Three bowls horizontally, three dishes vertically, and eight pairs of chopsticks around each side of the Eight Immortals table are arranged neatly, with equal spacing and perfect symmetrical left and right.

Si Chenshui's mouth twitched.

Are you worshiping your ancestors on Qingming Festival?

When Sun Meiqing came out with a bucket of rice and saw the situation on the table, she was also shocked and trotted over to ask Si Chenshui: "This is how his family eats?"

Si Chenshui shrugged: "I don't know." He paused, "Maybe he wants to invite his grandfather to dinner."

"Ah!" Sun Meiqing suddenly covered her ears and screamed.

Si Chenshui quickly caught the bucket of rice she threw away and rubbed his ears.

Her aunt is so cute even when she is afraid of ghosts.

Li Qingcang heard the sound and turned around to look here. Seeing Si Chenshui's expression of watching the show, he was silent for a few seconds, curled up his right hand, enduring the discomfort, and still put the perfect bowls and chopsticks into a circle.

Then he started to move the chairs. Two left, two right, two front and back... and began to adjust the distance. Sun Meihalin was afraid that he would set it up as an altar, so he hurried up to help.

Li Qingcang looked at her tilted chair and frowned slightly. Just then, several small guards came in with lunch boxes to make food, and he looked over coldly.

Several young guards stopped talking abruptly, shivered in one go, and then turned around and ran away.

It's so scary. It's obviously about the same age. Why is this Chief Li even more terrifying than when they were angry with Si Junchang? Sun Meiqing, as if a fainting person had recovered from his energy, dragged Si Chenshui to sit down, leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Do I have to be careful when he asks for work in the future?"

Si Chenshui remembered that his shoulder was dislocated by Li Qingcangtulu, and seriously suggested: "It is safest not to let him enter the door."

Sun Mei gave her a clean look and suddenly said to Li Qingcang enthusiastically: "Cangcang, my aunt will serve you rice." She muttered to Li Qingcang while serving the rice, "We must come often in the future. Although our Shuishui has a bad temper, as long as we hold the hoe tightly, there is nothing we can't dig."

Cangcang... Si Chenshui looked at Li Qingcang, who was calm and calm, and looked at the sky silently.

I don’t know that her aunt knew that he just wanted to dig her to work in his department, but I don’t know what she thought.

Si Chenshui was very attentive when eating, silently gnawing on pig's trotters, listening to his aunt chatting with Li Qingcang.

Unexpectedly, Li Qingcang, a arrogant and cold obsessive-compulsive elite, was very good at coaxing middle-aged women. After a meal, Sun Meiqing wanted to keep him at home.

If FZC captain Long He hadn't run in in a hurry, Sun Meiqing would have asked them to get the certificate for the fortress's household registration book.

Si Family Study Room.

"The two leaders have clues about the poisonous gas bomb." Long He handed a poster to Li Qingcang, and had long regarded Si Chenshui as a member of FZC in his heart, and directly told the situation, "This is the poster of Jingteng University's school anniversary, which introduced that an archaeology professor was going to give a lecture on ancient nuclear war."

"I went to collect relevant information and found that the professor was an expert in occultism. There was information that he might have obtained tangible evidence to prove the existence of nuclear war."

"His one has anything to do with Xuegu's laboratory?" Si Chenshui and Li Qingcang's moods were both deep.

The task Li Qingcang received was to bring back the data that proved the existence of ancient nuclear war in the laboratory. Moreover, the mines and pistols in the laboratory appeared around Si Chenshui, which was obviously related to the people who had been persecuting her.

Li Qingcang glanced at the golden nanmu ball hanging on Si Chenshui, and he had a doubt in his heart.

If that information is really a clue of ancient nuclear war, Si Chenshui's character will definitely submit it.

Therefore, the information about ancient nuclear war has not been found yet, and their mission has not yet been completed.

"Major Si, this is a good opportunity for you to make up for your merits." Li Qingcang stretched out his hand towards Si Chenshui and pulled up the collar on her left shoulder, "Happy cooperation."

Dare to threaten her? Is he going to report her if he doesn't cooperate?

Si Chenshui smiled, grabbed his hand that was pulling her shoulder, and inserted it into his arms along the force. His weak and boneless hand drilled along his chest and touched it: "The last person who worked with me is dead, the leader should cherish his life."

Li Qingcang's body tensed suddenly, and his hands subconsciously grabbed her waist and tried to stop her, but he pressed her tighter to himself.

Longhe was stunned by the sight.

This is developing too fast, right? Didn’t they just discuss how to get close to that professor?

He didn't see that Si Chenshui followed something out of Li Qingcang's hand, and then kissed Li Qingcang's face.

Li Qingcang's face turned dark, and he pushed her away and turned away.

After walking two steps, he turned back, took out a bill from his pants and slapped it on the rosewood desk. He didn't want to look at Si Chenshui again, and turned his head and left.

This woman is really more excessive than that of the Wrath! Not at all reserved!

Long He followed him in fear, sweating from the ground.

In the past, when their leaders recruited people personally, they often used their aura to shock the other party. This time, the leaders even used tricks to penetrate the enemy's internal forces, and came to the door in person to do housework and laughed at him. As a result...

He silently lit a wax for the old Sanfu Banyan who came up with this bad idea.

"So innocent?" Si Chenshui shrugged at Li Qingcang's back, sat on the wide official hat chair, and turned out a small red book with his palm.

"Li Qingcang, Major General, the head of the Empire FZC." Si Chenshui looked at the officer certificate that came from Li Qingcang, and was a little shocked, "Is this too perfunctory?"

This certificate is obviously different from a normal officer certificate. If you write it, it is equivalent to writing it in vain.

"It's a bit like Zhan Ming." Si Chenshui murmured.

Zhan Ming, but he doesn't even have an officer certificate. They live like the shadow of this world, and no one knows who they are even after they die.

Si Chenshui wiped his face and forced himself to divert his attention. His eyes fell on the red book, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

What department is fzc? Her cousin, the information expert, was not found. There are only three English letters fzc. It is well known that this is a department formed by a group of second-generation princes in the army. They were lucky enough to participate in several major cases. Li Qingcang received several special merits and rose rapidly.

But Si Chenshui had seen them performing missions, so he was definitely not a department with good luck in taking advantage of military merit.

"That's such a big pit, my aunt will jump in if she is broken." Si Chenshui threw the officer's certificate on the table casually. At this time, the study door opened and Sun Meiqing came in with a plate of watermelon.

"I think that young man was good just now." Sun Meiqing put the fruit plate on the table and took a piece to eat it himself. "You might be hung up one day and go to see your grandfather if you haven't been in a relationship. I'm really afraid that he will climb up and scold me."

The watermelon that Si Chenshui just got was broken.

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