The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

It's Mid-Autumn Festival again.

After experiencing the chaos during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, people finally calmed down a little this year and were in the mood to have a reunion dinner.However, the flowers are similar every year, and people are different every year.Those lost at the beginning of the turmoil will never be at the dinner table again.

We miss our loved ones a lot during the festive season, but there are occasional exceptions.

"My grandpa? I've been to the phone. Why don't Li Duo accompany him for dinner? It's okay."

Sitting at the dining table, Li Li answered Old Master Shen's question: "We have everything at home, and he will go to see his former comrades-in-arms and relatives of his comrades during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's lively, so don't worry."

Seeing his radiance, Mr. Shen said, "What about you? Do you want to go home?"

Li Li was stunned for a moment, and then said happily, "Where do you want to go? When I was in the team, I didn't stay at home for many years, and I might not even be in the country during the holidays. I have long been used to it. Besides, here is quite Well, isn’t it equivalent to my second hometown!”

Although the second half is purely about running a train, the first half is the truth.

In fact, it wasn't just Li Li, all the members of He Lang's team who called to the Shen's house for dinner today, plus Tao Qianqian, were combat members who often came and went in the wind and rain.When the lights of thousands of houses are on, and people are sitting around eating, laughing and laughing during the festival, they may have been lying in ambush for days and nights in the most dilapidated and smelly places, or they are dying in the hail of bullets.

Where gunfire and gunpowder are mixed, life cannot continue until tomorrow, let alone a festival.For example, Qi Ye, who narrowly escaped from death, was also sitting on the mat today, and his legs were still intact.If there had been a slight mistake at the time of the explosion, he would not have been at the dinner table today.

But there are always people who have to make such sacrifices in exchange for the reunion of thousands of families.

"That's right. But this habit is worth it, you are all good boys." Mr. Shen was deeply moved by Li Li's words, and he raised his glass, "Come on, first toast to those departed teammates!"

Everyone raised their glasses in response, and then poured the wine on the ground.Although the amount is not much, it is quite sincere to do so when supplies are tight.

When the smell of alcohol was around, the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner finally officially started.

Shen Gu and Bai Xiaoning spent two months' quota to add a big dish tonight - hairy crabs.But even if the quotas of these two people are superimposed, it will be exchanged for one person and one quota.

He Lang was counted into the head, but he was wasted, so he contributed it to Song Lin.Seeing that Song Lin was not very good at peeling, the man also helped to quickly unscrew the crab's legs and open the crab's shell.The others knew that he didn't need to eat it, and they were quite used to him doing it.But Li Li and Tao Qianqian, who didn't know it, looked at it and thought that He Lang was so used to Song Lin that it was astonishing.

But they have no right to comment.

"A Gu, A Lang, you have to stay and clean up after the end." Mr. Shen casually ordered, and Shen Gu, the Minister of Economic Affairs, and He Lang, the head of the command center, said "hmm" without turning their faces.Song Lin ate the crab, listened to it, then turned his head and asked He Lang what he was doing for cleaning.

He Lang approached him, and replied in a low voice, "I just washed the dishes, took out the garbage, and mopped the floor."

A lot of people came to the house today, and Aunt Zhang went home to reunite with her family after cooking.If some food waste and wine spilled on the ground are left alone tonight, they will stink directly tomorrow.Although He Lang and Shen Gu are two young men, their ability to do housework is still acceptable, so they didn't make many excuses.

After Song Lin heard about it, he thought for a while, then freed up a greasy hand and swiped at the floor twice.Everyone suddenly felt a gust of breeze blowing under their feet, and then the smell of wine on the floor dissipated immediately.

Yuan Chengbing was thoughtful, but he didn't say anything after all.

He Lang chuckled twice, said "Thank you", and continued to help Song Lin peel crabs.After peeling, he wiped his hands, poured wine for Mr. Shen once, and then took the bottle away: "That's all for you tonight."

With such a small amount of wine, Mr. Shen is completely unresponsive, and he was stunned when he heard the words: "Huh? It's only two glasses!"

"That's enough. The doctor said that the weather has changed a lot recently, so you should drink less. And this is high alcohol, so drink it carefully and get down on the ground." He Lang refilled another glass for Song Lin without even looking at him, and then Handed the jug to Shen Gu, "Song Lin also drink less, you don't drink well, and you will go crazy after drinking, no one can control it."

Song Lin didn't plan to drink much at first, but when he heard He Lang's words, he raised his eyebrows: "I can't drink well? Are you still drunk?"

"Otherwise?" He Lang sneered, "Listen to people's persuasion and eat enough."

Song Lin turned to his consciousness and said: I have only drank a few times in front of you. The last time I went up was because of Liu Yunzhen's sweet-scented osmanthus wine. You don't even know how much I drink.

He Lang seriously said: But you choked on this wine before, obviously you are not used to drinking, how good is your capacity for alcohol?

Song Lin glanced at him: The amount of alcohol you drink depends on your body's ability to carry it. It's something you're born with, so what does it have to do with whether I'm used to it or not?

He Lang said: What kind of books did you read after you came to this world?Don't read the nonsense on those social apps, you know?If you drink too much, you can only rest when you are drunk, and others will be miserable.

Song Lin suddenly sneered: What a disaster?You mean the good things you did last time?Are you miserable or am I miserable?

He Lang was silent for a second: ... You are not miserable, are you?

The man's original intention was to persuade Song Lin to drink less, but at the beginning he never meant to allude to the things that happened to Song Lin when he was drunk.Now that Song Lin took the initiative to mention it, He Lang didn't know how to answer it.On the one hand, he felt that this matter might not be a good thing for Song Lin; on the other hand, he felt that Song Lin still remembered this matter and did not avoid it, which made him feel a little happy.

Song Lin said lightly: Did you make a mistake?

He Lang was taken aback: What?

Song Lin replied: The accident last time was not caused by me on my own initiative.

He Lang retorted: That's not me either!Fuck, I'm a victim too!

Song Lin paused while he was eating, glanced at him faintly, and said: But you will wake up later, don't think I forgot this.

He Lang had nothing to say now.Both Mr. Shen and Bai Xiaoning had investigated the real reason for this matter, but He Lang could tell them, but he couldn't let Song Lin know.

The man himself didn't understand his own mood. If he went into battle in a daze, he was afraid of doing something irreversible.He still has to spend a long time with Song Lin day and night, but he doesn't want to mess up the relationship all at once.

In the final analysis, he still needs to brew up a bang of time.

When He Lang was thinking about something, he was silent for a few seconds.Song Lin thought this topic was over, but suddenly heard He Lang say: You...have you really never thought about pursuing this matter?

What?Song Lin paused as he stretched out his hands to pinch the ribs: What are you looking for?You "offended" this thing?Didn't I pursue it at the time, you said "ghosts are obsessed with the mind".

He Lang reached out to help the young man bring over the whole plate of ribs, helped him rake half of it into the bowl, and put the ribs back.

Li Li, who was about to pick up the ribs, suddenly found the plate "flying": "...?"

After He Lang put the plate away, he subconsciously replied to the young man: If I say so, will you believe it?

Song Lin gnawed on the ribs, and glanced at him when he heard the words: What, are you looking for abuse?Are you still not happy to let you go?If you don't like it, it took you so long to say it, isn't your reflex arc too long?

He Lang wiped his face: I didn't mean that... Forget it, you can eat, I won't bother you.

Men just try it out.He was very worried that Song Lin had actually read his own thoughts a long time ago, and then pretended to know what he didn't know.He was even more afraid that after Song Lin knew about those vague thoughts, he would keep a respectful distance from him.

It would be too embarrassing to be sentenced to lose before attacking.

Song Lin couldn't figure out what was going on with this guy's vacillation, so he said calmly, "If you kindly invite me, I can try to read your mind. I'm easy to talk to.

He Lang immediately refused: No, don't!I'm just talking for fun, let's each keep a little privacy.

Song Lin said: My privacy space has always been fine, but yours... depends on whether I want to open this door or not.Originally, I didn't want to, but I'm really interested in your willingness to refuse and welcome...

He Lang clicked his tongue: No, you'd better not be interested.

Song Lin thought for a while: Then I'll take a look at Bai Xiaoning's...

He Lang: Don't look at her either!

Just kidding, Bai Xiaoning is now half of He Lang's "dog-headed military adviser", and in some respects, he can be regarded as knowing He Lang better than Song Lin.If Song Lin went to read Bai Xiaoning's memory, wouldn't everything be exposed?And Bai Xiaoning has always liked to diverge his thinking, maybe she can make things even more exaggerated!

Therefore, He Lang must not let Song Lin read Bai Xiaoning's thoughts.

Song Lin narrowed his eyes, turned his head to meet He Lang's gaze: What secrets are you two hiding from me?

He Lang said: It's not a secret, it's just a little privacy.I mean, we never conspired, don't you associate her with me.

Song Lin said: "It didn't exist in the first place."You are you, she is her, why are you always worried that I will mix you together.I just want you all to make progress in your personal abilities, and I don't want to send you into a pile.

He Lang coughed: Didn't I see that you often mentioned her by the way, and I was afraid that you might mess up the relationship?

Song Lin was baffled: She is Shen Gu's ex-fiancee, why would I want to give her to you, isn't this just adding to the chaos?

He Lang said: It's not okay to put someone else on me.

Song Lin said: I know, didn't I promise it?Whoever you want, I will kidnap for you.

He Lang secretly thought that it would be great if he could be kidnapped, but he was afraid that you would run away first.But he didn't say it, he just said: Hey, let's talk about it when the time comes, now we are just discussing the issue of not drinking too much.

Song Lin said: I didn't diverge the topic.

Well, it was my fault.He Lang replied subconsciously, then stood up and said, "Have you eaten enough? I'll go and take out the mooncakes. If you're too full, remember to take one away...Xia Hong, what are you doing!"

Xia Hong, who was squatting between the seats of Li Li and Shen Gu, stretched out a hand to touch the wine bottle: "...it's nothing, boss, can you get mooncakes? I want lotus paste egg moon, hahaha..."

He Lang saw that her eyes were a little wandering, and looked at Shen Gu: "Why can't you even look at a wine bottle?"

Shen Gu shrugged: "It's not my team."

As soon as the words were finished, Qi Ye, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned the wheel nimbly and came over to carry Xia Hong away.When Xia Hong was backing away, she stretched out her hand, and touched Shen Gu's waist suddenly.

Shen Gu: "..."

Xia Hong: "Hey hee hee, you can count it on me."

[The author has something to say: Xia Hong: Touch it while you are messing around! 】