Given A Second Chance: Time for Revenge!: Chapter 670 It turned out that the collapse was only a momentary thing

They agreed that during the New Year's Eve dinner, they would gather around the fire and eat roasted sweet potatoes.

Pei Yi, Aochen Forsythia, Xinxin Yanzhi, Li Han, Yi'an, Shen Xi... Everyone, not one of them is allowed.

At that time, the lively scene still seemed to be in front of her eyes, but now, she could no longer fulfill this agreement, and would no longer be able to have a New Year's Eve dinner with them.

The promise that no one can be absent now makes people feel particularly uncomfortable.

I have always been strong and not very sad, except for Su Zibao, who was a little emotional when he told Ye Hanjun that he would not return to the imperial capital that day, and Su Zibao, who had been tensing up and suppressing the pain in his heart, at this moment, looking at this string of roasts. Yu, remembering the agreement they had made together, in an instant, his emotions collapsed.

Such a strong person, but it turns out that sometimes it is really easy to collapse.

Just think of a sentence, just think of his face, just think of those who thought he had a lot in the future.

"Abao, what's the matter with you? You don't like grilled fish?" Ye Hanjun looked at Su Zibao, the tears in her eyes were distressing.

Su Zibao picked up the liquor next to him and took a big gulp, his face flushed with choking, Ye Hanjun quickly grabbed it from her hand and said, "This burning knife is a strong liquor, usually only take a small sip to keep warm. Now you take a big gulp, God, Bao, have you ever drunk baijiu, just drink it like this. Your stomach will be uncomfortable."

"It's not uncomfortable." Su Zibao grabbed the jug from his heart again and poured it into it. She felt uncomfortable in her heart, but drinking this made her feel less uncomfortable.

Alcohol can numb people's pain, and it's true.

Seeing that Su Zibao was so forthright, Ye Hanjun was stunned. I've never seen her drink liquor, is she still a man who doesn't get drunk after a thousand cups?

"Hey hey hey, you drink so much, are you really okay? Abao, calm down!" Ye Hanjun didn't know that Su Zibao had never drank white wine at all, so he could only be dumbfounded.

Su Zibao's face flushed red, but tears couldn't help falling from his eyes.

"So cool!"

Ye Hanjun secretly sighed, now at the low point of Su Zibao's life, he understands that he can only watch her, take care of her more, and hope to accompany her out of this darkness.

"Come on, take a bite of fish. You're in a hurry to drink, eat some fish... oh no, let's eat meat, you've already been drinking and the fish has spines and it's not safe. Come, eat beef, the beef is roasted."

Su Zibao pushed away the barbecued meat he handed over. After two mouthfuls of white wine, he was already in a dizzy state. He looked at Ye Hanyun with tears in his eyes, "I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!"

"Roasted sweet potatoes?" Ye Hanjun glanced sadly at the dishes next to him. There were grilled fish, grilled meat and roasted cabbage, but there was no sweet potato.

Su Zibao's watery eyes were full of tears, and he just looked at him, "I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!"

"A Bao, there are no sweet potatoes here, can we eat something else?" Ye Hanyun didn't notice that he was reasoning with a drunk man, picked up a bunch of roasted fragrant beef, put it in Su Zibao's palm, and said, "Come on, eat this first."

But will drunk people reason with you?

Su Zibao glanced at the beef and threw it directly into the fire. After tossing and turning, there was only one sentence, "I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!"

That day, she talked about roasting sweet potatoes while she was on fire.

Shen Xi asked in surprise, Bao likes to eat roasted sweet potatoes? She smiled shyly, and Pei Yi next to her looked at her with doting and affectionate eyes, and he said, um, she likes to eat.

Roasted sweet potatoes are delicious.

But now, it is no longer possible. She would never be able to eat roasted sweet potatoes with Pei Yi again, and there was no more Pei Yi who looked at her and smiled fondly.

So sad, really sad. Her heart ached, she couldn't breathe. I thought that I had made a choice, I paid the price, and everything could pass. But now, Su Zibao knew so clearly that there was no past. She hurts, really hurts, really hurts.

She wants to eat roasted sweet potatoes with Pei Yi, celebrate New Year's Eve together, and celebrate the New Year together. Everyone, together.

Ye Hanjun looked at the beef jerky that she had worked so hard to roast just now, but she threw it into the fire at will, and said nothing, just got up to look for the little lama.

"Please sit with her for a while, I'll come right away." Ye Hanjun pointed to Su Zibao who was sitting by the fire.

The little lama said, "Where are you going?"

"Do you have sweet potatoes here?" Ye Hanjun asked.

The little Lama looked at him with a crazy look on his face, and said, "Sweet potatoes are too easy to rot and can't be stored for a long time, so when we go down the mountain to buy supplies, we won't buy sweet potatoes."

"I knew, hey, the conditions are so poor, it seems that I have to go down the mountain." Ye Hanjun said.

The little lama said, "When you come back down the mountain, it will be the next day. Then you might as well go down the mountain to buy tomorrow, what's more, the materials in Medog Town are also imported from outside, and it is unlikely that there will be sweet potatoes. You can’t buy it even if you go down the mountain. If you want to buy sweet potatoes, it seems that you can only go to Lhasa.”

"I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes!" Su Zibao, who was drunk, was still muttering to himself.

Ye Hanjun frowned, "Are you planting sweet potatoes on the mountain? I'll dig it!"

"Sweet potatoes are grown on the snow-capped mountains..." The little Lama said this, then paused and said, "Really. I remembered that in the hinterland on the back of the mountain is our vegetable field. The masters said that sweet potatoes are very important crops. It is resistant to live, not as finely planted as rice, and it is resistant to cold and cold. But we have already collected it once, and if we go to dig it now, it is estimated that we will not be able to dig it.”

Ye Hanjun's eyes lit up, "Where?"

"Behind the temple, you have to go around and walk around, do you want me to show you the way? That piece happens to be carrying the wind and snow, so it is easy to identify." The little lama said.

Ye Hanjun said, "Thank you, just give me a shovel. Please watch my friend here, I'll just go by myself."

"Okay, then please be careful, it's snowing hard outside." The little lama looked at Su Zibao and hesitated, "Actually, I think she's just drunk, you don't need to dig sweet potatoes."

Ye Hanjun looked at Su Zibao, her lips raised slightly, said everything, and went to get the shovel.

No way, what she wanted, how could he not go through fire and water for her.

So, the second young master of the dignified Ye family dug up sweet potatoes in the vegetable field behind the Lama Temple deep in the snow-capped mountains. This piece of sweet potato has been dug once and basically cleaned up.

But there's also one or two leftovers that slip through the net.

Ye Hanjun, who had never been in the fields, became a farmer for the first time. At first, his movements were unfamiliar, but gradually he increased his speed and dug all the way.

After digging the whole piece of sweet potato upside down, I found the poor three sweet potatoes.

"I didn't expect these monks to be so careful when digging sweet potatoes. After all the land was dug up, only three were found. However, that's enough." Ye Hanjun picked up the three dirty sweet potatoes and returned to the yard like a treasure. .