Martial King’s Retired Life

It made me even more unexpected-it was a pancake stall.

Bai Lian smiled. Bai Lian is in a very good mood today. Her smile today is more true than I have known her over the past few months, and it must be taught to be precious.

Bai Lian told the street vendor, "It's good here, uncle, please give him a sesame cake.

This uncle is so refreshing, he wrapped it in a pancake and handed it to me: "Young man, you pancake.

Go, go! You ’re the only one, and your whole family is baking!

Mr. Bai, if you really want to give it, give Liu Yuan a pancake. I think he fits best in six doors.

I cried Qu Lai: "Well, what about good flavors? Y!"

"A bowl of tofu soup,-saucer green beans, a-bowl of rice." She looked at my doubtful eyes and smiled: "This is the last meal before I leave the house. I usually eat nothing precious, me. I do n’t go out very much, but I guess I eat about the same as ordinary people. "

Poor ... a lot! In your eyes, ordinary people live by eating beans! Whose people are so stingy! Even the vegetable market sells pork pork Rong-tian is also three catty pigs croaked, now Fatter than fattening pigs!

"It's really hard for you, Mr. Inai." I said with a heart of my heart: "Now the food in the palace has been cut out like this

"It's not slamming." Bai Lian's tone came with a trace of loneliness, and some complex thoughts I couldn't even hear, "It's saving. -Introduction of a meal, when thinking hard to come by. -Needle-thread, Hengnian The material resources are difficult. This is what my mother said to me. "She seemed to be reciting the creed of life, and she said this saying before telling me.

"The meals at the level of the director are actually very rich. There are five or six dishes per meal. I am not satisfied and I can let the royal dining room change. I took the initiative to reduce it.

"So why?"

Bai Lian didn't answer me directly, she tore it off gently—point the sesame cake in my hand and chewed it in her mouth. Unlike the ritual chewing just now, she seems to remember every chew this time-as profound. It can be seen that the childhood of Mr. Bai, there must be an unspeakable relationship with the sesame cake ... I can't understand the reason.

"I'll tell you a story. When I was promoted to the post, although the people below were afraid of me, they hosted a table for me. I was invited to go, it was all good, but in the end I got a big bang-a temper , It's still annoying. "

It's quite common for Mr. Bai to lose his temper, and it's not less than ten times today. Of course, in addition to her unique fairness and strict adherence to the rules of the palace, stricter than the discipline and self-discipline, but also because her old man's face is very thin, if you accidentally touch her thunder. That day I don't know which unlucky **** had committed the crime. Not live

Bai Qing shook her head and shattered my speculation: "No one has committed any crimes, they are all quite normal. But in the end, I saw the meal at the banquet, and most of it was left-most of it, then I was angry."

I really didn't expect this reason, and asked, "Why is this?"

Bai Lian touched his nose in a daze and smiled bitterly: "It's nothing special ..--- It's a pity to be reluctant to throw it. Some of the meals I've seen--almost--the chopsticks have not been moved, some are just I ate a little bit-point. But they were all thrown there. If these were used to help refugee victims, I don't know how many people can live.

I calmed down and listened to her quietly.

"I do n’t know when it ’s a habit. I just do n’t see it wasted. Before I was promoted to the head, when I was the deputy head, I could n’t finish my meals. I let them get one less each day. Some, gradually, my food became what it is now, but I think it's enough. "

Bai Lian pursed her lips, her charming side face, but she showed a unique strength. It's like a bamboo in a mountain forest, windy, but strong

She said bitterly: "I used to live in a refugee camp as a child. Before, I used to have only one meal for ten days. That meal was obtained by stealing, snatching, and abduction. If it wasn't for the concubine I, I am long gone. I remember when she gave me a sesame seed. That was the first time someone cares about me since I lost my loved ones. It was also when she told me, A needle thread has its roots and its origins. It is human sweat and hard work. Therefore, I often feel that it is not hard at present. On the contrary, I feel that I haven't done enough, and I have not been able to repay my mother and son. "

"No wonder you can let the Lord call you sister, and you have such a good relationship with him. It turns out that you are equal to ... Huang ... half of the adopted daughter of Huang Fei, adoptive son.

This passage is too mouthful! It is a trap question!

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