The lunch that day was a while later than usual before it was ready. The main dish was made of stewed pork, beef, mutton, potatoes, eggplant and green peppers. Half a plate of rice per person according to the Western food, and then poured with stewed stewed ricotta.

After the stew, the mixed meat flavor and vegetables formed a delicious taste. Angelina, who had the smallest appetite, ate two large plates before stopping. Only the baby ate cooked turkey in a microwave, or two, but for the baby, the turkey was full every day, which was the New Year.

As for Zhang Cheng and Yezi, who have the best appetite, they naturally need a lot of meat. They keep pouring the meat and vegetables on the plate until they rise to the top before stopping. Such a large portion will be almost full if you eat four plates of this person.

The women who got the plasma cannon in the morning had a big appetite on the dining table. In order to consume the more calories they got, everyone unanimously suggested going out for a slow walk after dinner. Put the plates after the meal into the dishwasher, turn on the switch and let the machine wash automatically, and the group changed into winter fur and went out. Before going out, Ye Zi took care of the baby a few words, and the baby nodded and was lying at the door to look for the house.

Women's fur is composed of only a coat and high-waisted leather boots, so that the entire white legs will leak out, which is also a winter scenery.

There is a small lake nearby, but the lake water in Nevada is not frozen in winter, probably because there are springs inside. From the community here, we look at the Nevada Snow Mountain to the west, as if it is in front of us, but it is not possible to climb the mountain in one afternoon, so we still choose to take a walk near the community.

When I passed by the neighborhood church, the low music from the church came to my ears. As soon as my aunt heard the tune, she understood: "Someone nearby has passed away, go and have a look."

Behind the church is a cemetery, and many churches were designed in the same way when they started to be built. Generally speaking, before modern hospitals in Europe and the United States, the local churches were responsible for the entire process of birth, old age, sickness, death, and weddings of Westerners. Not only that, raising orphans and widows is also the responsibility of the local church. It can be said that the previous churches were responsible for spreading faith, hospitals, orphanages, nursing homes, red and white auditoriums, and their destination after death.

Now that the hospital appears, it only takes away the birth and illness - even in modern Western countries, many baptized people have not entered churches several times before their lifetime. They are not so devout believers, and are willing to accept the prayers of the priests at the end of their lives. Those who know that they are about to die are always fragile in their hearts.

If you follow the etiquette, you should wear dark clothes or hats at the funeral, and it would be even better if you don’t have a little white flower on your chest. However, this is not a European chronicle movie that last century, so there is no need to ask for so many. In fact, after attending the funeral, Americans will soon forget about unhappy things - the dead are dead. But the living still has to live, and being happy for a lifetime is also a lifetime, and being sad for a lifetime. How can you be kind to yourself? This is something Americans have long been happy.

The cemetery was about to be buried with a young Asian man, who didn't look older than Ye Zi, who looked like a junior or high school student. His parents cried the most sadly. A white-haired man gave birth to a black-haired man, Zhang Cheng knew a little bit. There was also a white American young man, who looked at the age of the deceased's girlfriend or classmate, and shed a lot of tears on the side.

It was about the auspicious time. After the appearance was over, the coffin was covered and nailed. Six people carried thin black coffins to go to the cemetery to get buried. The group also moved from the church to the cemetery.

Seeing that the white and tender horse was quite beautiful, Zhang Cheng took the white and tender horse into the cemetery to comfort the dead. The white and tender horse didn't mind, but thought that Zhang Cheng was the relative of the deceased and shed a lot of tears on Zhang Cheng's shoulders. If he didn't speak, the Americans would not be able to distinguish between Chinese and Japanese, and there was nothing he could do.

On the way to the cemetery, he heard the relatives and neighbors of the deceased whispering to each other. Zhang Cheng and others realized that the deceased was a Japanese-born boy. Maybe he committed suicide by separatism at home because he did not get the full mark in the final exam one day before.

From a certain perspective, this child is really strict with himself, but it seems a bit too much. In China, when it comes to studying hard, he hangs his head and stings his thighs. That's what it means. Those who do not have a tendency to abuse themselves will definitely not play like this.

But who can blame this? If the Japanese government hadn't indulged militarists and advocated the glorious deeds of those World War II war criminals, could they still commit suicide at a young age? A hundred steps back, normal people would not have used septum to commit suicide. In Japanese textbooks, World War II was a way for Japan to defeat countless powerful opponents, and then two atomic bombs suddenly ended.

Zhang Cheng and Baineng Yangma fell behind the crowd. Zhang Cheng took the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and pinched the white young horse's chest. He advised Baineng Yangma and said, "Don't be too sad. I can't think about the matter of points. This is too narrow-minded. This is an island country disease. It needs to be cured."

The white and tender horse didn't care about Zhang Cheng's eating tofu and said cryingly: "No, Zichuan Jun did not commit suicide because of credit, it was because of me."

Zhang Cheng thought to himself, could this white and beautiful man kicked the Japanese slut, which caused the Japanese to commit suicide?

Bai Nuanmei sobbed and said, "On Christmas Eve, our first date..."

Let’s make it clear here that Americans say that dating means going to bed. If you don’t even have a bed, you’ll be called a hairy date…

Bai Nuanmei: "At the beginning, I asked: Goin? (goin?) At the end, I asked: Theend? (end?) Since that night, Zichuan Jun has stopped talking and contacting me, and it has only been a day..."

Zhang Cheng thought to himself that this is hurtful enough, no, it is simply too lethal. The Japanese are cautious and it is not surprising that they died for this. After school starts, Zichuan Jun will not be a human being...

Zichuan Jun, please leave, leave your unfinished career for me.

Zhang Cheng thought, at the end of the team, he hugged Bai Nuanmei and entered the grove on the side of the cemetery. Everyone knows what the grove does.

When they arrived deep in the woods, the two couldn't wait to start to understand each other's body in depth. Zhang Cheng wanted to show his Asian spirit, while his whiteness and beauty had just died. Some emotional influence on his ex-boyfriend wanted to vent her.

Zhang Cheng habitually grabbed his two tender breasts and rubbed his mouth and gnawed his white and beautiful mouth. His white and beautiful hands leaning against the tree grabbed Zhang Cheng's back for a while before he remembered that he was touching the front.

Bai Nuanmei felt happy after touching the angry Xiaocheng. She opened the zipper of Zhangcheng's pants with one hand and pulled down the underwear under her short skirt, shouting: "Come in quickly, maybe it will warm us up."

Zhang Cheng: "That's for sure. We have learned how to get the friction and heat."
Chapter completed!