Chapter 876: The Story of Ling and Heng (139)
Chapter 876: The Story of Ling and Heng (139)
Translator:Henyee TranslationsEditor:Henyee Translations
From Feng Ling's expression, it was clear that she was completely unaware of what was happening. Fattie also knew that Feng Ling rarely joked around. He directly shifted his gaze back, grinning cheekily as he pressed close to Li Nanheng's side.
"Scram." Li Nanheng furrowed his brows. He shifted his stool to the side in annoyance.
"Boss~" Fattie shameless followed after him. He lowered his voice to say: "If you're really chasing after Feng Ling, us brothers can support you. Even if you're not our Boss, just base on the fact that you brought us so much meat, if you're really interested, we'll definitely help..."
Before he could finish, he was once again kicked aside by Li Nanheng.
Fattie staggered backward into Da Bin, and as he fell into Da Bin's arms, he lifted a finger and spoke with a pinched, nasally voice: "Aiyo, Brother Da Bin~ Your legs are so firm~"
Da Bin's lips twitched harshly: "Scram!"
The tent was instantly filled with cheerful laughter. Fattie rolled away and stood up, making a loud, exaggerated harrumph. As he headed out, he turned his head back once more: "Brother Da Bin~, Quickly come and help me light the charcoal for the barbeque grill. Boss brought so much good charcoal for us. The off-road vehicle is a treasure chest. It has everything we want~."
"Yes, yes, yes, this old man feels that after obtaining this meat, my life has arrived at its peak!"
"It's that easy for your life to arrive at its peak? It seems like all we lack now is a beautiful woman!"
"If there was a beautiful woman here, I wouldn't mind staying in Rogers Pass forever. I'm already in my twenties, yet I've never touched a woman's hand before..."
Fattie and Da Bin shifted the barbeque grill. Everyone gathered around the grill and began setting it up. They placed the charcoal in and set up the equipment so that the smoke would be channeled outside of the tent. They busied themselves happily and handled the grill carefully as though it was a precious gem. Whenever someone was slightly careless with it, the other men would raise their voice: "Be gentler, gentler! Your brothers' happiness for the next few months depends all on this! Don't damage it! If we damage it, Boss definitely won't bring us a second one!"
When speaking, they would intentionally turn back to Li Nanheng to stare at him with sparkling eyes. They all wished Boss Li would say: 'Don't worry, I'll continue bringing more next time.'
Yet, Li Nanheng only spat expressionlessly: "If it's damage, go make your own fire to cook. Even cavemen could come up with something on their own. Will you guys starve the moment you're separated from a stove? My XI Base doesn't need a group of trash like this."
"Yes, yes, yes, Boss is right. Everything Boss says it is right!"
"Boss's words are the imperial edict; we listen to Boss's words. Boss is..."
"Quit flattering him and quickly set up the grill! We're all starving!" Da Bin directly kicked Fattie away to stop him from twisting his body here and there.
Afterward, a group of men rushed to retrieve a big portion of the frozen meat. They cut it into smaller pieces and busied themselves with defrosting the meat and preparing the sauces. By the side, Feng Ling cooperatively helped to boil water and prepare the food.
Li Nanheng watched the little brats who were able to find something to be cheerful about despite the harsh weather; although his expression did not change, his gaze became warmer.
The man sat by the side to watch them work. A moment later, he turned towards Feng Ling, who was adding water into the dry seasoning powders. The young man had taken off his thick winter coat but was still wearing a thin down jacket and pants. Her cheeks were slightly pink as she stood before the barbeque grill.
Li Nanheng did not speak. He picked up his cigarettes and lighter and stood up to leave the tent.
It remained rowdy in the tent for a long time. When the meat was almost cooked, the group of men cheerfully sat together. Aside from lacking some alcohol, everything was unbelievably perfect.
They had come here to provide defense against a possible ambush from the nearby gangs. Thus, even if they could not train every day, they definitely could not touch a single sip of alcohol. Regardless if it was day or night, they had to maintain their consciousness. Otherwise, if there were truly an enemy nearby, it would be too late by the time they responded.
"Eh? Where's Boss?"
"Yeah, where's Boss? Wasn't he still here a moment earlier?"
Everyone turned to the stool Li Nanheng had been using earlier. They had all been busy handling the meant and did not notice when he had left.
Feng Ling handed the prepared seasonings to them and also turned to look at the stool. After staring at it silently for a moment, she picked up her winter coat and left the tent.
Boss's figure was nowhere to be found outside of the tent. In the evening, the wind here was strong and chilly; it was biting cold. She put her hat on properly and zipped her jacket up all the way. After circling the area, she finally found a faint orange spark on the precipice of the snow mountain ahead. Someone was smoking there.
She approached him and glanced at the snow-covered ground behind him. It was snowing right now, and the footsteps he had left behind were mostly covered. It was clear that he had been standing here for quite some time.
"Boss, the meat is almost ready. You drove to Montana; I'm sure you haven't had much to eat either. Come in and eat." Feng Ling stood by the man's side.
Li Nanheng stood amidst the wind and casually pinched out his cigarette. He slowly released a breath. In this environment, it wasn't clear if the white mist escaping his lips was cold air or smoke.
The sea area next to the Montana border could be seen from afar; a layer of ice and glacier covered most of it. From here, it seemed completely endless. Behind them were several tents attached to small lamps. It was their campsite here, and it appeared to be a warm space to return to.
Despite the late evening, with the lamps behind them and the moonlight reflecting off the snow, this place did not appear too dark. The man stood here alone quietly, as though he was alone in the world. His tall and broad-shouldered figure strangely caused one's heart to tremble.
"To think that this place has such a nice winter scenery." The man did not look at her. His gaze remained fixed afar: "It's rare to find an endless view of the glaciers. I originally thought there are only precipices and cliffs here. Now that I look at it now, it isn't that bad. The cliffs aren't that steep."
Hearing his words, Feng Ling could not identify any other meanings. However, she still asked: "And so, Boss, are you disappointed? Originally, you were planning to send me off to an especially difficult place for me to suffer and dampen my drive. Who would have thought you sent me to a pretty good place. From a different perspective, this snow mountain isn't actually that different from a vacation. I even have a few good comrades to accompany me."