Although I have heard the fourth master tell this story more than once, my uncle still secretly wiped his tears.

Although Mao's father has not experienced it and has not been exposed to this story since childhood, he can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Let's talk about it, the fourth master said a lot, and Mao Yi remembered a lot.

At the end of the drink, the two almost bowed.

cough, the main reason is that the face of my uncle is as black as the bottom of the pot.

When the fourth master fell asleep because he was drunk and was helped by his uncle to rest, Mao's father pulled Mao Yi and asked with a strange face, "When will you learn to drink?"

That's rice wine!

No matter how low the degree is, it is still liquor!

Mao Yi poured a bottle of beer, why was he fine after drinking liquor for so long?

Mao Yi dropped a sentence, maybe it was talent, and went back to the room.

It is the guest room of the fourth grandfather's house.

Well, Mao Yi and Mao Dad are two rooms.

The reason is that Mao's father likes to smoke, especially when he can't sleep at night, although he has recently been forced to reduce the number of smoking, but this habit cannot be changed.

Mao Yi got a room of his own on the grounds that he had to sort out the draft at night.

Of course, this is actually the house of my uncle's son, who is one year older than Mao Yi and is already a year older this year.

So I'm not at home now.

Just vacate the room for Mao Yi to live.

Mao Yi went back to the house, washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Actually, he really wasn't lying.

There are only two things that can affect the amount of alcohol.

One is talent, the other is numbness.

What is practiced out......

That's all.

It's just that your body doesn't react to alcohol anymore.

Lao Mao's family seems to be talented in terms of alcohol consumption.

Of course, this refers to liquor.

Beer Mao Yi is indeed a bottle poured.

But liquor ......

Anyway, in his previous life, when Mao Yi was nearly forty years old and first came into contact with liquor, he had been drinking a bottle of fifty degrees of small roast packed in one catty, and his face did not change his color and his heart did not beat, he knew that his liquor was good.

So this glass of rice wine goes down the stomach......

It's really nothing.

Later, Mao Yi learned that some people may not be born with a reaction to liquor, so this may be the reason why he drinks well.

Then Mao Yi came to the table.

I started writing and drawing.

The main thing is to first record some of the stories that the fourth master just told at the wine table.

According to his memory, Mao Yi began to draw a plot treemap.

For example, some key nodes or something.

Mao Yi did not stay at the missing part, chose to leave it blank, and prepared to ask the fourth master tomorrow for clarification.

A good memory is better than a bad pen.

This is a sentence that Mao Yi has always believed in since he was a child.

Simply, although after being reborn, he can't remember the content of those well-known works in his previous life at all, but he still knows the name, and he doesn't know if it's because this body is young? Or because of something else, his short memory is definitely higher than in his previous life!

Something, as long as you memorize it carefully, you can remember it in a short time.

Of course, this kind of memorization is one-sided, and it only takes about two hours to forget.

However, this kind of short memory can be deepened by taking notes.

Even if the brain cells of the human body can hold the reading volume of an entire library, on weekdays, you can only mobilize a very small number of them.

Especially when something you haven't touched for about ten years, it will be hidden deep in the memory.

Although this method of memory makes it easy to forget other things, and the sequelae are very large, such as often ignoring oneself and causing a lot of jokes or hurting oneself.

But this mnemonics really work.

At that time, this kind of memory method was figured out by Mao Yi himself in ignorance.

In other words, it's actually a memory overdraft.

It is to mobilize all the attention for a period of time, to focus on something, and then for a period of time in the future, it will gradually begin to enter the sequelae of this method of memory.

In his previous life, Mao Yi was very forgetful, and when he was in his thirties, he had almost caught up with the memory of ordinary old people in their fifties and sixties.

The reason may be because of this mnemonics.

But at present, Mao Yi has no other way but to make use of it first.

When Mao Yi put down the pen in his hand, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Stretching his waist and going to the toilet, when Mao Yi came back, he found that the lights were still on in his father's house.

"Dad......" Mao Yi called helplessly.

"Got it, got it. Mao's father sounded impatiently, but to Mao Yi's joy, Mao's father still turned off the TV and the lights in the house.

In a few moments, thunderous snoring sounded in the room.

Of course, Mao Yi knew that his father had slept very little at night over the years, basically after sleeping for two or three hours during the day, he would wake up, then eat and drink, rest and rest, and continue to fall asleep.

This continued until the evening, when he became very energetic and could not fall asleep until four or five o'clock in the morning.

The sudden onset of a heart attack in a previous life is also related to the reversed schedule of day and night.

Now that he has gone back and forth from the ghost gate, Mao's father is finally "obedient".

Mao Yi yawned and soon went back to sleep.

Early the next morning, when Mao Yi got up again, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Mao Yi, who came to the yard to stretch his muscles, saw the fourth old lady watering the flowers.

"Yo, your kid was busy until three o'clock last night, and he woke up in two hours?" asked the fourth master with a smile.

"Good morning, Fourth Master, well, I'm used to it, I can't sleep. Mao Yi yawned and said with a wry smile.

The change of schedule in the past three or four months has allowed Mao Yi to get up at five o'clock regularly, so even if he tossed until three o'clock the night before, he still can't sleep.

The fourth old lady smiled, and looked at Mao Yi starting to exercise on the side, and kept shaking his head.

Mao Yi's heart moved, and he leaned over with a smile.

"Old lady, you joined the army back then, you must have killed a stick, right?"

"Of course, forty-two!" said the old man with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Is there anything you can teach me?"

"Teach you?" looked Mao Yi up and down, and the fourth old lady shook his head.

"Oh? no. Mao Yi was a little frustrated.

"It's not that it can't be, it's just ...... Can you learn it? It's hard. ”

"It's okay!" Mao Yi said excitedly, "I can endure hardship!"

"Hehe, my great-grandson, your cousin's bastard, said the same thing back then, but he ran away after studying with me for a week. The fourth old lady said disdainfully.

"I'm different from him!" Mao Yi said seriously.

The fourth old lady was noncommittal.

The fourth master didn't say anything, so he asked Mao Yi to take a horse and eat until the morning.