankrupt and Lian Han is not the same bankrupt.

Ling Qing: Then you are the reversionary versions of bankrupt sisters.

Lian Han: Don't disturb me.