Chapter 651

Zhang Xiaoqiang's and Yuan Yi's happiness in the boudoir is not enough. Aiming at Yang Ke'er's side every day, Zhang Xiaoqiang seems lonely every time. Later, with Yang Ke'er's consent, Zhang Xiaodie is sent to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side to serve him.

Zhang Xiaodie is not unhappy. She has a general understanding of Zhang Xiaoqiang's temper. She knows that Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't like her and doesn't daydream any more. She is honest in front of Zhang Huaian's daughter, Zhang Xiaoqiang's little girl.

These days, Zhang Xiaoqiang is a little impatient. The fish hunting project has come to an end, and all kinds of backers for dealing with big fish have been ready. Huang Tingwei and his people stay in the monitoring room 24 hours to monitor the lake, but the big fish seems to disappear out of thin air. No matter how attractive the lake is, no big fish will come ashore.

The big black fish is a thorn in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. If the big black fish doesn't get rid of it, he is uneasy. Every day he will send someone to inquire, and he always gets the news that there is no news for the time being, which makes Zhang Xiaoqiang feel helpless. The big black fish has become the next problem in his plan.

Maybe the big fish will be his biggest enemy. All kinds of vegetables planted before the camp have grown to half a foot long. More and more poor people linger outside the barbed wire every day. Barbed wire and rifles can stop people, but they can't stop the big fish. Zhang Xiaoqiang really wants to pick these vegetables for counting.

During his meditation, there was a bell ringing around him. The fishing rod was placed on his right hand side, and there was a bell hanging on the head of the rod. Some fish ate bait to pull the fishing line. The fishing rod nodded to the river one by one, and the fishing line was tight. The strength seemed to drag the fishing rod into the water.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took down the bell at will, picked up the fishing rod, and did not need to shake the wheel to set off the line to run the fish. He tried his hand. With a shake of his wrist, a white fish with scales and halos flew up and down to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang urged a whistle, left hand from the chair to pick up a red bucket, will be half a meter long big fish steady catch, red poke slightly sink, white fish fell into the bucket, estimated to have three or two pounds, Zhang Xiaoqiang with the red poke to save the water to hand to Zhang Xiaodie standing side shaking to doze.

"Send it to sister yuan and let her cook."

Then he glanced at the fresh white fish in the red bucket. Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded in his heart, saying that it was a white fish. It was Diao Zi fish. He was so big and had eaten countless Diao Zi fish. He had never seen such a big Diao Zi fish. Generally, one or two of them were big.

Hang the dough mixed with sesame oil again. Zhang Xiaoqiang throws the bait into the water. Before he puts down the fishing rod, the rod nods again. It seems that something is hooked.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to pull up and found that he was much heavier than before.

"Big guy?"

Zhang Xiaoqiang was pleased and added two points of strength. A white thing broke through the water. When Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the thing, he was not happy. He deflected the rod head and threw it back into the water. The strength was so strong that he broke the fishing line.

At this time, Zhang Xiaodie ran back with an empty bucket. She ran a little fast. Her cheek was red, like a big apple. She had a lot of sweat on her forehead, and her chest was soaked with sweat. She outlined the bulge of two small steamed buns and cherries.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in the mood to see Zhang Xiaodie's spring.

"Go and tell sister yuan not to do it. Take the fish to the big kitchen. We won't eat that."

With that, Zhang Xiaoqiang throws down his fishing rod and takes care of himself. Where is Zhang Xiaodie? She doesn't know. Zhang Xiaoqiang hangs a white bone. Diao Ziyu is not afraid of eating. He may have eaten the meat of the dead. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in the mood to eat it.

It's annoying to turn around by the river every day. Zhang Xiaoqiang feels that there are still 1000 Jin of food coupons in his pocket. Zhang Huaian sends them to Zhang Xiaoqiang and thinks that the food in the camp is still tight and can't be so luxurious. He is forced to give Zhang Xiaoqiang the name of Zhang Huaian and the hotel's share bonus.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered at that time, when did he join the stock market? Finally, after Zhang Huai'an's explanation, he realized that after he sold LV Xiaobu, Zhang Huai'an just cheated LV Xiaobu out of five kilograms of century old Fen Liquor. The reason was that the diesel oil was tight and the parts of the armored car were not easy to make, which made LV Xiaobu reduce the number of times of stretching.

When opening the hotel, Zhang Huai'an bottled one kilo of it as the treasure of the store. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who provided the information, took the owner of the bottle of wine as the owner of the stock.

Zhang Xiaoqiang understood that it was Zhang Huai'an's thank-you fee. As for the real owner LV Xiaobu, he was forgotten. When he had a food ticket in his pocket, Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered if he would go shopping?

Zhang Xiaoqiang pushes his wheelchair to the market area and follows taro, who has just recovered from a serious injury. Taro's shoulder is just rubbed by a bullet and loses one or two pieces of meat. The rest is OK. He uses hemostatic powder to apply it carelessly. Even after the treatment, hemostatic powder has a miraculous effect on trauma.

Taro doesn't matter. He becomes the direct disciple of huangquan. He devotes himself to teaching. He also begins to show the refreshing strength of soldiers. Whether he is walking, sitting or standing, he has a posture like a mountain or a pine.

Now taro has become Zhang Xiaoqiang's orderly, but he also does his duty. As long as Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to go out for a walk, he will follow him. As for uncle Yun, taking advantage of his wound, he has a hot fight with a woman with a child, and every day he thinks about letting that child call his father. Maybe in his heart, taro has grown up, He doesn't have to be a son anymore.They went to the market area and strolled for a while. Zhang Xiaoqiang bought some interesting handicrafts for Yang Ke'er, and bought a good looking m.o.dh.e.c.k tracker tactical survival knife. Seeing the strange shape of the military knife, it looks very cool. I believe meow meow will like it.

After buying some small gifts for Shangguan Qiaoyun and Yuan Yi, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that there was no need to go shopping. He took taro to the hotel to drink tea and blow the air conditioner to cool down.

After dinner time, there are a lot of people in the hall, one by one, drinking wine, chewing peanuts, or tasting tea, chatting with each other. This is an alternative mixture of bars and teahouses.

Zhang Xiaoqiang takes taro to sit in an elegant room and orders two cups of good tea. While drinking tea, he listens to people outside chatting. The people sitting here are basically people with some identities, who can at least take out a few hundred kilograms of food stamps from their pockets at any time.

It seems that the venue is very messy. Almost every table is filled with people. If you look carefully, you will find that there are several small circles formed between them. Each circle is led by a default leader. He leads the topic, chats with the people or initiates discussions. He makes a lot of publicity and speaks loudly, lest others don't know what they are talking about, Some people are very low-key, a group of people sitting around whispering, looks a little furtive.

The biggest speaker in the field was a pockmarked seed. The pockmarked seed on the persimmon face was like the black sesame on the pancake, which was scattered everywhere. During the conversation, saliva splashed, making the men sitting around him attentively listen to him, wiping the saliva on their faces with their sleeves from time to time.

Although pockmarked saliva splashed everywhere, there was no displeasure on other faces. On the contrary, he showed a smile of YD, urging from time to time, or asking questions, asking for details.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care. He raised his teacup, blew the hot air, and took a sip. He still had a taste in his mouth. A word came out of his pockmarked mouth, like Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear. He sprayed it at that time.

"You don't know, that foreign girl is called Sao. It's really delicious to twist. It makes my heart itch. Besides, when she shows her tits, you'll know what Boba is. If you can see a foreign girl's pole dance, you'll be happy to die.