That night, Brother Cunning's house slaughtered an old hen and left Wang Shiyi to eat.

"Come on, it's cold, drink this glass of wine and warm up. The cunning brother raised his glass and said to Wang Shiyi.

"Drink up!" Wang Shiyi also shone his wine glass at the cunning brother.

So they drank to each other, and during the New Year's Eve in Chungcheng, it was popular to draw boxing, and both of them crossed Erlang's legs and sat on the stool to draw fists.

"Hello brothers!"

"Eight horses!"

……

I don't know how long it took to make a fist, the throats of the two of them had begun to be hoarse after shouting loudly, and later, it was already a little difficult for the words to come out of their throats, and when they spoke, they obviously saw that their necks were bulging very thick, and they were red.

There were empty wine glasses on the table.

"You're losing again!" The cunning brother guessed that there was a set of boxing, and Wang Shiyi often ate his set.

"Drink...... I can't drink it anymore. Wang Shiyi stammered a little when he spoke, and he had already drunk eighty percent.

"One last cup!" "Brother Cunning is still on the rise.

Wang Shiyi did not refuse, so he lifted the cup, and after clinking glasses, he poured a glass of wine straight into his pocket, and said, "Brother, I ...... I take your love, this glass of wine...... I'll take it home and drink it slowly!"

"The clothes are all wet, take them off and change them, it's snowing, so as not to catch a cold!" The cunning brother saw Wang Shiyi pour a glass of wine into his pocket, knowing that the wine would definitely be wrapped in cold and seep into people's muscles and bones.

"Fire ...... Fire, just bake a fire, old classmate, you ...... You bring the paper, and I'll write you a ...... The word "service" is capitalized. Wang Shiyi stammered, he looked really drunk, after speaking, Wang Shiyi lay on the table, "wow", vomited out some wine and food, of course, there will be fish, pork, and chicken, and these foods, have been ground by his teeth, some of them have been digested by his stomach and intestines, and they have all vomited to the ground.

The cunning brother moved the fire pit to him, and used the heat radiated from the charcoal to dry Wang Shiyi's wine-soaked bag.

After vomiting, Wang Shiyi felt much clearer, his chest was no longer suffocated, and he said, "Thank you, brother, for the good wine and good food!"

When Wang Shiyi climbed over a low hill and swayed slightly back home, his father Wang Maoyong and mother Wang Xiuhe were chasing a TV series about the Red Army's Long March in the hall.

Wang Maoyong held a dry cigarette in his hand, and smoke was swirling on his head.

"Son, are you drunk and drunk?" When Wang Shiyi pushed the door in, it quickly attracted Wang Xiuhe's attention, she stood up, walked over, and asked with concern.

"Mom, I'm not drunk. Wang Shiyi steadied his reluctant body with difficulty, and replied softly.

"Eleven, look at you, you can't walk steadily, you look crooked, and you say that you are not drunk, it's the New Year, happy, it's okay to drink some wine, but you have to pay attention, don't be greedy for a cup when drinking, let alone get drunk. When Wang Xiuhe sees his son, he always likes to preach and chatter.

"Mom, don't talk about it, I know, I won't get drunk, today I went to my classmate Jiang Hua's house, he just came back from Shenzhen, he hasn't seen him for a year, so he drank a little more. Wang Shiyi argued in a low voice.

"Jiang Hua, he's back?" Wang Xiuhe looked a little surprised.

"Yes, he is now like the people in the city, where is it like us, staying in the countryside, the soil is scum!" Wang Shiyi shook his head and sighed.

"The young people in Chungcheng, who were not admitted to the school, have all gone to Shenzhen to work, and it is better to break through outside than to guard a few acres of fields in the house, and the outside is called 'living road'. Although Wang Xiuhe has never worked outside, she has heard from others that part-time work is also a broad road.

"Mom, if it's not over the New Year, I'll go out with Jiang Hua to break through. Seeing his mother say this, Wang Shiyi followed her words and whispered.

"What? Do you want to go to the Shenzhen Market?" Wang Xiuhe was obviously not mentally prepared, her voice was half a degree higher, thinking that her only son was going outside to face the wind and rain alone, she refused from the bottom of her heart.

"Mom, I'm still young, staying in this poor ravine, it's really useless, the world is so big, I want to go out for a walk, I just want to follow Jiang Hua to Shenzhen to have a look. Wang Shiyi said in a pleading voice.

"Xiuhe, you just let him go out to work, you can't let him be like us, farming in this ravine for the rest of his life, and there is no interest!" Wang Maoyong threw the cigarette butt in his hand and said.

When the child grows up, he can't keep it all the time.

"It's okay, son, if you think about it, your mother won't stop you, besides, if you go with Jiang Hua, your mother can rest assured, he has been working there for three years, and he sends seven or eight thousand yuan home every year. Wang Xiuhe can't resist her son in the end, only compromise, when she thinks that Jiang Hua earns a lot of money in Shenzhen a year, she has a smile on her face, and thinks in her heart that her son will not earn less than Jiang Hua's junior high school student after graduating from high school.

When Wang Shiyi saw that his mother agreed, he said, "Mom, when I go out to work and make a lot of money outside, I will definitely come back and honor you well!"

"Xiuhe, your son is full of alcohol, you go and pour a basin of water and let him wash his face. The TV series had just finished broadcasting at this time, and it began to enter the advertising time, and Wang Maoyong also stood up and said.

"After you wash your face, go back and have a good rest, on the first day of the first lunar month, we will go to the mountain to burn incense, please God, bless you with peace outside!" Wang Xiuhe said, lifting the kettle from the fire pit and walking towards the stove house.

In a few moments, she came with a steaming basin and put her clean handkerchief in hot water.

Wang Shiyi took the basin, wiped it on his face indiscriminately, and put the handkerchief in the basin.

"You see, you see, my face smells of alcohol, and after washing my face, the smell of alcohol is much less. Wang Xiuhe said as she picked up the basin of washing water and walked towards the stove house.

Tears flowed from her back as she turned her back. When she thought that her child would soon travel far away, and it would be difficult to see each other from beginning to end of the year, her heart was uncomfortable, her son was the meat of her mother's heart, and she was really reluctant.

Sleeping in bed at night, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

Wang Maoyong leaned on the head of the bed, constantly smoking homemade dry smoke.

"Xiuhe, my son went out after the New Year, and on the first day of the Lunar New Year, we went to the mountain to worship the Buddha. Wang Maoyong said in a wisp of green smoke.

"Just such a cub, are you willing to do it?" Wang Xiuhe's voice trembled a little.

"Such a big person, he has his own ideas, and we can't keep them. Wang Maoyong said with a sigh.

"At the beginning of the first month, we leave early, and it takes an hour or two to get to the mountain. When Wang Xiuhe heard the worship of the Buddha, she seemed to have found sustenance, and her heart was much calmer.

Wang Xiuhe's mouth mentioned the mountain of worshiping the Buddha, is the Chung Mountain behind the city, in a radius of 100 miles, it is the famous incense and worship the Buddha of the Lingshan blessed land, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, there are people on the mountain to cultivate the Tao into immortals, in the Ming Dynasty, there are more monks on the top of the mountain to concentrate on meditation, and finally the merit is completed to sit and become a Buddha, after the death of its body is not bad, the body is like King Kong.

Every year on the first day of the first lunar month, there is an endless stream of people who go to the temple on the top of Chung Shan Mountain to pray for blessings.

Thinking that his son was going to go to Shenzhen to work, the old couple discussed the matter of going up to the mountain to worship the Buddha on the first day of the Lunar New Year without saying a word in bed, and they couldn't sleep all night.

The only child is safe and sound outside, and for them, this is definitely a big deal.