The sky was faint, and Ling Hong was already delirious at this time, but he was still holding the red wine glass in his hand.

The face that is usually confident and flamboyant is already flushed, but even so, Ling Hong's wine is still very good, neither vomiting nor babbling, just staring blankly at the wine bottle, holding the wine glass as if he wants to continue drinking.

"How's it going, is it almost?" Yuan Zhou put down the cup and asked.

"Bad, almost nothing. Ling Hong had a big tongue, but he seemed to have noticed it himself, and he was very dissatisfied with what he said, so he shut up and said it again.

"If you drink it any more, the cellar will be really empty. Yuan Zhou gestured to the empty bottle in that place.

"You...... You say the wine cellar is all-you-can-drink. Ling Hong said seriously and persistently.

"Well, it's all-you-can-drink, but it's dawn. "Yuan Zhou Road.

"It's dawn?" Ling Hong looked at the sky that Yuan Zhou was pointing to.

"Also, it's really bright. Ling Hong muttered, then stared at the slowly whitening sky.

At this time, Yuan Zhou leaned forward and took out the cup and wine bottle in Ling Hong's hand, gently placed them on the table, and then said, "Go back and sleep." ”

"yes, sleep, I have to sleep. Ling Hong repeated Yuan Zhou's words, and then stood up with the strength in Yuan Zhou's hand.

Ling Hong felt that he was standing up, but in fact, it was Yuan Zhou who was standing with Ling Hong in his arms.

"Tread, tread, tread. With such irregular steps, Yuan Zhou carried Ling Hong downstairs.

Fortunately, when designing, Yuan Zhou re-repaired the stairs, which are very flat and wide, so you don't have to worry about stepping on the air.

Yes, when he went downstairs, Yuan Zhou immediately sent a text message on his mobile phone.

This text message is naturally a text message sent to Ling Hong's driver, Yuan Zhou doesn't know how to drive and he drinks himself, so Ling Hong who is drunk like this naturally needs the driver to send him back.

Before drinking, Yuan Zhou asked Ling Hong's driver's mobile phone number.

And Ling Hong still abides by the traffic rules very much, thinking that he can't drive after drinking, so he simply gave the driver's number to Yuan Zhou.

Yuan Zhou took advantage of the effort to go downstairs to get wine and told the driver that he might need to be on call at any time, so there was a scene of short-sleeved communication.

Holding Ling Hong, Yuan Zhou walked steadily towards the back door of the tavern, then opened the door with one hand, and led Ling Hong step by step to the intersection of Taoxi Road.

Blown by the cold wind outside the door, Ling Hong seemed to be sober, and muttered in his mouth: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's me who created it." ”

Ling Hong lowered his head and whispered these words over and over again.

And Yuan Zhou's back was straight, and he walked forward with Ling Hong with firm steps, and did not answer Ling Hong's self-talk as if he was questioning.

From a distance, Yuan Zhou held Ling Hong's shoulders, and the two walked along the morning light, while a black Volkswagen car was parked on the street.

There was a middle-aged driver in a suit and tie standing outside the car, and when he saw people coming from afar, he came forward.

"Thank you, Boss Yuan, thank you. The middle-aged driver helped pick up Ling Hong's other side of his body, and couldn't stop thanking him.

"You're welcome, it was drunk from me. "Yuan Zhou Road.

"It's also with you, Boss Yuan, that Old Man Ling can rest assured. The driver said.

"Hmm. Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't say much, and helped Ling Hong into the back seat of the car with the driver.

After the driver carefully stuffed Ling Hong's leg in and closed the door, Yuan Zhou took a step back and said: "He drank a pot of four taels of pi tube wine, a draft beer, five bottles of red wine, drank yogurt in advance, ate some side dishes between drinks, and never vomited from the beginning to the present." ”

"Okay, thank you Boss Yuan, I made a note of it. The driver nodded repeatedly.

"You're welcome, I'll go back. Yuan Zhou shook his head, and then prepared to go back.

"I'll send it to Boss Yuan. "The driver followed the two-step path.

"No, send him back. Yuan Zhou gestured to Ling Hongdao, who had fallen in the back seat of the car.

"Goodbye Boss Yuan. The driver looked at Ling Hong, then at Yuan Zhou, and nodded.

"Well, goodbye. Yuan Zhou nodded and walked towards the back alley of Taoxi Road, during which the driver seemed to faintly hear something, but he didn't hear it clearly.

After seeing Yuan Zhou's figure disappear, the driver checked Ling Hong in the back seat again, and then got into the car.

"I don't know why the little master drinks so much, and the old man doesn't care if he knows it. The driver muttered, then carefully started the car and left.

During this period, the driver tried his best to drive the car very smoothly, so that Ling Hong could not feel a trace of bumps and drove towards the old house.

Yuan Zhou slowly walked back to his shop, and when he passed by the door, he saw the noodle soup guarding the door and coming back: "Noodle soup, you are back." ”

"Wang. The noodle soup called out, as if to say hello, and then obviously bypassed Yuan Zhou and walked towards the rice lying on his stomach at the back door.

“...... Do you dislike the smell of alcohol on me?" Yuan Zhou said speechlessly.

"Wang. The noodle soup screamed twice again, and it sounded like you knew it yourself, so stay away from me.

"My wine doesn't smell all my own, it's someone else's. Yuan Zhou took two steps forward with a bad taste, but he wanted to block the way of the noodle soup.

The noodle soup pounced wittily twice, then slipped away from Yuan Zhou's feet and lay back on the side of his daughter-in-law's rice.

As for the rice, it was stupid to watch these two goods the whole time.

But because of this little incident, Yuan Zhou's depressed mood was slightly better, and he opened the back door and said, "I'm in, and breakfast will be brought out to you later." ”

Yuan Zhou closed the door and went straight to the second floor of the tavern to clean up, after all, he had just sent Ling Hong back, but he didn't clean up.

It was still very fast to clean up, but after ten minutes, Yuan Zhou cleaned up the tavern, went directly back to his room, and then took a bath.

After all, after drinking all night, even the noodle soup dislikes the smell of alcohol on his body, so you can imagine how much alcohol he smells on his body now.

After washing up, Yuan Zhou changed his clothes and felt much better, but after drinking a beer and two glasses of red wine, Yuan Zhou felt that his mind was still a little unconscious.

"Looks like I'm going to have to make my own hangover for breakfast. Yuan Zhou said quickly, and went downstairs and began to set off fireworks.

"Just make a wheat winter porridge, which can not only relieve hangover but also fill the stomach. Yuan Zhou said and began to do it.

Mai Dong has a certain stomach-nourishing effect, and starchy foods can also help relieve hangover, which can be said to be very symptomatic.

After putting his own food into the rice cooker provided by the system, and then filling some rice soup and water for noodle soup and rice as breakfast, Yuan Zhou began to wait for the wheat winter porridge to be ready.

"Luckily, I'm a chef and can do it myself. Yuan Zhou looked at the rice cooker emitting hot steam, smelled the faint fragrance of rice, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"By the way, I can also bring myself a glass of watermelon juice, which is also a hangover. Yuan Zhou said as he got up and took out a watermelon from under the glass platform and began to juice himself.

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