Compared with me, who was reserved for my grandfather's generation, Miss Mliti had already mingled with the fate of "drinking friends" and mingled with the "overwhelmed drinking" and "resting" drinkers. It's a pity www.biquge.info pen and fun and pavilion......

"This is the third time we've met, young lady. I think you're not an adult yet, why did you come with her? ”

A stout old gentleman with a long beard grabbed his beard, and with a little drunkenness a small glass of wine he escaped from the infinite loop, sat across from me, and pointed to Miss Mlyti, who was drinking and clamming fists indiscriminately.

"Yes, I'm not an adult yet, in fact, I'm here to find someone...... It just doesn't seem to be here. At this point, I asked in a whisper. "What shall I call you. ”

"Is that so, well, don't be so polite, my name is Guotong, you can call it whatever you want. The old gentleman said as he picked up the cup, looked at the shouting next to him and asked casually. "Then again, what is the name of the person you are looking for. ”

“...... I do not know. ”

I'm a little embarrassed, although Mr. Guotong doesn't know that the person I want to find is my sweetheart, but even if I have the cheekiness to be asked a few times when I don't know the name of my sweetheart, I will still be a little embarrassed.

"Oh, what does he look like, is he at the banquet? Maybe I can help you. ”

"Ah, thank you so much, Mr. Gotong. ”

Seeing that Mr. Guotong put down his wine glass and listened to me, I was very touched by such a warm-hearted person.

"He had long black hair that covered half of his face and wore a trench coat...... It looks like it's about thirty...... Tall. ”

"He's not very pretty. ”

"Huh? this ...... I haven't seen him in a few months, and today I still see him in the distance from the banquet, so I guess ...... Pretty?huh?......? Isn't my uncle better suited to wearing a skirt than I am?

I quickly shook my head, so I wouldn't admit it like this, it's a shame to be a woman.

At this time, Mr. Guotong poured me a glass of red wine.

"Really, I wasn't allowed to drink in other stores before. ”

"It's okay, it's okay to drink less red wine, besides, this is left by a guy who left before, obviously took a few bottles but only drank two glasses and left, it's a waste not to drink so much, you're welcome, please." ”

"You're welcome, thank you. ”

So, Mr. Guotong and I were like old friends, far away from the two bustling scenes next to us, as if we were not in the same frame, alone and peaceful, sipping the red wine in the glass, and he talked to me one by one.

......

"That's right, thank you. ”

I received information from Mr. Gotong that my crush had indeed been here, and that he had ordered the wine, but unfortunately he had left before Miss Mlitty and I had arrived, and had missed less than ten minutes. This made me very depressed, and I couldn't help but fall silent and silently sip my glass. Mr. Guotong also seemed to have drunk too much, and lay down on the table and closed his eyes to rest.

At this time, Miss Muliti, who was fighting with everyone on the side, suddenly broke out and said, "Whatever you want." The anger turned away from the hatred and sat here, with a non-dividing face.

"What's wrong, Miss Mlitty?"

I couldn't help but ask and comfort.

"If you want to drink or not, I'll pour it for you. ”

Miss Muliti pounced on me when she heard this, and hugged me tightly.

"Ah, hello Dutu. ”

Subconsciously looked over there, looking at the thin old gentleman who seemed to be asleep, his expression was not as pleasant as before, but his face was straight and even calm.

The atmosphere of the people next to him was also silent, and only the collision between the cup and the table and the crispness of the bottle kissing the rim of the cup were left in the huge half of the hall. Some people either got up and went to the other side to join in, or continued to sit in their place in contemplation, or whispered and toasted. There is no longer the original festive atmosphere.

"Miss Mlitty, is it convenient to say, I just drank and I can't remember anything. So...... I don't understand anything tonight. ”

"That stubborn old bastard. ”

Then I felt Miss Muriti leaning on my shoulder and gnashing her teeth a little nasal, she did not give up this position, and I held Miss Muriti in the same way.

Miss Mulliti and the old Mr. Bamboo are old acquaintances, about thirteen years ago, that is, the days when Miss Mulliti first came to Haihui City, Miss Mulliti met Zhu Lao by chance, the reason is that she lived in Zhu Lao's shop and was familiar, and gradually because Zhu Lao had no descendants, the relationship between the two was naturally as cordial as father and daughter, Miss Mulliti respected and admired him very much, because he was a cold-faced and warm-hearted old man, although on the surface she treated Miss Mulliti and others ordinary, but everyone knew that Zhu Lao was a knife-mouthed tofu heart, and the neighbors also joked about it from time to time。

In the winter of that year, there were many homeless people in Haihui City, and under the full strength of the Duke and the church, there was still a lack of food and shelter, and Zhu Lao saw that Miss Muliti was busy from dawn to early morning every day, without rest, so he posted the address of the store at the door of the church, writing "Free accommodation, bathing and eating all inclusive". It may be that he can't bear to see the homeless people freeze to death on the streets, or he may want to relieve the pressure of Miss Muliti and rescue without counting the accounts, until the spring of the following year, when the Duke completed the urban area where the displaced people were settled, and the "Bamboo Sleeper" stopped the infinite "deficit" business.

In order to repay the loan, Zhu Lao dismantled and sold the "bamboo bed", and the duke wanted to compensate at that time, but the city treasury was empty, and the church was naturally no exception. Miss Muliti cried in front of Zhu Lao all day, Zhu Lao didn't say anything, moved to the old city and opened a small "bamboo sleeper", and in the next few years, the duke wanted to mention compensation, but Zhu Lao did not accept it, and said, "Do you want so much money to bring to the coffin without a person who has lived for more than ten years." The reason refused, and the church naturally did not succeed, so I asked Miss Mulliti to persuade her, but unfortunately, Zhu Lao insisted. During that period of time, no matter whether Miss Muliti was expanding the hotel, opening a branch, and restoring the former scale of "Bamboo Sleep", all kinds of reasons were silenced by Zhu Lao. In the end, Miss Mliti also stubbornly sat together until midnight, and finally Zhu Lao couldn't stay up and was a little hungry, so he explained softly, "People are old, and they are worried about opening a big hotel, I'm very good here, worry-free and quiet, the church uses this money to expand the area, or to promote the implementation of welfare is better than me, you can take it back." With that, despite Miss Mlitti's dissuasion, he slipped out into the path and disappeared without a trace, not returning for several months.

It's just that the money that Miss Muliti put in the "bamboo bed" is always inexplicably sent to the church hall every time, so the church gave up this matter, and the relationship between Miss Muliti and Zhu Lao also declined slightly, as if it was an ordinary old friend, and Miss Muliti no longer used the title of "Bamboo Father", so she used the name of "Zhu Lao" of others.

At the beginning of this year, the church remembered this incident again, and wanted to invite Zhu Lao to join the church as a "bishop", and wanted to compensate Zhu Lao with the idea of subsidizing salary and bonuses, but once again it was regrettable that Zhu Lao ignored it, and Miss Muliti also said this several times, but Zhu Lao ignored it, and every time she changed the topic, she really couldn't be silent, so that Miss Muliti returned in vain. When she met Zhu Lao tonight, Miss Muliti naturally brought up this matter again, but Zhu Lao refused again, this time saying in person, "What is the use of useless things." Heartless words.

The angry Miss Mlitty yelled angrily, and the previous "whatever you want!" was the reason.

"Well, why, did the old bastard guess that you would compensate him from his salary? ”

Mr. Guotong didn't know when he woke up, and he seemed to have heard the whole thing from the beginning, and said with some puzzlement.

"What else could be the reason. ”

"Eh, Miss Mlitty knows. ”

I looked at Miss Murliti in amazement, who had calmed down, and it turned out that Miss Murliti was so smart.

"I always feel that your eyes are rude. ”

"Ah, no, Miss Muliti, your delusion, why doesn't Mr. Zhu agree. ”

"Bishop. ”

"Huh?" "What?"

Mr. Guotong and I still don't understand.

"A church of our size can only have one bishop. ”

"And then?"

"So, he's not afraid of taking a position, he's afraid that I won't be promoted to bishop. ”

Mr. Guotong and I looked at each other with big eyes, I hesitated.

"Miss Mlitty...... Does this count as a ...... Self-inflicted. ”

"Hmph, I don't know that old guy anymore, he must know that he became a bishop, and the church will not let him resign until he is compensated, so he is afraid that I will occupy a position when I am promoted to bishop, so he does not want to accept it. ”

"I see. Mr. Guotong and I said in unison, and then I couldn't help but feel a little funny, what an awkward father and daughter.

Miss Mlitty picked up the red wine on the side, but found it empty. He then went to fetch some of the bottles on the ground, which were also empty. I couldn't help but look at me and Mr. Guotong blankly.

"Aren't you not allowed to drink, Uncle Guotong, aren't you not drinking red wine. Miss Muliti blinked, making sure that all the wine bottles were indeed empty, and said. "How much can you talk about, you've drunk them all, and it's six bottles!"

"Mr. Guotong and I seem to have been talking for a long time, so ......"

"Yes, I talked to this young lady very much, and before I knew it, I ......"

Miss Mliti didn't eat this set, and hit the nail on the head.

"Tell me, where is your sweetheart? ”

"I don't know, Mr. Gotong said he left early. ”

"Isn't that a wasted effort, but unfortunately, I didn't even get a sip of it. ”

Miss Mlitty looked at the empty bottle and missed it.

"If you just order another bottle. Mr. Guotong said.

"How can you order it yourself for free!"

Miss Mlitti's straightforward appearance made me feel that she had a point, and that Mr. Gotong and I had nothing to say.

"Actually, I kind of know where he went. Mr. Guotong said suddenly.

"Who?"

"This young lady's sweetheart. ”

"Really, Mr. Guotong!" I looked at Mr. Guotong with ecstasy, and I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"I'll tell you, don't look at me like that. ”

There seemed to be too much pressure on Mr. Gotong, and I sat down embarrassed.

He said..... He wanted to go to the little square in the back, he thought it was interesting, and he might stay a little longer, and if you went now, maybe, you might be able to come across it. ”

“......”“......”

Miss Mliti and I looked at each other, both silent.

"Miss Mlitty!"

"I'm here, Lord Duto!"

"Let's go!"

"Okay!"

Miss Mlitty was so funny that she didn't forget to run up to Mr. Bamboo when she was leaving, and secretly took an unopened bottle from the side while he was not paying attention, and turned around and pulled me away.

"You thief!"

Listening to the shouts of Mr. Zhu from behind him, Miss Muliti couldn't stop laughing at all.