Chapter 322: I Can't Do It Without You
The rice was snow-white rice, and my aunt served five bowls of rice.
This is the second rice meal Wan Feng ate at his grandmother's house after the Chinese New Year this year, and the first meal was on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival.
The uncle didn't know how to bring a black plastic pot and two glasses from the mess, and the plastic pot contained half a pot of soju, which looked like the five cents and a pound of loose wine sold by the supply and marketing cooperative.
Wan Feng seemed to remember something and patted his head: "I bought good wine, and I was going to give it to you today, and I forgot about it." ”
He got up and went into the house and took out two bottles of stale incense from his box.
Zhu Ping's saliva flowed out of his music, the plastic pot was thrown to the sink, and he unscrewed the lid of the wine bottle and poured himself a glass first, and then poured himself another glass.
After thinking about it, he poured another cup for Wan Feng.
"I don't drink. Wan Feng hurriedly refused, he didn't plan to stick to this thing in this life.
"If you don't drink it, you drank it all that time in Liangwan. ”
Isn't that beer, it's the same thing as liquor.
Under the watchful eye of his uncle, Wan Feng had no choice but to take a sip of his wine glass like an aggrieved mouse.
A spicy spicy rush rolled down his throat and down his abdomen, as if adding fuel to the fire, a flame scorched his internal organs. Then, the spicy backlash rushed up to the nose and eyes, and the tears came down.
"Hahahaha!" Seeing Wan Feng's tears being spicy, the uncle laughed as unscrupulously as the white-faced traitor who succeeded in the drama.
Wan Feng gritted his teeth hatefully, he was very unhappy when he saw his uncle's proud appearance, and he had to drink him down to make him proud.
Next, Wan Feng tried his best to persuade Xiaojiu to drink, while he drank less or didn't drink or secretly poured wine on the ground, anyway, a bottle of wine Grandpa probably drank two taels, and the rest was drunk by them.
The uncle was finally fucked and crooked, and went to sleep in the back room crookedly, but Wan Feng seemed to have overdosed.
He doesn't drink much, and if he doesn't drink it, he just pours it as soon as he drinks it.
Today, even if I drink half less than Zhu Ping, I will drink two or three taels, and my head is a little dizzy.
I put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked out, and just after taking two steps, I heard my grandmother's voice.
"Don't go, wait until the moon is over. ”
"I'm not leaving, I'm going to sit outside for a while. ”
Wan Feng walked outside, the wind blew, the wine was strong, his head was dizzy, and he sat on a small stool in front of the door against the wall by the door.
Grandma took out a small round table from the house and placed it in front of the door, and then placed five small plates on the table, which contained bean pods, peanuts, grapes, mooncakes, and apples.
Grandma refused to interfere with these things, and when she was done fiddling with them, she knelt on a mat and didn't know what incantation she was chanting.
Wan Feng sat there against the wall and looked at his grandmother, and then turned his face to look at the moon in Dongshan.
At this time, it was about seven o'clock in the evening, and the round moon had just risen from Dongshan, and it was sticking to the top of Dongshan Mountain and looking at Wanfeng proudly.
If the moon looks down on the world, if you can see yourself, you will definitely be able to see your parents and siblings, I wonder if your parents and siblings are also looking at the moon at this moment, do you want to be alone outside?
In the drunken haze, Wan Feng seemed to see the faces of his parents and younger siblings through the reflection of the moon, and the wine in his stomach began to churn, and he unconsciously burst into tears under the mixing of alcohol.
In order not to be seen by his grandfather's embarrassment, Wan Feng was ready to go out as soon as his grandmother's full moon was over.
"Eat a piece of moon cake, the moon cake that is round over the moon will not be sick and can resist all evil spirits.
And this is the first time Wan Feng has heard this, although he is suspicious in his heart, Wan Feng still took a piece of moon cake and took a bite as he walked out.
Wan Feng didn't know who invented the moon cake, even if he had a low standard of living when he was a child, he didn't eat the moon cake when he was choked with a candy cube.
Because its skin was too hard to bite at that time, if you used it as a weapon to knock it down on the opponent's head when you were fighting with someone, it would definitely knock out a bag.
This time, he bought the moon cakes in the county, and the ones he bought were the most expensive moon cakes, I don't know if they were delicious or not, but I could bite them anyway.
As soon as he finished eating, where did he still have the appetite to eat moon cakes, Wan Feng just took a symbolic bite and put the moon cakes into his pocket.
The brain was vague, Wan Feng didn't know where he was going, he walked aimlessly all the way, and when he came to a place, he looked up and saw that he had walked to the door of Luan Feng's house.
Wan Feng smiled dumbly, this has formed an instinct.
Outside the courtyard, I saw that Luan Feng's house was crowded with people, as if the kang was full of people, and when I walked into the courtyard, I could hear the dance music from the tape recorder.
What made Wan Feng wonder was that as soon as he entered the room, he received warm applause.
"Feng'er, your man is here. Qiu Yu snorted coldly, and the laughter in the room became even louder.
Luan Feng's eyes were shining, and his face was slightly red, so he went to fight Qiuyu.
Wan Feng estimated that all the young men and women after the depression were concentrated here, and this guy's kang was full of people, and he was not afraid of crushing the kang. In addition to the kang and the ground were also full of people, even the inner room was also full of people.
When did there be so many young people in Wahou? There are some Wan Feng who have never seen it.
"Feng'er, her man, you sing a song, Feng'er said that you sing well, you can't just sing to him alone, you have to let everyone listen to it. This proposal was made by Xiling, and it was immediately warmly applauded by everyone.
With so many people applauding, it seems a bit hypocritical not to sing, plus Wan Feng's head is still dizzy now, coupled with the homesickness caused by his grandmother's full moon, he feels that there is an emotion in his chest that needs to be vented.
So, he didn't shirk it: "Say it, sing something." ”
Feng'er knew what song he would sing, so let Feng'er say. ”
It seems a little bad to let Luan Feng order a song, and sure enough...
"Then sing and don't take off your shoes until you get old. ”
This song can't be sung, if these girls remember not to take off their shoes after singing, and finally the hat that doesn't take off their shoes until they get old must be buckled on his head.
"That song is a bit difficult to sing, my brother-in-law poured a lot of wine today, my voice may not work, I sing a little, how about singing a love song?"
There was a large wave of applause, and some girls puffed their hands red.
Love songs are mysterious to them, and people in society don't dare to sing them at all, but they can't sing them.
"Then I'll sing a song "I Can't Do It Without You". ”
This song is a song by the god of songs, it seems to be from an album in the mid-nineties, Wan Feng really didn't hear how good this song was in the previous life, until Li Keqin sang an adapted version of the song on The Masked Singer, and he found out that this song was so good.
He sang Li Keqin's version of "I Can't Do It If I Forget You"
There is neither accompaniment nor microphones, and if there is a guitar, he will do, but there is nothing but a cappella.
Wan Feng cleared his throat and began to sing.