Chapter Eighty-Eight: Harboring a Ghost in My Heart
"What's going on?"
"Do you want to fight?"
The people at the table next to him were secretly talking.
"It's okay, leave them alone, let's get on with the drink. ”
"It's okay, leave them alone, let's move on. The people at the side table stood up and wanted to watch the excitement sit down again and continue to drink.
At this time, Xiao Zhong was full of anger and wanted to make trouble, but when he saw that there were so many people staring at him around, he was still worried about other people's jokes, so he hurriedly smiled at others, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, everyone continue, everyone continue!" So, he forcibly held back a little dissatisfaction in his heart and sat down steadily.
In fact, to be honest, Xiaozhong is a good person, wine is not a thing, so difficult to control the occasion, maybe it is all supported by this "wine master". It seems that some words are held in his stomach, and he seems to be unhappy. Especially when he watched Fan Er drink straight down his chest, he didn't know whether it was wine or snot, but he still touched the wine glass in turns, but he was reluctant to put it down, and it seemed that he was closer to the wine than his father.
And Qian Liuzi and Zhang Wuzi were frightened, "Third brother, third brother, it's okay, what's wrong with you, why are you still smashing the table?"
"It's okay, it's okay, grandma's, this wine is too strong, it's really not a thing!" Xiao Zhong deliberately pointed at the chicken and scolded the dog. At this moment, Qian Liuzi and Zhang Wuzi, who are both in their thirties, seem to have drunk eight or nine, but they understand each other very well in their hearts: "This third child of the Lu family is pointing at Sang and scolding Huai!" But the two of them are very smart now, and they do not show the slightest hostility, although there is hatred in their hearts. However, they all have their own ghosts, and they also coincide. You see, the two of them suddenly exchanged heads and gestured with each other, and at the same time, they both leaned towards Fan Er's side. But if you are a normal person, looking at the actions of these two people, it feels like it is definitely not a good thing to discuss.
At this time, Xiaozhong, who was drunk with a big eye and a small eye, stood up with a wine glass and was stunned, "Come on, come on, drink and drink, whoever doesn't drink is a bad seed!" Especially Xiaozhong felt that no one was talking to him in a daze, so he raised his cup and did another one "crunchy". Then, Xiaozhong muttered to himself: "Cut, it's really strange, why are these bastards so useless, weren't they all quite able to drink in the past, why are they wilting today?"
"Come, come, drink! ”
Xiao Zhong shouted like this for a long time, but no one paid attention to him. In fact, he himself is already too drunk, and the others are really fine. It's as if he's just confused at this table. Yes, Xiaozhong drank a little too much. But those guys are very smart, no matter how Xiao Zhong shakes the cup in his hand, he will not give Xiao Zhong a trick. If you don't drink it, you just don't drink it.
In this way, in fact, they are worried that Xiaozhong will not really drink too much, and when the time comes, they will no longer have the ability to do anything else. If that's the case, then, this excitement is really in vain, what's the point of daring to come here?
Seeing that no one answered, Xiaozhong was confused until the end, then put down the wine cup in his hand, broke a chicken leg on the plate on the table, took a big bite and sat down, but he filled himself with another glass, and scolded: "Grandma, these grandsons, are they really fucking boring?" Then he squinted at the three bastards who didn't drink but were still muttering, and his temperament was a little impatient, so he got up and found a place where he felt quiet.
Seriously, at this time, Qian Liuzi and Zhang Wuzi really didn't dare to have direct intimate contact with Xiaozhong, because they all knew that they and Xiaozhong were not all the way at all, so they had to use that stupid hat Fan Er as a gunman at the moment.
Look, at this moment, Qian Liuzi and the others are holding their heads and thinking about bad ideas. However, Xiaozhong was miserable, and before he could lift his pants, he was crying in the shadows under the tree. Seeing that they were choking with tears in their eyes, the uncomfortable feeling was not to mention.
And suddenly, for some reason, he began to cry. Outsiders speculate that maybe the wine is too strong, the heartburn is overflowing, or is it for some other factor? I don't understand, no one can understand? After tossing and turning for most of the night, Xiaozhong finally returned to the table by himself, and reluctantly drank a few sips of tea that had been drying for a long time and rinsed his mouth, but the tears in the corners of his eyes were still shining in the shadows of the lamp.
It's not early, the two mayors, the old secretary, Secretary Zhang, as well as the director of the glasses village and a few villagers who accompany them, seem to be almost drunk, and they don't drum, it seems that the only one of them who hasn't drunk the drink must be the little fat man, Mayor Hao's personal driver. He looked at everyone's disadvantage and wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare, so he could only steal the fun.
Obviously, these people who sat down to drink did not pay much attention to the wonderful performances in the troupe. However, some foreign tourists are happy. It was so late, and many people refused to leave.
"Don't drink it, go home!" the female mayor cared about Mayor Hao.
Mayor Hao glanced at the beautiful female mayor, and his heart was full of warmth, "Well, thank you for your concern! "Maybe Hongyan is not guilty, just because she is too beautiful. This new female mayor made Mayor Hao have a good impression of her during this time.
But the mayor understands very well that this kind of favor can only be kept in his heart, and cannot cross the moral bottom line.
At this moment, the wine field is coming, and a few of them shake hands with each other and disperse, no longer polite. It seems that even the women and children on the side have long since disappeared. It seems that they all went to the theater to concentrate on watching the show. Besides, the villa isn't sleepless tonight, and it's really a little more lively than the New Year.
At this time, the village chief of glasses also got up, stretched out his arms and stretched his waist, as if he wanted to relieve his hands, but he was not in a hurry, he stood on a boundary not far from Qian Liuzi and them, looked around for a few seconds, took off his glasses, and rubbed his two eyelids with his two index fingers;
Obviously, he knew in his heart that he was trying to find the woman he liked, but Mo Xiaohan didn't come to the table. At this moment, Mo Xiaohan is watching the show with Niu Tian and Moxi in the theater troupe. So, in an instant, the world of the village chief of the glasses seemed to suddenly lose power, and it was really gray for a while.
He felt so lonely.
Looking back, the reason why he was so lost was because he had accosted Mo Xiaohan in the past, and Mo Xiaohan had never dealt with him directly, let alone Mo Xiaohan's crooked eyes. But he shaved his head and picked his hair hot, thinking about it, and he was very hot.
Like to like, crush to crush. The village chief of the glasses didn't know that Mo Xiaohan was a very chaste woman. I heard that Mo Xiaohan once swore to her girlfriends when she was in middle school: In this life, her body can only be enjoyed by one man, and she will never be possessed by a second man.
In this way, nowadays, a woman who thinks about others like Glasses is obvious, her head must have been squeezed by the door or entered the water.
(The second half of the plot, the excitement continues!)