In front of a campfire near the military vehicle in the distance, Wang Le sits alone by the campfire, holding a slender branch in his hand, and carelessly stirs up the fire. With his provocation, the flames are blazing, causing waves of heat wave, which flutters on his face and sways the hair ribbon in front of his forehead.
The temperature in front of his chest is getting higher and higher, and the coolness of the night and summer has already been driven away by the blazing flame. The sweat slowly seeps out from his forehead, face and nose tip. The first drop is the sweat bead the size of soybean on his nose. The glistening sweat bead drops on the dry ground beside his feet, printing a small wet mark.
Wang Le, who frowned and pondered, didn't seem to feel the heat wave burning his body. I can't feel the sweat on my body. My uniform seems to be soaked.
A middle-aged uncle is humming a little song to Wang Le. After Zhang Huai'an left the base, he seems to have taken off a heavy load. He no longer has to worry about the trivial matters of the base, nor feel guilty for seeing two disabled players who were injured in the base. He let go of it, even if the life and death line of the day didn't hurt him.
Not for anything else, but he has figured out that he has lived most of his life, at least longer than most of the people in the base. Even if he died, he had to eat more meat than others for many years, and it's not a loss to calculate carefully. Besides, he is old enough to find a woman, single and carefree. He died there and buried there. In this way, he will live more natural and unrestrained.
"What do you want... I don't think you've become a roast chicken. You've baked all the oily seeds on your face."
Zhang Huai'an does it all at once. Zhang Huai'an teases him around him. Although they don't have deep contact in the base, it's a kind of fate that they can go home together. For this reason, Zhang Huai'an and Wang Le are very close. In addition, they are similar in age.
Zhang Huai'an's broken Gong voice interrupts Wang Le's meditation. Wang Le glances at Zhang Huai'an with an irritated look of poor stool. A piece of abuse in his mouth has not yet been exported, but the corner of his eye has already floated to the two small wine bottles in Zhang Huai'an's hands. Wang Le is an old man in the wine, and he has nothing to do but drink to relieve his fatigue.
Originally, he was in a hurry to leave home this time. All his private goods were hidden at home. But there were two female tigers who wanted to eat people at home. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he was single and on the road. He was worried about what to do when there was no wine. Now he came to the door by himself?
Wang Le, who is already some years old, bounces from the ground with the agility that is absolutely not commensurate with his age. Zhang Huai'an is really ready to sit next to Wang Le when he sees a dark shadow passing by. In his hand, there is no trace of a bottle of two or two packs of "the bully in the wine". He thought he saw a ghost and almost cried out in horror.
Screamed to the throat, he saw Wang Le holding a small wine bottle that had not been opened, and smelled the lid with intoxication. Zhang Huai'an breathed a breath and sat down cursing.
"You look like a bear. When you see wine, you even forget whether you are a man or not. I said, you can live a lifetime with wine. Why do you have to keep two female tigers at home?"
Zhang Huaian talked about Wang Le's sadness. Wang Le sat down in front of the fire with a dejected face, unscrewed the lid of the wine, carefully took a sip, turned his tongue at the mouth of the bottle, and licked a drop of wine left at the mouth of the bottle.
A small mouthful of wine in the mouth aftertaste half before carefully swallowing to the stomach, Wang Le said weakly:
"Who knows? At first, I didn't expect to find two at a time. My original idea was to find one after finishing one. When I saw that both of them were interesting to me, and both of them were good. One was good at cooking and the other was quick at housework, As soon as I closed my eyes, I married them all, alas
At this point, Wang Le took another sip of wine, brewed a little emotion, and then said:
"You say, this woman is always good before she gets married. How come all her problems come to her as soon as she gets along? If you don't want to live, you can tell them before you marry me. Why do you have to get married and start making trouble again? I think I understand. This kiss is better than that kiss. Damn it, I'd rather die outside, die in a ditch, die on the road, and I won't go back to suffer that crime. "
Speaking of this, Wang Le turned to Zhang Huai'an and said, "do you think there are still living people in the Civil Affairs Bureau? Can I get a divorce? "
Zhang Huai'an glanced at Wang Le with disdainful eyes and said: "even if there is, they will directly find me to arrest you and sentence you to a bigamy crime!"
Wang Yueyan, shaking his small wine bottle with his right hand, asked, "where did you get the wine? There is no search team today. "
When Wang Le asked about his pride, Zhang Huai'an laughed: "there's no other place. There's a lot of little Lv Bu... Here you are."
Then Zhang Huaian took out a bag of beef jerky from his pocket and threw it to Wang Le.
"It's from him, too?"
Seeing Zhang Huai'an nodding, Wang Le said doubtfully, "little Lu Bu, that boy is an Iron Rooster. He is known as a guy who can explode oil in the cracks of stones. You can snatch food from his mouth."Zhang Huai'an took a sip of wine and said: "it depends on who I am. Although I came out of the base, brother cockroach didn't let me be a logistics officer. All the materials have to be passed by me. Can he ask me? I can't beg for nothing. Let's make it clear. "
"Bah, it's the end of the world. You still use the method of collecting monthly money from the leisure house as a policeman here, and you're not afraid that brother cockroach will knock you?"
Zhang Huai'an did not pick up Wang Le's words, still squinting his eyes to drink, a look of a world expert.
Wang Le thought of one thing and asked in surprise: "you used to say you were brother cockroach's uncle. Is that true? You should have fed the zombies for such a big crime, but brother cockroach gave you a dismissal. The fart punishment is not included. This time you are in charge of logistics. Are you really relatives
Zhang Huai'an didn't take Wang Le's words. He took a sip of wine and chewed a piece of beef jerky. He closed his eyes and shook his head as if he was tasting good wine and food. Of course, he couldn't tell Wang Le that he was not related to Zhang Xiaoqiang at all.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is an outsider. In fact, he is very tolerant to his own people. Others are frightened by Zhang Xiaoqiang's ruthlessness in feeding people to zombies. Who has the heart to see Zhang Xiaoqiang's tolerance? Zhang Huaian was ready to apologize for his death, but he let Zhang Xiaoqiang off with a light sentence of dismissal and retention, which made Zhang Huaian feel Zhang Xiaoqiang's temper.
In Wang Le's inquiry this time, Zhang Huai'an is playing up his own tricks. He says, "if you pretend to be true, it's true. If you really pretend to be true, it's true." let them guess. Anyway, it's not bad for them.
When Zhang Huai'an was about to ask Wang Le why he was upset, a sound of footwork came from behind him. When he turned to see the comer, he immediately stood up and nodded.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Miaomiao walk to Zhang Huai'an and Wang Le. To be exact, he is dragged by Miaomiao. After Xu Mengzhu's gaffe, before Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wang Le ask, the woman stands up again and says she is sleepy. She walks into the tent.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and meow are baffled, and then they entangle with each other. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understands that meow wants bullets. No, he brings meow to find the new logistics officer.
Wang Le rummaged for a long time in a big car, carrying a tin case to the rear of the car, took out a key, self-consciously opened three locks, opened the lid, and a box full of disorderly pistol bullets appeared in front of him. Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed a handful at random and put it into meow's hand, saying: "don't shoot if you have nothing to do, don't shoot if you have something to do, As long as you fire one shot, I'll confiscate the rest of your bullets. "