After drinking a meal of wine until the early morning when the east was white and the soldiers were full of wine and food, Chief Shi asked a few leaders to pull the troops back to the garrison first, and he stayed behind to accompany Li Yundao to continue the battle. Just halfway through the wine game, Cai Bodhisattva had already left with the drunken Ruan Yu. After all, Director Han is over fifty years old, and his body can't bear it, so he fell asleep on the chair for a while and then beckoned the driver to say goodbye, and at the same time left Captain Ge, who borrowed alcohol to kill his sorrows, but fortunately she didn't drive, and stopped a taxi on the side of the road and went back to the bureau office to make up for sleep. Only Li Yundao and Shi Yinhu were left awake at the table, plus Bai Xiaoxiong, who had moved from the other table to take care of Wang and Fei. Lao Xiao and Xiaolong, Lao Wang Ba and Xiao Wang Ba, had already noticed that the wind was not in the right direction and hid outside the red house.

"Do you want to drink?" There were still two bottles of unopened Erguotou on the table, Shi Yinhu saw that he was lying on the table, and he was left with Li Yundao, and immediately pondered that he had to drink this little brother down no matter what, otherwise the title of "wine fairy" in the compound of our military region would be given up.

Li Yundao's state was getting better and better the more he drank, his face was ruddy like that of Second Brother Guan's own brother, and as soon as he was stimulated by alcohol, he immediately slapped the table and said, "Drink, who is afraid of whom!"

The two two hundred and five men lifted the cap of the bottle and began to "blow the trumpet", and drank the last two bottles of two pots in one go. When Shi Yinhu swallowed the last sip, he heard Li Yundao let out a refreshing "tsk" sound: "The wine is still comfortable to drink Erguotou and Lao Baigan, Wuliangye and the like are too soft, it's okay for the girls to drink, let's drink it......"

Shi Yinhu laughed: "Brother, we Chinese have an old saying, called wine for a thousand cups of confidant, today my old Shi can understand what is a confidant in wine." In the morning, I have to inspect the little ones out of cāo, we have a chance to get together another day, next time Brother Huzi invites you to drink Lao Baigan!"

Li Yundao smiled: "Okay!"

Shi Yinhu strode away, leaving Li Yundao and Bai Xiaoxiong looking at each other at Wang Kun and Fei Dashao, who were sleeping soundly.

"Young Master Yundao, you go back first, they will be handed over to me. ”

"What is your name, young master, you are about the same age as Fei Baobao, just follow him and call me Brother Yundao!" Li Yundao patted the new lieutenant on the shoulder and pointed to the two people lying on the table, "One for each person, take it and sell it for money!"

Of course, Bai Xiaoxiong knew that Li Yundao was joking, but his eyes were still burning when he looked at Li Yundao.

Before leaving, the old lady of the Wang family had summoned him to the study, and told him that the little bear baby, who had grown up in the Wang family since he was a child, had never seen the old man have such an excited feeling, and the two aunts of the Wang family who resisted Japan and aided the dynasty also privately told him a lot of precautions, so Bai Xiaoxiong originally planned to come to uncover the mystery, but when he saw this young master Wang Wangnan himself, Bai Xiaoxiong hesitated, changed people, I heard that he was the grandson of the Wang family, and he tried his best to get up, but the one in front of him, Bai Xiaoxiong was almost sure that if he dared to speak now, the one in front of him would dare to break off his friendship with him, especially after listening to his toast, that kind of thick unwillingness and resentment should not be easily resolved. Bai Xiaoxiong wanted to know how the young master of Wangnan, who still didn't know his background, would react once he knew the truth, but he seemed to be very afraid to know the result.

Li Yundao carried Fei Baobao on his back, greeted Lao Xiao who cleaned up the mess, and said that he would come to check out in two days, Lao Xiao naturally agreed very happily, and saw that Li Yundao was carrying it hard, and pointed to the electric tricycle not far away: "Put the two of you in the car, and ride it will save effort!"

Li Yundao looked at the electric three-wheeler, patted his head, and said happily: "That's right, look, my brain, I'm dizzy from drinking......" Hurriedly beckoned Bai Xiaoxiong to put Wang Kun on his back and Fei Dashao side by side on the electric three-wheeler. Bai Xiaoxiong was immediately happy when he saw it, it is estimated that this is the first time in Bei Shao's life to sit on this kind of electric three-wheeled food, no, it should be the first time to sleep on this kind of electric three-wheeler.

The two of them put the two big buns side by side on the electric three-wheeled board, Wang Xiaobei also turned over, and muttered vaguely "We are a family, we must be bored" strange words, Fei Baobao slept honestly, smashed his mouth, and hooked the corners of his mouth, I don't know if I dreamed of the little fish girl of the Luo family in my dream.

Lao Xiao instructed again, Li Da Diaomin had no teacher on this electric three-wheeler, and when Bai Xiaoxiong also jumped to the side of the board, Li Yundao drove away with a trembling electric three-wheeler.

Lao Xiao watched Li Yundao leave, then nodded and hummed a little tune, hurry up and clean up the mess, otherwise he will run into those chengguan who are more elite than the special forces after a while, and he, the leader of the cooking squad, will not be able to go into battle shirtless with a shovel.

"Hey, he's drunk almost two catties of liquor, can he drive three rounds?" Xiaolong poured the dishes and chopsticks into the box, and asked Lao Xiao with a frown.

The old bastard slapped his head at this time: "Ouch, my brain, how can I forget this ballast." So he got up and wanted to chase, but he still found the figure of the little three-wheeler.

The morning sun gradually rose in the east, the red glow filled the sky, and facing the morning breeze, Li Da Diaomin began to sing an out-of-tune tune with his throat.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horse, golden qiu.

Hu'er will exchange for fine wine and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

Bai Xiaoxiong, who was sitting on the side of the car, looked at the high-spirited man in front of him who shook the front of the car, and he suddenly wanted to sing, but he was born with incomplete tones, and he didn't have the strong and thick confidence and cheekiness of the brother in front of him, so he had to say to Li Yundao in front: "Brother Yundao, why don't you sing a military song to listen." ”

Li Yundao turned his head and smirked: "Okay, brother, listen!"

"Hu Jiao leads the north wind, and the thistle door is white in the water.

The sky contains Qinghai Road, and the city is thousands of miles away.

The flag is cloudy, and the cold gold is ringing at night.

The armor locks the snake scales, and the horse neighs and the mounds are white.

Qiu Jing saw the head, and Sha Yuan was sad.

The north of the tent should be exhausted, and the river is out of the jam. ”

Although the tone of the song is unbearable, it is better than the pathos of love, and it is all to the point, and the white bear can't help but be gloomy when he hears it.

Then, Li Da Diaomin began to sing his Qin tone again, high-pitched and sad.

In the summer morning breeze, passers-by looked sideways, and a young man dressed like a Southeast Asian nouveau riche rode a dilapidated electric tricycle, carrying three companions, carrying a song.

However, who knows, these four madmen are going after the highest-end five-star hotel in Sioux City.