As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun shone obliquely on Uncle Qi's thin and bony cheeks, and his whole person seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, and the eyes of those who watched were hot and their pupils were wet.

I stared at him quietly, and in my mind I had a movie showing all the images we had ever seen.

When we first met, he leaned on Lao Wen's "Magotan car" and smiled at me and said, "Little guy, it's hard to get in the car and get out again."

Every time he was in trouble, he stood firmly behind me and shouted, "Uncle is here!"

Chongshi folded, he sold all his properties, put his arms around my shoulders and whispered: "Calm down."

Just because of the original vow of "keep you for three years", he did his best to suffer with us.

I bit my lip, tears falling off like beads with broken threads: "Uncle.."

"Retreat!" Uncle Qi shouted at the hundreds of young people.

Zhang Shuai and Daping, who were standing in front of the nightclub, hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up Chu Xiong, who had completely fainted, and walked away towards the street, and then the ponies who gathered around also retreated.

It wasn't until the front of the nightclub was completely vacated that Uncle Qi sat on the steps as if he was being pumped with all his strength, clutching his chest and coughing violently.

"Uncle!" I immediately greeted him.

Uncle Qi wiped the corners of his mouth, looked back at Lu Pobo and said, "Bobo, go and take out the half bottle of unfinished wine and peanuts in my room, there is still a little time, I want to have a good chat with my eldest nephew." ”

"Good!" Lupopo pulled his leg and ran towards the nightclub.

I stared at Uncle Qi in a daze and asked, "During this time, you.. You've been in a nightclub all the time?"

"Yes, I want to keep this inheritance for you. Uncle Qi coughed twice, stretched out his dry hand to grasp the back of my hand, and explained with a smile: "Lang Lang, in fact, Uncle has always had a guilt for you in his heart, if I hadn't dragged you onto this boat, you might not have lived such a rough life." ”

I shook my head vigorously and replied, "No, uncle, it's my chest that can't control my ambitions." ”

"Before the age of thirty, Uncle only lives for profit, as long as it is profitable, Uncle can sell his best friend. Uncle Qi stretched out his hand and pulled his yellow and scarce head twice, and as his hand moved, a lot of hair fell out, but he sighed as if he was accustomed to it: "Forty-two years old, God let me meet you, you little rabbit cub has a sweeter mouth than honey, always poking words into my heart, shouting one by one, uncle wants to do something for you, wants to help you lay down a piece of the country." ”

"Uncle, don't say that." The corners of my eyes were sour, tears were rolling in my eyes, and I tried not to let myself cry.

"Child, this road must be extremely difficult, and you will face more joys and sorrows in the future, come, wipe away your tears. Uncle Qi hugged my head, wiped away my tears with the back of his rough hand, and murmured in a hoarse voice: "My biggest regret is that you, who are struggling, can't meet me who is in good health." ”

At this time, Lupopo trotted with half a bottle of soju and a plate of peanuts in front of us.

Uncle Qi picked up the wine bottle, poured me half a glass, and said with a smile: "Eldest nephew, let's go one, this cup respects fate, and it is worthy of God to give you this not long but deep friendship." ”

"Okay!" I toasted to him.

Uncle Qi refilled half a glass of wine again, picked up the wine glass and smiled: "The second cup, pay tribute to the years, swear that the sky is cold, and the pen and knife will be compensated with blood in the spring and autumn." ”