Chapter 1336 (1/2)

In the cold wind on the mountain at night, even if the doors and windows are closed, it is still very cold. I lit firewood, sealed it and baked it. At the same time, I picked up the phone:

”I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is on the line, please dial later, sorry --”

button up the machine, and I can't help frowning: strange, how can I say so long?

The campfire ran slowly, and the barbecue on one side made a Zizi sound. The wind howled faintly outside the window. The two sounds collided, like beautiful music. Looking at the fire, they were even warmer:

”the feeling of home, language, is just like you!”

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up suddenly. Suddenly, when he was back to himself, he saw that the meat kebab on one side was burnt black, and the air was filled with the paste smell of meat fragrance. He quickly turned it over, hung up the black paste on the skin, scattered some spices, spread a layer of oil and sauce on it, looked at the mobile phone, sealed it and rolled it up first:

the taste is good!

For fear of baking the sweet potato for her, he kept one big, two small and two sweet potatoes, and he also turned it over: ”is the roasted sweet potato using oil?”

Don't bake for a long time, it will be pasted in the end!

Suddenly confused, he went to Baidu very seriously.

After eating some kebabs and vegetables, I watched the faint fire and waited. After a day of tiredness, Feng Yiting began to doze off.

Time passed by, and when he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by a burning smell: ”paste, paste, my sweet potato!”

The hand anxiously touched and was scalded. Then he put on his gloves and picked up the clip: already soft? Fortunately, the paste is not very good!

Think of what place, Feng Yizheng hurriedly went to look at the next mobile phone: more than 10 o'clock? How come there's not a phone call or a message? It's not his phone. What's wrong?

Pressing the thousand language number, the phone still couldn't get through, and seal jumped up suddenly:

”what's the matter?”

This time hasn't come. What's going on?

Later, he called Wang Yu, the assistant of Qianyu studio and his family: ”have you left? When did she leave? How long have you been gone? ”

As soon as he asked, he gave back the assistant on the opposite side and asked: ”didn't sister Ji ask you about it? Should have left long ago? Is she not with you? ”

”Ah, I think of one thing. When we got off work, it seemed that Ji Jie's car was still parked at the door and we were puzzled. But it was over nine o'clock at that time. We thought she left in another car -” br >

a murmur. Feng Yizheng was also in a hurry: ”is that going or not? Are you not sure? ”

The phone is on all the time. The car is on. Where are the people? Can it disappear from the sky? There won't be another accident! No, it won't be. If someone kidnapped or robbed him or anything, he made so many phone calls, no matter for temporary peace of mind or for money, it's impossible that he didn't reply or extort information!

”We were a little busy in the evening, so I didn't pay attention! Jijie also received a big customer, but the customer left early, I saw her leave, because she was on the phone, we didn't say hello to her, then we didn't see Jijie! Won't you lock her up in the shop? ”

”Miss Wang, do you have a key? Would you mind running again? I'll be right there! ” Cell phone has been talking, which is obviously abnormal!