Then they ran freely into the brightly lit hall.
Then I saw a man with a buzz cut, wearing a long Taoist robe and an apron.
The words "Tai Tai Xian Chicken Essence" were prominently printed on the apron.
Who is this man who just came out of the kitchen? Isn't that He Zhanyuan?
"He Zhanyuan!"
Luo Feng stared wide-eyed in disbelief, then took a few steps over.
He was afraid that He Zhanyuan was just an image or spirit, so he tried to poke He Zhanyuan's apron with his hand.
"Oh? Captain, you're here?"
He Zhanyuan suddenly remembered his apron, his face flushed, and it was too late to take it off and hide it.
As a result, he received a big hug from his captain.
Then, Xie Xun, Jiang Tao, and Deng Yuan rushed over, and the group hugged each other tightly, their eyes red.
"He Zhanyuan, you're still alive! That's wonderful!"
He Zhanyuan was startled; he had never seen his teammates so enthusiastic. However, upon reflection, it made sense. Even he himself had thought he was dead.
"Hey! You country bumpkins! I just mopped the floor this afternoon, and you've already dirtied it!"
He Zhanyuan suddenly remembered something and shouted in protest!
There were indeed strings of muddy footprints on the ground.
Xiao Xi watched with a smile as her comrades reunited. Lin Yang was moved, and Cheng Sheng smiled like an old father.
"Alright, alright, everyone stop having so much fun. Take a break, we'll eat in half an hour!"
Once she's on Xiaoxi's turf, she's the one in charge.
“He Zhanyuan, you’ve been familiar with this place for most of the day, so you can take care of the arrangements.”
He Zhanyuan immediately felt a surge of superiority and acted like he was half the master.
First, they kicked Luo Feng and the others out of the door. There was a shoe rack at the door with disposable slippers from the hotel.
The group had to change into slippers before they could come in.
He Zhanyuan then led everyone to take a shower, change clothes, and wash clothes.
Xiao Xi herself didn't even notice that there were still clothes left behind by Daoist Xiong Da here, all brand new Daoist robes.
There are high-performance washing machines for washing clothes, whether you wash and dry them or spin them out to air dry, since it's windy anyway.
Cheng Sheng and Lin Yang both had their own luggage, but it was temporarily left with Xiao Xi.
Xiaoxi took out her luggage, and they went to change their clothes.
Xiaoxi stocked up on a lot of mattresses and quilts when she participated in the variety show, and now they come in handy.
The aerial pavilion only has two bedrooms. The one that Sixth Brother used to live in is now used by Lin Yang and Cheng Sheng.
Luo Feng and the others had no choice but to sleep on the floor.
However, the living room is quite large, so we can just use a screen to block it.
Compared to sleeping in the rainforest mud, these conditions are like heaven.
However, it was already in the sky (*￣︶￣).
Luo Feng and his team truly lived up to their reputation as special forces soldiers; they were all ready to rest in less than half an hour.
Everyone sat around the round table in the restaurant.
Xiao Xi resisted the urge to look at the five wolves, otherwise she would have burst out laughing at their uniform buzz cuts and Taoist robes.
"So, He Zhanyuan, you're such a good cook? Wow, this is so spicy!"
Jiang Tao was full of praise.
He spoke for everyone; these were all delicious home-style dishes, which perfectly made up for the frustration of only being able to stare blankly at lunchtime.
"Oh, right? Have you all forgotten? I'm from Chengdu, Sichuan Province. Back home, it's mostly men who do the cooking!"
The table was set with Sichuan cuisine: boiled beef, spicy fish, twice-cooked pork, Kung Pao chicken, crispy pork soup, and so on—too many dishes to list.
The rice is made with Northeastern rice, and the food is unlimited.
The four wolfhounds were in the corner of the hall, enjoying the best meal of their lives, snoring softly for fear of bothering others.
The five members of the Wolf Slayer gang had been eating compressed biscuits for several meals, and their mouths were practically tasteless.
Xiaoxi also enjoyed the meal. She could eat spicy or not spicy, which was very considerate of He Zhanyuan, who took everyone's preferences into account.
They ate ravenously at the table, and only after their stomachs were full did they dare to ask about He Zhanyuan.
In fact, the four of them had a lot of questions nagging at them, which were like cats scratching at their hearts.
But Lin Yang revealed that Xiao Xi's sleep and eating were of utmost importance, so they had been enduring the discomfort.
After eating and drinking her fill, Xiaoxi leaned lazily back in her chair.
"Brother Yuan, tell them what happened now."
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