Chapter Eighty-Eight: Just a Wild Child
During the meal, looking at the table full of good dishes, Xiao Mu didn't eat much, it was estimated that he ate a little too much barbecue in the afternoon, and drank the drink after a few bites of hastily.
At that time, many drinks were bottled in glass, not plastic bottles like now, and the packaging was not so flashy, so it was simple to put a black and white label on the glass bottle.
Xiao Mu looked for a long time and didn't know which one was the drink, although it was something he bought.
"Grandpa, where's the drink? Why didn't I see it?"
Zhang Laohan pointed to the bag and said, "Isn't that in the bag?"
Xiao Mu glanced back, "No, where is the drink?" ”
Zhang Laohan was so angry that he walked down from the dining table to Xiao Mu, lifted a glass bottle in the bag, pointed to the words on it and said, "Isn't this it? ”
Xiao Mu picked up the drink awkwardly and said with a smile: "Oh, I thought it was beer, he is exactly the same as a beer bottle." ”
I held the bottle and studied it, and when I was about to open it to drink, I found that I couldn't open it again, just like a beer bottle, the iron lid was directly stamped on, not a simple rotating cap.
Xiao Mu cheekily asked Zhang Laohan for help again, "Grandpa, can you help me open the bottle cap again, I can't open it." ”
Zhang Laohan joked: "You can't open it, don't drink it." ”
As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at Ah Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu tilted his head and shyly hid behind Zhang Laohan.
Zhang Laohan gently pried it with chopsticks, and with a bang, he saw that the bottle cap had flown two meters away, "Take it, go ahead." ”
Xiao Mu felt so amazing, took the opened drink and looked at it, there was nothing special, how could the bottle cap fly?
"Hurry up, everybody is waiting to drink. The old man shouted, and Xiao Mu handed the drink to the old man.
Pour the drink into the bowl, it is crystal clear, and the bubbles continue to pour to the surface, giving out bursts of fresh fragrance, sweet and delicious in the mouth, and there is still a lingering fragrance after drinking.
After savoring it carefully, Xiao Mu ran out of patience and lifted a bowl full of gulps and drank it.
"Hiccup~"
After burping, he wiped the residual liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said, "I'm full of food and drink, you eat slowly." ”
Soon after Xiao Mu got up, the guests slowly dispersed, and the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was about to end, leaving only the big old men who were drinking.
The sunlight gradually turned yellow, and the green bamboo nodded in the breeze, and sometimes some bamboo leaves fell to the house.
The people at the wine table did not speak so softly at first, and began to be rough, and began to shake because of the strong wind or the uneven surface.
Occasionally, loud arguments can be heard, as well as persuasion, and, of course, storytellers.
Xiao Mu, who was baking the fire in the kitchen, knew very well that these people at the wine table would get drunk sooner or later, and they were also half-drunk and half-awake again.
Xiao Mu sat in front of the fire for a long time and didn't leave, the winter night was too cold, and he would shiver when he left the fire.
"Xiao Mu, Xiao Mu, come out, uncle will tell you. ”
As soon as he heard that it was Wan Rong, Xiao Mu thought that there must be nothing good, there must be something to call him, Xiao Mu did not agree, but it was not over, Wan Rong shouted a few more times.
Xiao Mu walked out slowly, "What are you doing, what are your orders?"
Wan Rong trembled and took out ten yuan from his trouser pocket, handed it to Xiao Mu and said, "Go, buy three packs of cigarettes for my uncle." ”
Xiao Mu looked around, the night was dark at this time, he couldn't see his five fingers, and the breeze was very biting.
Xiao Mu shook his head and said, "I won't go, I don't dare to go." ”
Wan Rong said again: "What are you afraid of, I'll give you a flashlight, go with a flashlight, a matter of a few minutes, go quickly." ”
"I'm not going, it's such a cold day, I won't go. ”
To say that Xiao Mu just didn't go, Wan Rong was a little angry, and said sternly: "Are you going or not?"
Xiao Mu lowered his head, obviously shocked, but he didn't want to give in to Wan Rong in front of everyone, so he said, "Then I'll go, but you have to give me 5 cents for errands." ”
Wan Rong just glanced at Xiao Mu and didn't say anything, waving his hand in agreement.
Xiao Mu took a shortcut, the dark path, overgrown with weeds on both sides, if it weren't for a flashlight, he couldn't see that this was a small road, with potholes, and he would step on it and fall into the grass if he was not careful.
Xiao Mu squeezed the flashlight tightly and moved forward slowly and cautiously, staring at the place where the weak flashlight shone with his glasses, not daring to look at it randomly.
When he arrived at Guo Yang's house, his legs were weak and his palms were full of sweat.
He said to Guo Yang's mother: "Auntie, give me three packs of cigarettes." ”
"Who told you to come, your uncle? It's so late, you should have asked him to buy it himself. ”
"He's getting drunk, he can't come, so he can only call me. ”
Subsequently, Xiao Mu asked Guo Yang's mother to bring two bags of jujubes for herself.
Xiao Mu, who got the things, hurriedly said goodbye to Guo Yang's mother, didn't think about anything, ran away, and rushed to the house.
Panting, he handed the cigarette to Wan Rong and said, "Come, give you the cigarette." ”
"And what about my remaining money?" Wan Rong asked.
"Oooh oh"
Xiao Mu hurriedly took out the loose money that had been kneaded into a ball and handed it to Wan Rong.
Wan Vieng asked again: "What about your errand money? ”
Xiao Mu pursed his lips and showed Wan Rong the two bags of jujubes pinched in the palm of his hand, "Well, I bought this." ”
"You kid, you know to buy this, you're afraid that it's for the glass beads inside, you only bought two bags in the afternoon, and now you buy two more bags. ”
Don't say it, Xiao Mu is just for the glass beads inside.
Turning back to the kitchen, he continued to sit on a small wooden stool and roast the fire, his chin propped on his hands, staring at the flames.
The more you roast, the more comfortable it becomes, and before you know it, you feel sleepy and take a nap.
Squinting, he groped back to the room and lay down on all fours.
I don't know how long it took, the guests themselves were completely gone, and Wan Rong staggered to Xiao Mu's room.
"Xiao Mu, get up, hurry up, get up and clean up the dishes and chopsticks. ”
Xiao Mu, who was sleeping like a dream, said in a daze: "What to receive, don't accept it, collect it tomorrow." ”
"What? Tomorrow, what's going on, hurry up. Wan Rong ripped off Xiao Mu's quilt.
The cold wind swept in, and Xiao Mu was instantly woken up by the cold, and now he was awake.
Reluctantly, he came to the wine table and put away the dishes and chopsticks.
Wan Rong took a cigarette in his mouth, sat on the threshold, and saw that Xiao Mu was very reluctant, so he began to nag.
"Look at you, you can't do anything, you know how to eat all day long, you can't do something well, what else can you do, what's the use of raising you?"
After taking a few puffs of cigarette, he continued: "To put it bluntly, if you hadn't met us, I wouldn't know which street you are living on now, you are a wild child who has no parents to want, you are not good at work, and you are naughty all day long. ”
Xiao Mu lowered his head and continued to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, silent.