Cheng Xiaoman led me for a while, turned a few intersections, and walked into an alley.

He, that's something different!

From restaurant-style restaurants with red lanterns to roadside stalls pushing carts. The crowd is bustling, and compared to the hustle and bustle outside the alley, it seems more leisurely here.

"How is it? Lively, right?" Cheng Xiaoman, who has returned to normal, looks even more flowery, and under the dim light, his face is like a peach blossom.

Cheng Xiaoman noticed my eyes, a touch of red light floated across his face, and he sneered: "What are you looking at?"

I came back to my senses and hurriedly said, "Down, it's rude!"

"Come in, this is a very good place, my classmates and I have been here a few times. "While we were talking, the two of us had already arrived at the door of a small shop.

A waiter greeted him and said with a smile: "Two of you?

"Two. Cheng Xiaoman answered, pointed to the table by the window, and said to me, "Let's sit there." ”

The waiter brought a menu, Cheng Xiaoman ordered the first few things very skillfully, and the two willow eyebrows frowned slightly and added the same.

"Okay, wait a minute. The waiter picked up the menu, smiled and walked away.

Looking around the store, although the decoration is simple, the structure of the wooden strips is unique. A faint pine scent permeated it, which should have just been renovated.

After a while, the guy came up with a tray and reported one by one: "The pot lid is back to the pot meat, pearl balls, small fried vegetables, and the wine you want." Please use it slowly! Say hello whenever you need it. ”

I was a little surprised and asked, "And the wine?"

Cheng Xiaoman heard this, but he was a little surprised and whispered: "What's the matter? Shouldn't you ancient people all drink wine in big bowls and eat meat in big bowls?"

I thought about it, and I guessed the reason, so I stretched out my head and asked, "Are you borrowing wine to kill your sorrows?"

Cheng Xiaoman also learned from me, poked his head and said, "Yes, if you don't get drunk today, you won't return!"

Suddenly, I thought, "How can we solve our worries?" This is a sentence that Brother Aman often recites when he is depressed. I don't know how Brother Aman is doing after I leave, and how is the old lady at home okay?

I smiled heartily: "Okay!

Cheng Xiaoman opened the wine bottle, poured two glasses each, raised the wine glass and said with a smile: "Come!

I was amused by her, laughing at her for learning well. We all drank the glasses in one go.

"Ahh

I also felt that my throat was on fire, which was really bad. Although it is different from the parent's wine, it has a different flavor.

I looked at Cheng Xiaoman's non-stop hip-hop and smiled: "Do you want to continue?"

"Come, come, who's afraid?" Cheng Xiaoman didn't admit it, picked up the wine bottle and poured two full glasses.

I was surprised by the occasional English sentence that came out of her. Since she is not afraid, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the woman.

The wine is drunk quickly, and the faster is the time that runs wildly. I can't help but feel that the happy time of drinking is always short-lived. No matter how noisy the outside world is, we are all calm at the moment.

After three rounds of drinking, I saw Cheng Xiaoman's face crimson, and reached out to hold her wine glass: "Don't drink anymore." ”

"No, keep drinking, say yes and don't get drunk. Cheng Xiaoman tried to break my hand, but he couldn't, he was in a hurry, his hand slipped and staggered, and he almost fell off the table.

I hurriedly reached out to help her, and by this time she had begun to babble gibberish, incoherently, "Are you drunk? I'm not drunk!

"You're drunk!" I walked over to straighten her, but she pushed me back. I tugged back and forth with her a few times, and she suddenly yelled, "Drink even when you're drunk!"

I saw that the other people in the store were looking at me strangely, and I didn't want to add to the embarrassment, so I sat back down.

"If you say you're fired, you'll be fired, and the editor-in-chief will be fired with a word. Can't I even drink a drink?" Cheng Xiaoman blushed and stared, his eyes were already misty, but he said a few words in his heart clearly.

It may be that the more he thinks about it, the more aggrieved he feels, Cheng Xiaoman suddenly slapped the table, and said loudly: "Waiter, take another bottle of wine!"

I sat quietly, knowing that it was drunkenness. I still have some experience in dealing with this situation, and that is to continue to drink!

Seeing that the waiter brought two bottles of Erguotou, Cheng Xiaoman snatched them, for fear that I would grab them, and said to me seriously: "Xiahoudun! Let me tell you, in fact, I'm not drunk! Although I'm a little dizzy now, I'm very sober! You don't know, this job is ...... This job is very important to me......" As he spoke, Cheng Xiaoman's voice began to whimper, and gradually stopped moving, and he suddenly cried out later.

I drank more than her, and it was the first time I had drunk this two-pot wine. I could clearly feel the pounding of my temples, and I guess it was about the same.

Cheng Xiaoman talked for a while, wiped his nose, poured a large glass, raised it in front of me, and said solemnly: "Isn't it a good sister?

I kept tapping my fingers on the table, hoping that she would talk a little more so that I could ease myself. How did she suddenly sober up again, and she still wanted to call me a sister?

I took the glass and put it down gently, picked up the bottle and poured it a little bit for her, and coaxed, "How about pouring a little bit of the wine that is just that?"

I handed her the glass with very little wine, and she didn't speak, but threw her head up into her mouth, and then fell on the table, muttering something in her mouth.

I shook my head, picked up the bottle and refilled the other glass, brought it to my lips, took a sip, and nodded, "Good wine!"

I was alone, so three cups of stomach, but I still didn't feel that it was enjoyable enough, so I raised my hand and greeted: "Xiao Er, another bottle!"

As soon as I spoke, I saw someone look at me again, whispering, and then I realized that I had mistaken the title. Wrong is wrong, so what?

The waiter brought another bottle of wine, I poured myself a full glass, pinched a bamboo chopsticks and tapped the wine glass, and read: "The memory of the old country, the strong man drives the iron horse; Go to the Eastern Han Dynasty and leave home for 3,000 years;

I raised my glass, closed my eyes, and drank it all.

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