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Chapter 200 Return(1/2)

Camp.

Liu Yun stared at the sand table on the battlefield intently, thinking about the next war that was about to come.

It's just a mess in my mind.

Liu Yong walked in quickly and cupped his hands.

Liu Yun raised her head almost subconsciously.

Liu Yong swallowed his saliva and then said.

"Your Highness, I haven't found Mr. Li. He probably has left. Do you want to chase him?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then Liu Yong got a reply.

"Forget it, please step back and call some generals to discuss important matters."

"yes!"

Liu Yong withdrew.

........

The old cow pulled the rope and looked into the well.

Li Ping'an's voice came, "Lao Niu, pull!!"

Earthen well, round windlass, willow pot and bucket.

The old cow shook the windlass, which was very strenuous.

Turn the handle of the pulley with your hand, and the ice under your feet shines brightly.

Accidentally, my foot slipped.

If you don't do it right, people will fall into the well.

After a while, Lao Niu pulled Li Pingan up.

Li Ping'an held a ladle full of cold water. He had already drank enough down there just now.

This is reserved for Lao Niu.

Lao Niu took a sip, and a cold feeling filled his mouth.

Cool!!

The old cow felt happy and let go of the wheel handle.

Li Ping'an screamed, disappeared from the mouth of the well, and fell in again.

Then he cursed loudly.

Lao Niu blinked, I didn’t mean it~

Li Ping'an looked satisfied, he was finally back!

"Old Niu, let's go!"

One man and one cow walked towards the distance.

Returning home on a snowy night.

.......

Anbei Fourth Town, Liu Ji Noodle Stall.

Lao Liu put the prepared noodles into the boiling hot water in the steel bucket.

A regular customer came over and said, "Lao Niu, second pot of noodles!"

"Okay."

As the saying goes, "One pot of dumplings, two pots of noodles."

When the first pot of noodles is put in, the water turns into a soup that is thicker and adds the aroma of the noodles.

The more it is cooked, the more fragrant it becomes, which gives "Two-pot Noodles" an advantage.

"The soup should be wider, the noodles should be firmer, add some clear oil, and add more vegetable leaves."

Someone said.

"Okay..."

Old Liu raised his head and stared at Li Ping'an's face.

"Ouch, blind man Li!"

Li Ping'an smiled lightly and said, "Old Liu, it's been a long time since we last met. It's nice to see you now."

"Okay! I'm fine."

Old Liu laughed.

These days, it is not easy to say goodbye and meet again.

When the noodles are cooked, blanch them in cold water and immediately scoop them into a bowl.

Add green vegetables, sprinkle with chopped green onion and coriander, and sprinkle with red spicy pepper.

Pour a ladle of boiling soup into a bowl, and finally add a ladle of braised haggis.

The haggis was filled to the brim, like a hill.

I was given another plate of vegetables, a plate of peanuts, and a large bowl of braised pig's trotters.

"And Lao Niu's!"

Every time Li Pingan orders noodles, he always orders a bowl for Lao Niu. This habit has not been forgotten by Lao Liu.

The old cow wagged its tail happily.

It is garnished with green onion and greens, spicy but not dry, and has a rich aroma with the unique smell of haggis.

One bite after another is just right, no sour taste or greasy throat taste.

The sun was just right, so we chatted and ate.

I drank a pot of soup in one go.

The warmth spreads from head to toe, completely eliminating the coldness.

"Why did the east side collapse a lot along the way?"

Li Pingan took a bite of garlic.

Old Liu sighed, "Let's fight. Half a year ago, the Sui Dynasty and the Turks fought a big battle in the four towns of Anbei.

These people ran away and died, and many houses here collapsed and were burned down."

Li Ping'an was silent for a moment, and then sighed.

I hope all my old friends are safe and well.

Speaking of which, Li Ping'an has a special affection for the four towns in Anbei.

Although I stayed in a small mountain village for more than ten years.

But at that time, I only had a house in the fourth town of Anbei.

With a stable job, if being a killer can be considered a job.

After bidding farewell to Lao Liu, Li Pingan returned to his small courtyard.

The small courtyard was originally bought by Ma Sanniang for herself.

I don’t know how she is doing now, or whether she will open another Li Chun Hospital somewhere.

Thinking about it, business shouldn't be bad.

The bluestone slabs in the alley were shattered into pieces, and a piece of the west courtyard wall also collapsed.

There was only one door left, and the door and the wall were covered with grass.

Half of the courtyard wall collapsed, exposing the beams at the corner.

House.... Where is the house?

All that is left is ruins, full of desolation.

Li Pingan smiled helplessly.

On the other side, Alia's house also collapsed.

Li Ping'an was a little worried about Alia's sister, Doha.

Alia went to the academy, and Li Ping'an also left.

Only Doha is left at home.

Before leaving, Li Ping'an asked Wang Yi's father to take good care of Doha.

With the status of the Wang family, it is not difficult to keep Doha safe.
To be continued...
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