The French will also follow the Americans into Afghanistan when the time comes. Since the foreign legion is self-sufficient and boasting hardcore, it must be dismissive of the ambush ring designed by a squadron of storm guards. My old man listened to my advice. After looking at the topographical photos of Afghan mountain tops recorded by his own satellite again, his old man said nothing but wiped his forehead, and then agreed to my opinion.
"Didn't I just tell Dad Zhao, Dad Zhao patted me on the shoulder and agreed with me."
"But it can't be delayed for that long." Sheen's mouth slumped, and Jiujiang frowned: "Besides, what if the Americans are so hot and don't fight Afghanistan."
"How is it possible, people bought a custom bee colony from us for such a big price, is it just bought back and dismantled." I smiled and explained the complaints of the two girls: "Let's do it, let's fight It’s a bet, if the Americans don’t go to war within a year, then I will let you two girls handle it for one day, how about it."
"If you were right," Sheen asked.
"Then you and Longyou will let me deal with it for one day." I patted the waists of the two girls, and I gave a seemingly fair condition.
"Why do I sound like our sisters suffered a big loss." Xie En frowned and looked at his cousin.
"I think so too." Jiu Jiu rolled his eyes and reached out and began to unbutton my clothes: "Forget it, let's dispose of him first."
Hey, I said you can't be so rascal.
"That's right." I saw Xie En unanimously reaching out his little hand to untie my belt, and muttering as he untied, "It's great, it's better to eat tender grass with my sister."
Now that the girl of the ox is crying to eat tender grass, I will relax my figure myself, and at the same time remove the tiny instruments used to deceive the wind membrane of the two girls under the ears of the girls. In these days, who is not being caught? Life is dead and alive. Since there is no way to resist, you have to learn to enjoy what the ancients said. The four words of joy in hardship have summed up this life like a play.
The girls are also refreshing people. I took my belt, jacket and underwear into my hands after three times, and when I was considering whether to bring these two little fairies back to the room and fight to thank the world, my own The door suddenly opened silently.
Under the gaze of me, Sheen, and Long, my old father appeared at the door. The head of the family, wearing a black "color" and "wool" sweater, stood in front of the door with a large bag and shouted: "Boy, I Know you are at home, hurry up and roll over."
Speaking of this, my old father finally noticed the scenery on the side of the living room, his old man was shocked, and then all the big and small bags in his hand fell on the ground.
Xie En, this girl is sitting on my stomach with my belt, and long sitting next to me is holding my coat and underwear, half-length, I look innocently at the two small metal instruments in my hand I thought that this time I was really wearing clappers. Kneeling and wearing the motherboard tonight is probably the minimum requirement.
"Good afternoon, Dad."
The two parties and four people held back for more than ten seconds, and finally Sheen broke the deadlock. With a sound of my father’s stern expression that was comparable to the glacier, his father smiled and then turned around. Walking out of the door, I heard him asking his mother if there was anything left in the taxi.
The three of us didn’t know what the old man was thinking, so we got up quickly, Xie En helped me to fasten my belt, and for a long time helped me put on my underwear jacket. The last two girls took the instruments in my hand and put them back into the ear porch and obediently. Coincidentally standing at the door with me, the actual owner of my family has already come to the living room. As a son, I naturally walked to her with a smile on his face and took the small handbag in her hand.
"It's almost a year since I saw it. This look is two points clearer than it was at the beginning of the year." My mother looked up and down in the living room and laughed: "It seems that the long girl has given you a small stove."
"Mother Lu is good." Xie En said at this moment.
"It's Xie En, why are you here today." My mother seemed unprepared for this girl's arrival.
"The family was messed up by the relatives' children, so I will stay with you for a few nights." The little girl smiled sweetly at my old lady.
"Then you can sleep with Yong Yong at night. My child asked him to make a floor in the living room and deal with it." As expected of my mother, she really spared no effort to sell her own son.
"Thank you, Mother Lu."
"You're welcome, just treat it as your own." When my old mother said this, I saw that my father's face was red and white, and it was hard to think about it.
Now that the two of them have returned home, the meal tonight will be handed over to the chief of the family. My father finally found a chance at this time. This one hooked me, so he has a long history and Xie En Rumeng amnesty. Like to rush into the kitchen to help.
Of course, I was obliged to follow my father out of the house and cross the road, and finally stood on the river embankment.
This old golden man with gray temples in my eyes looked at the river without saying a word, and I lowered my head, wondering what my father would say, the square ears of the two girls were out this time. How should I cover up or explain the big limelight
Some suffocating silence continued, until after a while, my old father sighed suddenly, and then said a word that made me dumbfounded, it turned out to be Terr's good afternoon!
I rub! How old is my dad! How could he speak good language to Terr!
"You kid, don't show me like seeing a ghost! It's not bad to hide it from me for so long, without using family methods to interrupt your legs!"
"I can't use it." Panta, who appeared directly next to me, shook his hand with a look of eagerness.
"Move in an instant, fold space, or jump in positioning." My dad looked at Panta and asked, "Also, who are you from Aunt Lingyin?"
"I am the chief steward of Mrs. Lingyin's mother's family. Now I am the chief steward of your only child. As for the division of Chong Yin and Xie En, they should be her niece and nephew daughter." Panta said with some surprise. He gave me a glance, and then to my dad: "You should know Mrs. Lingyin."
"Of course, this knowledge was taught by Aunt Lingyin. She said she was from another river system." My father looked at me and Panta: "I was very young at that time, but I just heard some words. Then, she was "forced" to death." At this point, my old father sat on the railing of the river embankment: "I was only six years old at the time, and I was afraid that those people would find me, so I simply hid on a nearby mountain until It was only two years later that my adoptive father took someone back from the mountain."
"Dad, I don't know anything about you." I scratched my head and asked, but naturally I was scolded by my old father: "You idiot child, any father in this world would tell his son the story of his childhood, Besides, this kind of story is useful for me to tell you again!"
Swearing and cursing, there were some tears in the corners of my father's eyes: "Where would I have thought, I am still guarding Aunt Lingyin's secret, but I don't know that my own bastard is talking to her unknowingly. The descendants came together."