A Stormy Day [8] (8)

While they were making a fuss, Zhu'er ran in panting, just in time to catch a few cubs in the house who were looking for a new target. Several people couldn't help but say that under the excuse that he was late, he was poured into half a glass of wine. Zhu'er's face was as red as red silk. He staggered and said, Let's just patronize and drink, and we have delayed the winter solstice business. There were a lot of people waiting outside the door to watch the video.

As he spoke, the door of the house was pushed open, and two heads stuck in, men working in the stone factory. When they saw the apricot boy sitting on the main seat in the house, their faces changed greatly, and they didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they turned their heads and shrank back in a panic. There was a jumble of footsteps outside the house, and there was no movement for a moment.

The people looked at these sneaky people and asked strangely, what kind of video is it? Why don't these people even know a little politeness? Didn't you see their boss sitting at the table, and he didn't even say hello.

Xia Zhi hurriedly took over the conversation and said, it's nothing, it's okay, they want to come to see the color TV. Let's ignore them, drink our wine, and tell them to endure the night.

Jing'er, the people, and the official seal raised their wine glasses suspiciously, still puzzled what Zhu'er and Xia Zhi meant. The foreign bank just laughed vigorously, and didn't say anything, so he asked the servants to guess blindly with the gourd.

Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Xia Solstice secretly poured cold boiled water into his cup, which just made Xingzi see it again. Xingzi slapped the table and said sharply, Brother Xia Zhi, do you look down on me. It's because the wine is not good, or because I'm afraid I won't be able to pay for it.

A few cubs were taken by surprise. They looked at Apricot and didn't understand how Apricot could make a big fuss and start a nameless fire. Judging from his eyes and excessive movements, it didn't look like he was joking, but he was really moving.

Xia Solstice was frightened. He hurriedly explained, no, no. That's how much I drink. If you drink it any more, you'll have to vomit.

Xingzi stared at the red eyes and said, even if he vomited, he was drunk, and he had to drink, not a drop was missing. It's rare that you can still think of me tonight, and ask me to come and drink with you, I'm happy. Whoever doesn't get drunk looks down on me and doesn't treat me as his own family. After saying that, he shouted for Dong Zhi to bring out two bottles of wine, and stood up leisurely, pouring wine one by one for several people present.

Zhu'er said, Xingzai, let's do it with me.

Xingzi stiffly blocked Zhu'er aside, and said while pouring wine, Brother Zhu'er, you are not allowed to move. I had pity on you and pity you. Now, it's the other way around. I envy you, I'm so hungry. But you don't sympathize with me, don't pity me, and still steal the scene with me. Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me and embarrass me?

Zhu'er was so frightened that he didn't know what to say. He spread his hands and watched aggrieved and suspicious as Apricot Boy poured his cup to the brim. Others spilled out of the rim and accumulated on the table.

Yang Xing and Jing'er seem to understand the deep meaning behind Xingzai's unexpected move. They didn't say anything, let Apricot fill his cup and listen to him.

After filling the table full of wine glasses, Apricot didn't sit down, just staggered and staggered. He said, "Tonight, I'm happy to have my uncle and buddies drinking with me." When did we drink together, no, never. Originally, I was too young to follow you, so that's it. Now, I'm older, I can drink and smoke, but I still can't follow your guys. It's not that I don't want to go with me, it's that you can't see me, and you don't allow me to follow me. I've done something wrong and I want to change it. But any of you have given me the slightest chance to change it. I know you look down on me. It's not your fault. Sometimes, I look down on myself. What else do I have but money? Nothing. My home is gone, and my brothers don't recognize me. Even my mother, who has taken care of me since I was a child, doesn't recognize me. I'm just a pigeon dog with no home. Thinking about home all day long, I just can't step into the threshold of my own house half a step.

As she spoke, Apricot had already burst into tears again.

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