Chapter 8 The Misguided Path Meets the Guide
At the dinner, Brother Dong opened his bottle of fine wine with great interest. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Come, let's have a drink!" Brother Dong filled the cup and stood up.
"Why should you respect me!" That's right! I also want to ask, there must be a reason for a toast! Excuse me? Thank?
I looked at Brother Dong, "Let's say something!" ”
Brother Dong was a little stupid there, and he couldn't get off the stage with a wine glass, "Then Jing Sisi is beautiful!" ”
"Fuck your sister." Isn't that?
"Yes, we wish Sisi more and more beautiful as she grows up." I hurriedly relieved Brother Dong and stood up.
Sisi raised his glass.
I touched my forehead and cursed Brother Dong in my heart, "Please prepare your lines first next time, or practice in front of the mirror as usual." ”
"Your cooking is superb! Where did you study? Sisi asked.
"Uh......"
"Actually, no, I occasionally look at the food column or something, and if I do more, it will be a little bit!" Brother Dong's tone became a little girly, it seems that I have to keep my distance from Sisi, otherwise the little masculinity that I have just practiced will be diluted to yin and yang.
However, the word talent is very suitable for Brother Dong, at least the aspect of cooking can be understood by talent.
There is a kind of person who will remember the steps as long as he sees someone else operate it once, and he will make it look good, definitely not worse than the original, and they will even improve and innovate on the basis of the original, obviously Brother Dong is this kind of person.
The other kind of person is of course so stupid that he can't learn anything, like the guy like me, who can cook noodles with cold water.
So when Tian Sisi asked me how I was cooking, I bowed my head and said nothing, just sending white rice to my mouth and holding my face like a frog.
"Slow down, what's the point of eating like this? There are guests too! "Brother Dong started to count me down, apparently he forgot that I had just cleared him out, maybe he thought that was what I should do.
Forget it, I've always thought of him as a forgetful villain.
"You're actually pretty good!" Sisi said.
"Just ......"
"Really?" Before Sisi could finish speaking, I asked impatiently.
"Zhuang Sheng, you are very rude like this!" Brother Dong still has that kind of bewitching tone, and he doesn't realize it.
"I'm sorry!" I shivered, my back ran cold, and it didn't look like I was talking, it was terrible.
"Actually, the events of that day were not what you saw." Brother Dong wants to make up another lie to cover up our mistakes, which is also his strength.
"Brother Dong......" I signaled him not to make it up, Sisi is not a fool, and she doesn't plan to spoil the atmosphere of Wanyan.
On the contrary, Brother Dong didn't admit himself, and after a moment of silence, Brother Dong swallowed half a glass of wine in his stomach, "Okay! I'll admit we're pretty assholes, do you think I don't want to live a normal life? Looking for a job without a diploma, others look down on it,
What is the use of light power? Brother Dong drank the remaining half of the cup in one gulp, and poured it again, and his eyes were a little red.
"I want to be a good person, has anyone given me a chance? We're just trying to survive. "Brother Dong doesn't vomit or be unhappy.
Indeed, people with ex-convictions like us are only marginalized wherever they go.
"Brother Dong, you're drunk." I patted him on the shoulder.
"Leave me alone, I'm not drunk." Brother Dong half-squinted, "This little wine is nothing." ”
Sisi didn't speak, and the room became depressed again.
"Sisi, you can taste some braised pork made by Brother Dong! It's delicious. "I put a piece in the Sisi bowl.
"That's right! Why don't you try something so delicious! Someone else wouldn't be able to taste my craft! "Brother Dong is starting to stink.
"That......... I've been losing weight lately, so let's eat less fatty meat! Sisi smiled.
"What a thing! You're not fat. I said, "Just right." ”
"Huh...... It's not that I'm talking about you, dieting to lose weight is the most stupid strategy, if you want to lose weight, exercise more! If you think about it, don't people live a fucking life just for three meals a day? "Brother Dong habitually used the tone that edifying me,
He's not a sissy anymore this time, but I feel something is wrong!
"Hey......... Brother Dong, didn't you say before that people live all their lives to save face? That's changing too fast! I've always taken your word as the truth! "I scoff.
"Go, go, go...... What does a little kid know, can face be eaten? Haven't you heard of the saying that no matter how rich you are, you can't eat three meals a day? ”
"Your outlook on life is evolving so fast that it will take me billions of years to understand." I pulled out the rice with all my might, and my face was propped up like a frog again.
"Actually, you're quite like someone I know," Sisi said casually, I thought she was talking about Brother Dong, maybe trying to make a topic.
So I raised my index finger and pointed at Brother Dong, she didn't follow my finger, and then I pointed to my nose.
"That's you! The first time I saw you, I thought it was quite similar. Sisi was referring to me.
I was so shocked that I almost dropped my jaw in the bowl...... "Someone I know, like me." ”
Usually when a girl suddenly tells you that you look like someone she knows, it is eighty percent because she has a crush on you, as the book says.
Is my spring? It's coming quietly.
I stared at Sisi intently, my hand kept pulling the rice into my mouth, my face was stretching even bigger, I was waiting for her to say what I wanted to hear, although I was a bit of a jerk.
"Have you ever seen a movie about Stephen Chow? Sisi asked.
"Yes! Look at it often. Brother Dong replied.
"Why is it so far away?" I thought to myself.
"There's a man in there called "Ruhua", just like you! ”。
"Poof......" I laughed and filled the table.
Brother Dong and Sisi, who were originally calm, laughed so much that people turned their backs.
That day, we talked a lot, about ideals, about life, about the future, about beliefs.
Sisi's erudition, Brother Dong's humor, I don't seem to have anything.
In their eyes, I was like a flower, at least that day.
In this way, our relationship has come one step closer, and Sisi has entered the world where our three views are not correct, like a guiding light, gradually illuminating our fucked life.