Chapter Twenty-Eight: It's Too Big
As soon as I finished speaking, everyone immediately devoured it, and after a while, a pot of noodles was eaten, and I couldn't help but feel a little emotional with the last bowl of noodles on the table.
This meal is probably the most family-like meal I have eaten in recent years, I think of being away from home for some years, except for the occasional skewer with fox friends and dog friends, most of the time I am alone at home, this loneliness is not felt before the collision with family affection, but at this moment, at the dinner table, there are all ages, like a family picture, thoughts so far, the corners of my eyes are slightly moist, the feeling of home, it's really good!
Lei Zhenzi sat next to me and saw it, he patted me on the back, I nodded at him gratefully, who said that Lei Zhenzi had a problem with intelligence? Isn't this quite emotionally delicate!
"If you can't eat, eat less, you see, I'm crying."
Lei Zhenzi took the noodles away from my hand, I wanted to smoke him, but I was afraid of destroying the trace of emotion that had been cultivated so hard.
"Uncle, you're still used to eating this thing, right?"
Bai Qi had already finished eating the noodles at this time, and was drinking the noodle soup, but because the bowl was too big, his beard was long, and the long beard on his upper lip was all soaked in it.
"Fresh!" After drinking the noodle soup, Bai Qi put the bowl on the table, clicked his mouth and replied, "How did you get this?" It's just a bowl of noodles, how can you eat it so fresh in your mouth? ”
"Haha, because he used this, let me tell you, we didn't have this thing at that time, we just need to put a little bit in the food, the taste, don't talk about it." Lei Zhenzi took out MSG from his pocket like a treasure and couldn't stop shaking, and after saying that, he poked his finger into it and dipped it again.
"Uncle, don't touch this thing, it hurts if you eat too much." I poked myself in the head and began to speak.
"Wouldn't it? I just saw that he ate a lot when you went to cook! ”
"He's okay to eat, he can't die, you're different, no matter how you kill God, you're just a mortal person, don't compare with him, by the way, I have something to tell you, you killed more than a million people back then because the social environment was different at that time, and you were because the country was at war, no matter how many people you killed, it wouldn't be illegal to kill any more people, we are different from you back then, now it's a legal society, not to mention killing, even if you beat people, it's illegal, so you must not use a knife with someone in my place, is it?"
Bai Qi was about to answer, but You Heng pointed to his face on the side: "Beating people is illegal and beating me like this!" ”
I waved at him: "Shut up, you've run into a black club, they don't abide by the law, but they haven't been caught by the government, and they still can't eat and walk around if they are caught." ”
Bai Qi sighed: "The old and decrepit horse has been fighting for 37 years, and the figure is to unify the world, so as to truly avoid war, and now, this grand ambition has been realized by others, and the people can live and work in peace and contentment, so what else do I have to think?" In the future, you will be an idle cloud and wild crane and take care of your days. ”
Bai Qi means to be a quiet beautiful man, he is a few years old and old, and it is generally impossible to go out and fight with people or something, which makes me worry a lot.
"By the way, there's one more thing." I suddenly remembered the question about the title, there are a lot of people who have been running to me recently, a Dong Xiaozhuo, a Fan Jian, and a Huang Shuhe who came out of the detention center after ten days.
"I just said, in my place, your identity is confirmed, and there is no way to reveal it to others, in order to avoid panic, we have to create a family illusion, just like a family, now I tell outsiders that Lei Zi is Dong Xiao's personal hairstylist, and you will tell people this when someone asks in the future, you know?"
Lei Zhenzi nodded: "I know, I'm Dong Xiaozhu's private hairstylist, by the way, what does that private hairstylist do?" ”
"You don't care what a private hairstylist does, if someone asks you, you just tell people about it." After speaking, I pointed to You Heng again: "As for the mad god, I introduced it to someone as my cousin, and my brother is quite good on your side, no problem, and when someone asks in the future, they will say that you are my big cousin, who plays rock and roll, you know?" ”
You Heng snorted coldly: "You really know how to put gold on your face, I, You Heng, you are both intelligent and arrogant, how can you treat your identity as child's play like you!" ”
If he hadn't been hurt on his face, I really wanted to beat him again, and I was thinking about how to communicate with him, but Bai Qi said lightly on the side: "Pingyuanjun is indeed a genius of the ancient times, but no matter how you say it, this is not our era, I think it's better to just listen to the little brother, how about it?" ”
You Heng was slightly stunned, and after a while, he arched his hand to Bai Qi and said: "You are the god of killing in the Warring States, and Cao Mengde, Liu Jingsheng and others are not the same, I have no one in your life except for the eldest son Kong Wenju (Kong Rong) and the youngest Yang Dezu (Yang Xiu, Cao Cao's prime minister), you are an exception, since you have said it, then I will obey the order." ”
Seeing that You Heng agreed, I hurriedly agreed: "That's right, aren't you condescending to cover up your identity for such a big group of people?" It's good to have an explanation when others ask, you are tired, and I am such an unsuccessful cousin. ”
The title of the mad god has finally been solved, and as for the name, there is no need to change it anymore, anyway, when it comes to You Heng, few people have heard of it now, and his name in this house is the most unsound, so I'm a little better, at least I can still get a credit or something in the commissary downstairs.
Now there is still a white start, his age, when I am a grandfather, it is no problem at all, but he is now too big with Lei Zhenzi, I don't know how to arrange it.
"Or, when someone asks, you say it's my grandfather?" I cautiously said to the sidelines.
Bai Qi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "What else is there to discuss, just the two of us, you don't suffer if I am your grandfather, by the way, why is my grandfather not a grandfather?" ”
"Because my surname is Jiang......"
"Why, you don't have to hide your identity?"
"I won't hide it, I have an account here...... Yo! There's another thing I almost forgot, you can't call Lei Zi Grandpa Lei anymore in the future, if you want to call our family like that, it's all exposed. ”
"I'm afraid this is not good, after all, Grandpa Lei is from the Shang Dynasty......"
"I'm fine, I'll be like Mingzi in the future, I'll call you grandpa." Lei Zhenzi looked indifferent, and made Bai Qi very embarrassed: "That's ...... Then the decay will take advantage of you? ”
"Zhan Zhan Zhan, it's okay, it's okay." After Lei Zhenzi finished speaking, he ran to the sofa and lay down to watch TV, Nezha originally wanted to follow him to play on the computer, but as soon as he got up, he suddenly remembered something, touched his bun head on the side, and said, "You didn't seem to mention me after chatting for a long time, right?" What should I call it? Is it also like Akiko to call Bai Qi grandpa? ”
"You can't call him grandpa, you have to call him master."
Nezha pulled his hair and thought for a long time: "Master, why am I younger than you?" ”
"Because I claim that you are my son......"
As soon as I finished speaking, there was a sharp pain under my crotch, and the trafficker's words were really right, we can't afford to mess with the dwarfs who practice sanda......
I finally figured out everyone's identities, and I won't be afraid to introduce people anymore, I was in a happy mood, I packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and I didn't forget to ask You Heng to take the anti-inflammatory medicine before leaving.
"How should I eat this?"
"The white ones eat two slices, and the blue ones eat four slices."
After speaking, I went to the kitchen, and when I came out after washing the dishes, I saw that You Heng was sitting on a stool wiping his tears, and Bai Qi was hammering his back on the side.
"Why are you crying, is the medicine too unpalatable?" I asked, wiping my wet hands.
You Heng took a long breath and nodded, "It's really hard to eat." ”
I smiled: "The medicine is bitter, it's normal to be unpalatable, what's the matter, are you done eating?" ”
You Heng frowned and shook his head: "No, I just ate a piece, it's too big, and I can't swallow the rest." ”
What he said made me wonder, too big? How big can the pills be?
Just thinking about it, You Heng took out another medicine box from the plastic bag and said to me, "Look at the size of your medicine, how big it is!" I just pinched it and threw it in my mouth, I couldn't swallow it, I was stunned and stuck in my throat, if it wasn't for the god-killing action to quickly take water and rush it down for me, I would have almost choked to death. ”
I stepped forward and snatched the pill box in his hand and exclaimed, "Are you TM***?" How can you eat it with the packaging bag......"-
Partition -
I don't know why, it's so hard to write a book that can make everyone happy, those who come to say plagiarism and chaos all day long, I just want to ask, what else do I copy except for the routine of chaotic reversal? Can a pure funny book be copied by plagiarism? Without your own story, without your own baggage, what do you do to make your readers happy? If this book is really so easy to write, why hasn't there been a second chaotic birth after so many years? I think the only thing that is gratifying about writing this book is that there are so many readers who support Lao Jiu, and I think that this comedy book can be written in the end, and it should be that I finished it with tears, because it is too taunting.
From today onwards, if there are complaints about plagiarism in the book review area, don't blame me for banning and deleting them all, I don't want to see these words anymore to affect my mood, and even affect the quality of my writing, because it makes me unable to explain to the readers who support me