Tomb Raider: The Adventures of a Dumb Man

Jiang Yibai is nature's porter, and he goes wherever he goes.

All she can do is support her family's choice because it is their choice.

It's their own life and they have the right to decide what to do with it.

No one could stop the tide of the times, and people died in wars in large numbers.

Seeing them still grinning and whispering, Jiang Yibai went from crying in the beginning to becoming numb later until he fulfilled their last wish.

I just cried too much and felt chilly when I was a soldier.

"Oh my god, I want to eat sticky bean buns."

Xiao Wang was just rambling casually. He never thought about coming back alive after going to the battlefield. Isn't this just nonsense?

He was still wondering if this was Wong Tai Sin.

What he did was not like that of a serious god.

Jiang Yibai: . . . .

Why isn't she a real deity? Ghost deities are also deities.

With two thuds, it fell into Xiao Wang's arms.

Xiao Li exclaimed, "It's sticky bean curd and bamboo tube water."

He also wants to make a wish.

It’s just that this god is a bit poor.

"God, I'm different. I want to eat big meat buns."

dong dong.

Xiao Wang might be hallucinating, but Xiao Li couldn't be. Everyone was happy to have a good meal before he died.

"Oh my god, I want to eat beef buns."

dong dong.

"Oh my god, I want to eat sauerkraut dumplings."

dong dong.

"Oh my god, I want to eat wontons."

Dongdong, we don’t have that. I’ll give you some braised pork noodles.

"Oh my god, I want to eat roast chicken."

dong dong.

"Oh my god, I want to eat pig's trotters."

dong dong.

"Oh my god, I want to eat braised pork."

dong dong.

. . . . . . . .

When everyone finished eating, the charge was blown and they never came back.

Later, without them telling him, Jiang Yibai started throwing food at him, and which one he got was random.

After all, she can't cook, so everything is bought in large quantities.

When I saw Zimmer and Xiaoguan, I almost had a heart attack.

Her chubby white nephew has become a down-and-out puppy, covered in dirt.

The little official was still smiling foolishly.

My eldest brother and his wife were collecting intelligence and supplies, and they also had the code name Ghost.

Because the messenger who came and went without a trace was Jiang Yibai.

Time passed quickly, and Jiang Yibai saw off his parents and his brother and sister-in-law.

She discovered one thing, Xiaoguan and Zimmer had both grown old.

fair enough.

However, in that case, she sent them to Motuo, Tibet to see Mother Baima.

Jiang Yibai had communicated with the old lama and asked them to stay for three to five years, and all the supplies were prepared for them.

Old Lama: ……

You make sure you are communicating and not threatening.

The confused Xiaoguan was left looking for his mother, while Qi Mo played the role of accompanying and taking care of his younger brother.

Looking at his silly brother crying his heart out, Qi Mo was still wondering where his aunt would bury them after they died.

After all, my parents, grandparents are all in Mongolia, and it is my aunt’s tomb.

That’s why my aunt put the burial objects out again, otherwise it would have been so shabby to have it all bare.

They have seen it too.

Would Xiaoguan’s mother like to move over and be with them?

This makes it convenient to visit friends without having to fly around.

After all, there is still distance.

After Xiaoguan knew Qi Mo's idea, he thought it was a good idea. He would take his mother away with him when his aunt came back. It was too cold here and his mother would definitely be frozen to death.

They ate, drank, played, and waited, and the fresh air gave their minds, which were full of gunfire, peace of mind.

But what about my aunt?

What is aunt doing?

The two eagles on the snow-capped mountains would bask in the sun every day, listen to the old lama chanting sutras, and think of their aunt.

My aunt must have left them behind to do something big.

Yes, it’s a big deal.

The domestic war is over, but there is still the foreign war. The United States is still bullying its way next door.

Before Katyusha arrived, Jiang Yibai was Katyusha.

Katyusha was still able to move, and no one felt that Jiang Yibai was cold at this time.

Because North Korea is colder.

Jiang Yibai looked at the volunteers marching at night and teleported them directly, so that they could save energy on their journey and not wade through the river, which would freeze them to death.

Volunteer Army: . . . . . .

The gods can even go abroad to fight against them.

They were stunned but then got used to it, eating the big meat buns quickly as if it was New Year's Day. They were much better than the hard potatoes that could kill people.

The main thing is that if you don’t eat it, the big meat bun will become hard enough to be used as a weapon.

Fast food.

In this way, Jiang Yibai teleported and distributed supplies to everyone on the glacier. Those who did not have thick clothes simply stuffed the clothes into their arms.

Anyway, although it is said that one cannot become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, this god at least became a spirit before the founding of the People's Republic of China.

When the headquarters received the news, they all wondered if the people below were dreaming. It was so funny, wasn't it?

But everyone who was sent out said so, and they even came to the glacier in person.

Then they saw the volunteers lined up in a row rushing to the other side, saving them a lot of effort.

The ice was not frozen solid at that time, so one had to take off their pants and then put them back on the other side. The sub-zero temperature was really life-threatening, but Jiang Yibai solved the problem this way.

After everyone had passed, Jiang Yibai was about to leave.

Then I heard the logistics manager burning paper and offering incense in an iron basin he had taken out from somewhere, but the basin was quickly extinguished due to the cold weather.

But she knew the meaning.

The chief steward was impressed by Jiang Yibai's abilities.

They asked the gods if they could help carry their supplies over. They said so, but in fact, there was a truckload of supplies behind them.

They were going to take it there anyway, so it would be even better if they could get a ride.

Jiang Yibai: . . . .

You are so smart.

With a wave of his hand, all the supplies disappeared.

The logistics manager knew that the immortal had agreed, and immediately ordered people to continue.

Several bosses were speechless. You really dare to do this.

Courageous enough.

Logistics Lao Wang: . . . . .

If you don't have the guts, why start a revolution? Besides, what do the gods want from us? Our potatoes or our clothes.

Boss: ……

you're right.

When the news reached the leader, he burst into laughter.

“This is good news. The process is not important, as long as the result is good.

Our situation.

Later generations thought we were joking.

Who can experience it if they are not in the tide of the times? "

"We must fight this battle well and crush the arrogance of the American empire. So what if there are more than a dozen coalition forces? We have never been afraid of them."

"Fight hard and do it with all your might"

Especially when they knew that the gods had given the artillery battalion a large number of artillery shells, they were very happy, as this would reduce the casualties of the troops.

Even the volunteer army replaced their shotguns with artillery shells, but there were many types of guns and ammunition, and they needed to be distributed.

In general, there are enough shells and bullets.

If that doesn't work, Jiang Yibai can still take the opponent's supplies.

Whatever is yours or mine, it all belongs to Jiang Yibai.

By the time the aunt remembered her two nephews, the war was over and Heixiazi inherited the position of Deren Lama. It was simple, with 30,000 yuan a month, a house, people to support him, and supplies. It was so great.

Although he is rich, he is stingy.

Xiaoguan also became a lama in Motuo, and the two of them were quite happy.

Jiang Yibai held his forehead and said, forget it, a 50-year-old nephew is still a nephew, as long as the two children are happy.

Being able to grow old naturally is also a kind of happiness, at least there is no mess.

I have experienced everything in the first half of my life, but in the second half of my life, I was moved by the steamed chicken in Medog.

He is wherever Zimmer is.

They were very happy to have their aunt to take care of them in their old age.

Anyway, the chickens in Medog have not had a good life since the two lamas came.

The young lama looked at the chaotic lama temple and continued to chant. He was the only one among the three lamas who really chanted.