The training camp can't compare with the small kitchen in a.

Qin Muzhi was somewhat lost. He pursed his lips: "what about braised meat?"

Without chicken legs, braised meat can also relieve greed.

Zhou Zihan simply kept silent. She thought that after his hero saved the United States, he must have many words to express. At least he made a heroic speech, but she didn't want Qin Muzhi to just eat.

"There's nothing you want."

Lu Ziheng stated the facts to Qin Muzhi with an expressionless face. After he reported the food of the training camp, Qin Muzhi thought in some despair that it was better to eat a bucket of instant noodles than wild vegetables he had never seen.

"Some are good to eat." Liu Min seized the opportunity to educate Qin Muzhi: "when your father and I were as old as you, sometimes we didn't have dinner."

"Can it be better now?" Qin Muzhi rubbed his sore temples. On the surface, he responded to Liu Min's sermon, but his eyes turned to Zhou Zihan, who didn't speak, "this is not what it used to be."

……

Although the food in the training camp was not to Qin Muzhi's taste, it didn't delay him to dominate Lu Ziheng to help him make two boxes.

At the window, Lu Ziheng saw Jiang Shilu again. The man hesitated for a moment, took the initiative to the window and shouted to the person inside: "Uncle Qin. Excuse me, can you add two more chicken legs? "

Secretary Jiang had heard the conversation in the infirmary. He stuffed a hot lunch box with two chicken legs into Lu Ziheng's arms and said frankly: "just now, I shouldn't say those words. As a lawyer in the political and legal circles in the future, it's really inappropriate to debate a person only according to my subjective point of view. I..."

It's still too young.

Lu Ziheng looked at Jiang Shilu with 25-year-old eyes. He smiled. The friendship between boys began to become strong after a fight.

"By accepting your lunch box, I don't mean to forgive your apology." Lu Ziheng hooked his lips: "you should always remember your mistakes and be able to remember them on the way to growth in the future."

Jiang Shilu looked up at Lu Ziheng. The words of these old people who did not meet the age of the contract were always strange from Lu Ziheng's mouth.

"The major in the training camp is a student my father taught before. If you want to eat anything in the future, just mention it." Seeing that Lu Ziheng was leaving, Jiang Shilu immediately shouted for fear that others might not know that he had this network.

The Jiang family has always been both red and expert. Lu Ziheng is not surprised.

Before coming, Lu Ziheng saw Shen Qinghuan covering his stomach. Although he didn't say it, he could see that the little girl didn't eat, so he specially pulled out the lunch box containing chicken legs.

Qin Muzhi smelled the smell of rice from a distance. After hanging the water, he straightened up in bed: "Lao Lu. I knew I was right about you. Is there a chicken leg? "

"What do you think." Lu Ziheng sent two bowls of food boxes to Qin Muzhi, "eat well! Save yourself from sleeping so long and losing your spirit. "

impossible!

He smells chicken legs.

Before Qin Muzhi opened the food box, he thought Lu Ziheng wouldn't be so crazy, but when he opened the lid and saw a pile of green strips that couldn't call their names, he gave up waiting.

"Where's xiaoqinghuan?" Only Qin Muzhi and Liu Min were not in the room.

"With Zhou Zihan, my mother drove me back to the dormitory." Qin Muzhi mopped up the rice and sobbed, "it's said that two little girls stay with a boy at night. The influence is not very good."

Qin Muzhi feels that his mother thinks too much. One is a friend's wife and the other is a girl with no ideas. Now his legs are weak. For him, beauty is not as practical as cooking.