Chapter 366 New Year’s Eve

In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve. Yan A San brought a pair of coffins twisted with white flowers early and headed towards the direction of the capital.

On New Year's Eve in previous years, there were laughter and joy in the military camp. Although they could not drink, the soldiers and generals would always celebrate around the bonfire at night, roasting lamb while wrestling with the soldiers from other camps.

This year is a big difference. After losing, the coach's only son died in the fire. That's fine, but now the coach is sick again. Not to mention fighting back, even the backbone is gone. Therefore, the whole army is in disgrace and everyone is depressed.

Wushu and Zhao Chuanxin and others visited Chu Shanhai in the name of New Year's Eve. They saw Chu Shanhai's face pale and haggard face, as if he was dying patients.

Zhao Chuanxin stepped forward and tucked the quilt for Chu Shanhai, "Chief Coach, are you getting better?"

Chu Shanhai reluctantly smiled, "It's better, I can't stand the headache. Mr. Lu used some pain relief medicine for me. The medicine always makes people want to sleep, so I feel a little tired."

The coach of the past was full of heroism and was in power in the north of Mobei, but the coach of the present suddenly became ten years older and looked like an old man in the evening. Zhao Chuanxin's heart was as sharp as a knife, but he did not dare to stimulate him, so he had to smile at Chu Shanhai.

"Today is New Year's Eve, does the coach want to eat lamb legs?

I will bake it for you to try it in person later!"

When he heard this, Chu Shanhai's face suddenly appeared a little joy, "I'll trouble you, choose a fatter roast lamb leg!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Lu, who was standing beside him, coughed twice and reminded: "Can you still eat roasted lamb legs?

You are a patient now, so you should eat less greasy things and drink more tonics!"

"Today is New Year's Eve!"

Chu Shanhai was slightly dissatisfied, but even if he was angry, he was a little helpless.

"Not even New Year's Eve!"

Dr. Lu still refused to give in.

Yan Xiaoer, who was standing beside him, looked at Zhao Chuanxin and said, "Just bake it, we can share it by ourselves."

Zhao Chuanxin nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, military advisor, I will definitely choose the most beautiful one!"

Wushu only said one polite word from beginning to end, wishing Chu Shanhai a speedy recovery, and did not say a word for the rest of the time, just staring at Chu Shanhai and observing his expression and movements.

After coming out of Chu Shanhai's tent, Wushu became more confident.

Looking at Chu Shanhai's breath-taking appearance, let alone riding a horse and holding a gun, it's hard to get up and drink water. In addition, the morale in the military camp is now low and New Year's Eve is going to be celebrated at night. Today is the most suitable opportunity to start, and the plan can go smoothly!

Everything in the military camp was as old as before. Zhao Chuanxin organized night activities under the order of Chu Shanhai, and was divided into mutton and prepared for bonfire performances. Especially for people like Yan Xiaoer, who loves quietness the most, they volunteered to perform sword dances, which was really rare.

No one in the military camp was not interested in this sword dance performance. Yan Xiaoer's swordsmanship is well-known in the north of Mo. It is said that even Suharcha cannot match, but Yan Xiaoer is extremely low-key and never willing to make a sword easily.

This is the first time Yan Xiaoer has publicly demonstrated his sword skills. He is a man who loves martial arts. Everyone wants to open his eyes. It is precisely because of Yan Xiaoer's proposal that the atmosphere in the military camp suddenly became lively, and it barely felt like the New Year.
Chapter completed!