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As soon as it lowered its body, it flew down from the sky in an instant, and shot straight at the sheep on the ground like an off-line sharp arrow.

The two claws were like hooks to grasp the [-]-[-] catty sheep, and then it took its food and flew high into the sky.

It flew around Han Changsheng three times, honked again, and flew straight to the western sky.

Dili Reba looked at the golden eagle in the distance foolishly, wanting to cry without tears.

She still wants to take a photo with the golden eagle, so it just left, "Master"

"Okay! Don't cry! Maybe you will have a chance to see the golden eagle again in the future."

Han Changsheng pinched Pang Di's aggrieved chubby face, and said a lot of good things but she couldn't see her being happy.

He rolled his eyes and whispered with his ears: "Well, the filming of "The Condor Shooting" in the grassland has been finished, and we will have a big bonfire party tonight.

Don’t you want to eat roasted whole lamb, I’ll let you eat your fill tonight.”

Di Lieba's eyes shined, "Really"

"Of course! I keep my word."

"The hook."

"If you hang yourself for 100 years, you can't change it!"

Han Changsheng and Di Lireba made a naive hook, then turned around and shouted to the herdsmen around him: "Uncle Bart, Uncle Barth, brothers on the prairie, all the scenes in "Shooting the Condor" on the prairie have been completed." All filmed.

We are going to evacuate tomorrow, so I invite everyone to eat the most delicious whole sheep feast in the grassland tonight, I hope everyone will eat meat and drink in big bowls, and we will not return home if we are not drunk!"

"Mr. Han, please don't worry! I will definitely go to the banquet tonight, and I won't return if I don't get drunk!"

"Yes! If you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Balter took the lead in responding, and everyone else followed suit, especially those from the Ying clan who shouted loudest and looked at Han Changsheng most strangely.

This...Mr. Han has even tamed the golden eagle. Now if anyone says that Mr. Han is not the messenger of the gods, they will definitely slap him!... There is no need to mention the bonfire party at night.

Han Changsheng is not short of money, good wine and good meat are naturally enough.

Everyone has been together for more than a month, and there is no sense of distance from each other. Naturally, they are gangsters who eat meat and drink big bowls.

Drink to the fullest, everyone sings and dances, very happy.

Yu Daqian... the vice president of the Beijing Rock Association, after drinking too much, played the broken acoustic guitar and howled, directly bringing the atmosphere to the highest point.

Sitting beside Han Changsheng, Di Lieba swayed from side to side following the cheerful singing of the herdsmen. After taking a sip of the kumiss, she still ate the meat with ease.

Yang Mi glanced at it, and held her forehead speechlessly, "Little Fatty, can you pay attention to your goddess image, is it not good to use chopsticks? You have to... Grab it with your hands!"

Di Lieba held up the mutton chops in her hands, poking her neck proudly, "This is a free prairie, where do you need to pay attention to the image of a goddess! Besides, eating meat without grabbing it with your hands is different from eating out !"

Tong Liya stopped Yang Mi, shook her head and persuaded: "Sister, don't worry about Little Pang Di! She hasn't drunk a drop of alcohol for a month, and now her stomach is full of gluttons.

If you don't let her eat more, what will you do if she gets drunk again? You will take care of her or I will take care of her"

Yang Mi thought about it for the same reason, so she cut off three pieces of lamb chops and put them on Dili Reba's plate, "Then eat more meat and drink less kumiss, otherwise if you get drunk, our whole family will suffer." .”

When Dili Reba heard this, she immediately picked up a glass of kumiss and killed it in one gulp, "I, Princess Huazheng, don't get drunk after a thousand cups, how can a few cups of kumiss make me drunk!"

Han Changsheng squinted, and his tone was flat, "I don't seem to have written the clip of Princess Huazheng drinking. How can you count the amount of alcohol you can drink without getting drunk?"

Dili Reba hesitated, then scratched her head and laughed: "I added a newcomer myself, suppose you said that Princess Huazheng will manage the Yuan Dynasty as Princess Jianguo in the future, so it's normal for me to have a drink Bar"

Han Changsheng knocked Fatty's head angrily and funny, "You girl, you can drink as much as you want, don't make so many excuses! But you can only drink this bag of kumiss, as long as you dare to drink more One cup, watch out for my slap!"

"Hee hee! Master, don't worry, I promise not to drink a drop!"

Di Lieba smiled and kissed Han Changsheng, then turned around and finished another glass of kumiss.

This girl! Han Changsheng wiped off the oil stains on his face helplessly, and then sang the song "Swan Goose" while Yu Daqian and the others booed.

"Swan geese, in the sky, line up in pairs.

The river is long, the autumn grass is yellow, and the melody of the piano on the grassland is sad.

Swan geese, heading south, fly over the reeds.

The sky is vast, where do the geese go, and my heart is my hometown in the north.

Swan goose, return to the north, take my thoughts with you.

The singing is far away, the sound of the piano is trembling, and the spring on the grassland is warm.

Hongyan, to the sky, how far the sky is.

Drink the wine dry and fill it up again, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return it."

The vast and vast singing voice resounded through the sky.

In the red flames, everyone closed their eyes and hummed in unison, and what filled their hearts was the longing for their hometown.

Chapter 736 Half Drunk and Half Awake Fatty

After the bustling, it is always empty, and it is true only when the lead is washed away.

In the middle of the night, the Han family racecourse entered a quiet state from the previous hustle and bustle.

The stars in the night sky are still shining, and the crooked moon is also shining on the quiet prairie below.

Of course, this tranquility refers to the prairie outside.