After I was exiled, I brought hundreds of billions of supplies and won

Chapter 250 Favorite Song
The aroma of the barbecue, especially seeing Jiang Doudou biting down, with a satisfied expression on his face, even provoked Jing Er, a foodie, to rush over in an instant regardless of the injury on his foot.

"Miss Lingling! Your grilled meat is so delicious, it makes my mouth water!"

After speaking, he wiped the suspicious liquid from the corner of his mouth and sucked it away.

Jiang Doudou and Lu Qingling were instantly amused by Jing Er's cuteness.

But Xiao Jingyu, who is the master, and Jing Yi, who is a brother, look blind.

As if to say, this kid is not my guard (brother), I don't have such a stupid guard (brother)!
Lu Qingling smiled and handed him the remaining skewers.

The latter immediately ignored the words, and began to chew in big mouthfuls, as if Zhu Bajie was eating ginseng fruit, wishing he could swallow the skewers of meat together.

There was no other way for Lu Qingling to continue to serve as a chef.

Xiao Jingyu saw it and started studying at the side.

Here I have to praise him, even if this person is handsome, his learning ability is also very good, he can get started without much effort, and he also has a posture that is better than blue, and he is almost slapped to death as a master. On the beach.

Everyone looked at the oily meat skewers in their hands, their eyes were shining, and they couldn't stop eating one after another. The mouth was full of meat, and everyone's eyes squinted in satisfaction.

It seemed as if he had eaten some delicacies from mountains and seas.

Seeing how delicious they were eating, Lu Qingling quickly started to pick up the skewers, and the tangy aroma immediately hit her head with a sip, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes involuntarily.

woo woo woo...

How long has it been since she had eaten this barbecue? She never thought that the junk food that was cast aside by the world in her previous life would once again conquer herself. No, these ancient people were also conquered.

After she tasted all the barbecue, Lu Qingling finally let out a satisfied sigh!

"Life! How wonderful!"

At this moment, Lu Qingling suddenly wanted to sing a song, and she did so after thinking so, so she hummed softly her favorite song sung by Wang Sulong in her previous life:

"Pick an Apple"

"Waiting for you to pass by the door"

"Sent to your hands to help you quench your thirst"

“Like a summer coke”

"Cocoa in winter"

"You are the right character at the right time"

"Already agreed"

"Together next weekend"

"Your little emotion comes to me"

"I don't know why"

"The wound has not healed"

"You broke into my heart like this"

"You let me see a flower blooming in the dry desert"

"It's you that makes me want to write a love song for you every day"

"With the most romantic song"

"You also gently agree"

"The eyes are firm in our choice"

"It was you who made my world pink from that moment on"

"It's you who made my life only need you to cooperate"

"Love needs to be carefully carved"

"I am Michelangelo"

"Characterize the happiest style with heart"

"It was you who let me see..."

But at this moment, without knowing when, a few people suddenly jumped out.

This startled the few people who had eaten and drank in the wooden house just now, and also made Lu Qingling forget the words to the song that scared him.

Because they have seen too many refugees fleeing famine along the way since they played it, and because they knew this, they built the wooden house deep in the forest, but even so, someone still touched it.

"Help! Please do me a favor! Help our family, there is nothing we can do, the children at home have not eaten for two days, and are now in a coma, and we also smell the smell of meat while shaking I just entered the forest, everyone, please do me a favor and save the child!"

"Save the child, we adults don't want to eat, just ask for a bite for the child to eat, please, please save my child, this is the only seedling of our old Zhang family, please!"

The one who spoke was a couple who looked about 30 years old. They were holding an unconscious child who was about five or six years old in their hands, kowtowing their heads and begging.

They are unkempt, with chapped lips, ragged clothes, skinny, and this winter, they are actually wearing autumn clothes. From this point of view, they are refugees fleeing for refuge!
(End of this chapter)