Diablo Destruction

Unlike me and Carlos, Rasuk, a proud father-in-law, is eager to know the status of his daughter over the years, whether he has lived well, whether he has been wronged, whether he has been bullied by bad guys, but he is too hard to express it. I can only casually talk about some homely things. I can fully understand this mood.

So, Uncle Rasuk, even if you inadvertently mentioned to me how you were holding her aunt Rasuk’s thighs in tears and pursuing her, as well as learning a song from the bard for the proposal. Aunt Su Ke sang loudly under the window, and was spoiled with a tank of snow, and also scared the young mammoths living in the neighbor's house to death. I would also pretend not to hear, um, really.

Chasi's mother and daughter worked in the kitchen for a while, and finally came out. It seemed that it was just in time for lunch. It showed me the level of daily meals in a wealthy barbarian family.

Aunt Rasuk directly brought up the burning stove, which was filled with a pot-sized iron pot. Note that the size of the pot I am talking about here is not a washbasin, but a bath for five or six years old children. bathtub.

The bathtub...oh no, it's in the pot, big chunks of unknown stew, sparsely stewed, fragrant, every piece of meat is at least the size of a human head.

Chasi, who was behind Aunt Rasuk, was holding a saucer as big as the tank mouth in her arms. The dish was stacked on top of her, and burnt golden browned chestnut pancakes, visually inspecting each The pancakes are more than half a meter in diameter and **** wide.

"I'm starving to death, come here, what's the matter, fill my stomach first and then talk."

The barbarians who work hard in the snow mountain environment have a hard life, and a meal is the supreme enjoyment for them, even Rasuk is no exception. He quickly greeted me, as for the three Wu Princess and Ai Er around me.

"The food of our barbarians is rough and may not fit the stomachs of the two little girls. If you can eat it, you can eat it. If you can't eat it, you can only feel wronged.

Rasuk who said these words, let us take a look at it, obviously it looks like a big boss, in fact, unexpectedly careful.

"It's nothing."

Princess Sanwu said lightly, struggling to get a pancake, tearing off as much as a quarter, and handing the rest to me, and then nibbled at Shimizu, to show that she was also a hard-working princess. That kind of scene is a small case.

But, all of you, look at and judge, have you ever seen the maid who stuffs the unfinished food to the owner? You pretend to be pretend, pretend to get me a cake, and then look at me with wet and pitiful eyes, begging me to give you a small part, how good it should be.

However, it is indeed a bit difficult for her to make this little three show no such expression.

Princess Sanwu doesn’t mind, even Aiwaer does not mind. Although it is an angel princess, according to my personal guess, I have experienced the same training as ordinary angels and often have to complete various "save the world" missions. She estimated that it was much harder to eat than San Wu Gong.

Avalor also chose pancakes, thought about it, tore it in half, and gave me half.

In this way, I got three-quarters of the pancakes of Princess Sanwu and one-half of the pancakes of Aiwaer. The question is, how many pancakes do I have?

The answer is two and one half, because Chasi gave me another one, hum, I am really a terrible genius, but fortunately, there is no idea to develop in mathematics, otherwise it may destroy the nuclear bomb of the dark continent, It will be made in the hands of self.

"Hahaha, Wu Xiaoyou, you're pretty blessed."

Seeing this scene, Uncle Rasuk and his aunts all smiled conscientiously, and showed their appreciative glances at Chasi, which seemed to contain a kind of "worthy of my daughter, who won a battle without saying anything" the meaning of.

What is the way to win? I looked at the three-quarter pancakes on my left hand, and then the two-half pancakes on my right hand, and finally my eyes dropped, falling on the whole pancake held in my mouth, as if I understood something.

In terms of quantity, it did win, but how do I feel? To what extent should the stomach pouch be expanded in order to stuff these amazing pancakes with large portions?

It's time to summon a large wave of small ghosts. Only she can have an appetite that matches the barbarians. No, it is more appropriate to describe it as a bottomless hole than a stomach.

"Hurry up and eat while it's hot. It's cold here, and the cake is cold."

Uncle Rusuk said, rolled up a piece of cake, soaked in the stew of the stew, and then walked away with a mouthful, a pancake enough for two or three people to eat, he took three or five mouths A fine light, and then reached out and grabbed a piece of stew that was as thick as my waist, biting a bite. Just looking at his eating phase, he felt his appetite widened, and he was infected as if he could eat more.

In this cold weather that pees into ice, the pancakes are really cool, just started to cook, and now it has been frozen. It’s no wonder that the Sanwu Princess, who has a good appetite, has only chosen a quarter, I think After thinking about it, I learned that Uncle Rusuk soaked the pancake in the stew, and then swallowed it for a while, as if it tasted good, uh, choked, water...water...

Cha Xi, who was sitting next to me because of a couple's conspiracy, first handed over the milk tea. I quickly took it and took a sip before taking a breath.

"Human throat is really slender." Rasuk saw this scene, simmering meat in his left hand and pancakes in his right hand, stuffing his mouth full.

Is this guy really living in the same dimension as me?

After slowing down, I smacked my lips a few times and felt that the milk tea tasted a little weird and greasy, and it seemed that there was a thick layer of fat that made my lips slippery and smeared with lard-like milk. A little bit fishy, ​​it is estimated that it is because tea has a large part.

"This is mammoth milk." Chasi seemed to see my doubts and explained to the side.

"Only milk from mammoth is enough for us to drink."

"What about the oily smell on it?"

"It is a fat extracted from mammoth fat, which has a good thermal insulation effect. It is not easy to cool with the addition of fat milk tea, and it can provide a lot of energy."

Oh, why did I suddenly think Chasi became a college student like Kane?

When I looked at it with admiration, Chasie shyly shook her head.

"What about stew? Is it also mammoth meat?"

"Yes, it's mammoth meat, the meat is a little tough, so it must be stewed. Although it is not a delicious meat, but only the mammoth's huge size can meet our winter reserves. In our family, mammoth generations All have extraordinary status."

In other words, apart from pancakes, is this a feast of mammoths?

The meat is mammoth meat, the milk tea is mammoth milk, and the fat is also the fat of mammoth. Look at the fur coat of Aunt Rasuk. If I guess correctly, it should be made of mammoth skin. Mammoth bones can be used for soup and can be used as ingredients. Mammoth teeth can be used for medicine and weapons. Mammoths are really useful, they are all treasures.

No wonder it will be peeled, deboned, cut teeth, slaughtered, milled, ha ha ha ~~~ ha ha ha ha ha ~~~~

I don’t know why, as soon as I mention the words mammoth, I have an inexplicable killing intention in my heart. It seems that those masses of malicious people who can’t figure out in their lives have found the righteous master.

Cough, for the time being, I won’t say anything outside of the question. In short, I can’t stand up with two pancakes under my stomach. For the pot of stewed mammoth meat, I am interested in killing the thief and I can’t get back to the sky.

As far as Chasi was concerned, she had eaten breakfast before she set off, but now she ate twice as much as I did, and then she could barely tell from this that she still had some barbaric blood, at least on the appetite.

Of course, it’s incomparable to Uncle Rasuk’s aunt. These two men are like greed-eating beasts, and their stomachs seem to never be filled, so a big pot of meat, a stack of pancakes, is just being killed by this pair of barbarians. The husband and wife resolved, without mentioning me, even the indifferent Aiwaer looked dumbfounded.

Calculating, their meal is three to five times that of Chasi, so it seems that Chasi is out of line with the barbarians.

After the meal, the due business is coming sooner or later. In Chasi’s restless expression, Aunt Rasuk is like a torture officer who interrogates the prisoner. Questions and details will dig up Chasi’s life in the past two years. Finishing, detailed how many times you are sick, how many meals a day, how much to eat each meal, what to eat, how good do you sleep every day, how long do you sleep, whether you have had nightmares, did you take a bath, where are you washing most often, changing Whether the clothes are cleaned or thrown away, is the hair cut by yourself or someone else...

In a word, let alone Rasuk, who is not inconspicuous, even collapsed, and Chasi looked more at ease, as if he had become accustomed to Aunt Rasuk’s questioning.

When the problem was so detailed that Chasie was going to the toilet several times a day, Rasuk couldn't help but coughed hard, interrupted his wife's question, and rescued Chasie, who was increasingly embarrassed.

Faced with the majestic Rasuk who took out the head of the family, the aunt would still sell him a little face, and immediately said nothing.

"Chasi, now you know how hard the blacksmith's journey is?"

"Yes, father."

"Well, do you plan to continue to be a blacksmith?"

"Yes, father." Chasi's voice was firmer.

"I really don't know how to go back and forth, I've obviously suffered a lot, and I don't know how much he weighs. Why did Rasuk give birth to your brain-dead daughter." Rasuk hated him indisputably and beat him hard. Looking at the desktop.

Although I was angry, I seemed to see a trace of relief and a firmness in his eyes.

"Such a daughter, I can't control it anymore, your wings are also hard, and even my words have become the wind in my ears."

"Father, that's not the case..."

"Isn't it? Don't explain, I don't want to listen, I already said, I don't want to care about your dreams that I don't know. From now on, you can do whatever you want, I won't say a word, even if You beg me to say it, and I won’t say it, understand?"

After that, Rasuk took a few more shots at the table, got up and stood up, strode out, and picked up his hammer again, ding ding ding, and seemed to want to forget the troubles of the troubled daughter.

"Father...I..." Chaxi was weeping at the sound of the blacksmith's beat outside the door.

"I knew crying, didn't you hear it yet?" Aunt Rasuk looked at her daughter crying, and suddenly she was angry and angry.

"Your **** father will never object to you being a blacksmith."

"Really...really?" Chasi looked up in amazement and looked at Aunt Rasuk innocently, thinking carefully, as if it really meant that.

"Oh, oh, my stupid daughter, and the scumbag who has a bad face and a hard face, really makes you laugh."

"Where, I think it sounds warm. Your aunt and uncle and your family in Chasi are definitely a model family in the barbarian family." I gave my thumbs up and praised it wholeheartedly.

"Really? Hahahaha, I like to listen to these words. Although Chasi is a little stupid, he is still obediently obedient. I am a jerk. Although my temper is a little weird, but my heart is not bad."

Aunt Rasuk suddenly smiled, and when the words were turned, she took the lead and set herself up as a model family. She was apt to be a straightforward character and did not like to play with hypocritical barbarians.

"Cough, Uncle Rasuk, aunty, since Chasi is back, my task is considered completed, so I won't disturb your family reunion, I will still be in Hladik..."

"What's the matter?!" It wasn't Rasuk, but Rasuk who spoke before me before he could put down the hammer and walked with thunder in his footsteps. Glared at me.

"Mr. Wu, do you look down on me at Rasuk?"

"This... what to say." I hurriedly took a step back. Then, Uncle Rasuk, if you have something to say, how about putting down the hammer in your hand first?

"Then it's too much to treat us badly?"

"Of course not."

"Qiaxi was retrieved by you, that is to say, you are kind to our Rasuk family. If you don't look down on us or don't despise us for being entertained, why don't you let us express our gratitude?"

"This... what is our relationship, thank you, thank you, isn't it too much?" The eyeball rolled, and I said witfully.

"Yes, yes, what's our relationship? It's so out of sight, ha ha ha ha." Zhang Fei's face changed and suddenly smiled kindly, which made me feel bad, as if he had hit him again. Entrapped, what about the good barbarian character?

"Since it's such an intimate relationship, it's rare to come to this trip for me, so I won't stay for a while and chat with us more, isn't it too cold?"

"Uncle Rasuk~www.readwn.com~ I am in Hladik..."

"My aunt and you, I have been feeling lonely and lonely since Chasi left home, and my home was lifeless, so it was hard to get busy, but you have to leave in a hurry, alas, I really have no thoughts, forging My mood is gone. If Elder Akara blames me, what can I do?"

What can I do? ?

I couldn't help but watch Rasuk take out the acting of the film emperor class. Today I can see it. It turns out that besides Doug, there are such barbarians who don't follow the common sense.

"Okay, I know, but I really can't stay too long. I have important things in Hladik."

"I know, I know Wu Xiaoyou is busy, not right, just one night." Rasuk nodded quickly.

Hearing that he said it was only one night, I was relieved, and the problem was not big, within the budget.

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