Chapter 13 A drunken solution to a thousand sorrows
"That person's name is Zhao Yuan, and I only know his name. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Wang Chen's voice came from behind, "There will be no time after the ć»ć»ć»ć»ć»ć» of escape." ā
Shen Xiaoyao's footsteps paused, but soon moved at a faster frequency, gradually, from walking to running.
He's hating.
What he hated was not that Wang Chen had harmed him at the beginning, but that Wang Chen was among the people who had harmed him at the beginning.
-- A man whom he has always regarded as a sibling and a brother.
Shen Xiaoyao's face was gloomy when he returned to the Hanging Pot Pavilion, and Sun Simiao's eyelids jumped: "What's wrong?" Your face is not suitable for work! ā
Seeing that Shen Xiaoyao was still silent, Sun Simiao seemed to have thought of something, and the slender willow eyebrows of the two leaves instantly stood up: "Could it be that those people from the Jiang family gave you a blank check?" It's so deceitful! I'm going to theorize with them now! Playing this kind of trick with such a small amount of money really ruined the name of their first family in Jiangcheng! ā
As he spoke, he walked outside angrily, and said as he walked: "I know that you men have a good face, so you don't have to come forward in this matter!" If I don't scold them so much that they don't dare to go out, I won't call Sun Simiao! ā
"Alright, that's not it! I got the money. Seeing that Sun Simiao really had the posture of going to the Jiang family to scold, Shen Xiaoyao finally spoke angrily.
However, being troubled by Sun Simiao like this, the gloom between his eyebrows was dispelled a little.
Sun Simiao turned around when she heard this, revealing a confused expression: "What's going on with that?" You tell me, who made you unhappy, I took a silver needle to send it a few stitches, I made her menstrual disorders for the woman, and I made him live for life! ā
A few smiles finally appeared on Shen Xiaoyao's face: "You are too poisonous!" ā
Seeing that Shen Xiaoyao was smiling, Sun Simiao's eyes also narrowed into a slit: "That's, haven't you heard of the most poisonous woman's heart?" ā
After speaking, he directly closed the door of the Hanging Pot Pavilion and sat down in front of him in Shen Xiaoyao's puzzled eyes: "Since you are in a bad mood, I will close the door and thank you reluctantly, and reluctantly give you a mental health counseling." ā
Shen Xiaoyao smiled bitterly, quite self-deprecating: "Okay, you show me, if you make me happy, I'll give you 50 million!" ā
"I don't want 50 million, you can do it if you are happy!" Sun Simiao laughed twice, "Let's talk about it first, what is going on." ā
Shen Xiaoyao's face gradually sank, and even the wry smile disappeared, leaving only a lonely face, and slowly began to speak.
"The phone call I received was from a roommate of mine at university, who said that he had something very important to ask me for and wanted to meet with me in detail. I haven't seen each other for almost two weeks after graduation, and I'm actually quite looking forward to this meeting, but the result, heh, it's really funny. ā
Speaking of this, Shen Xiaoyao paused, looked at Sun Simiao, and smiled reluctantly: "Do you remember what I told you about my freshman year in prison?" He said that it had something to do with him, and that he was one of the people behind the framing of me in prison. ā
"He told me this with tears in his eyes, he said that he couldn't sleep every night, that he was suffering every day, but you said, can I forgive him?"
Sun Simiao's eyelids drooped and she didn't speak, although she acted a little recklessly, no matter how rough the character was, there was also a delicate side. She knows very well that she can't judge this kind of thing, and she is not qualified to judge.
Shen Xiaoyao didn't expect to get Sun Simiao's answer, and continued: "To be honest, although I didn't get my graduation certificate and degree certificate, I am actually doing quite well now, and I just got 100 million!" Maybe now someone I don't know is standing in front of me and telling me that he hurt me, and maybe I'll thank him. But why, why is it my brother? ā
There are some things that both brothers and strangers have done, and your hatred for your brother is one point, and your hatred for strangers is ten points.
And there are some things, both brothers and strangers have done, and your hatred for strangers is one point, and your hatred for brothers is ten thousand.
Sun Simiao suddenly stood up: "I'm a woman, I really don't understand these things for you men." But I don't know how to enlighten you, but I have a way to make you forget all this unhappiness! ā
After speaking, he ran directly to the warehouse, and not long after, he walked out with an antique jar.
"Wine?" Shen Xiaoyao frowned, "I don't know how to drink!" ā
"It's a good thing that you don't know how to drink! If you don't get drunk after a thousand cups, it's called trouble! Sun Simiao patted the wine jar and put it in front of Shen Xiaoyao like a treasure, "Let me tell you, this is my grandfather's bold tonic wine, countless dignitaries and dignitaries begged for a cup but couldn't get it, it's all for you today, it's full!" ā
Shen Xiaoyao thought to himself, the ancients said that getting drunk can relieve a thousand sorrows, maybe there is some truth, so he uncovered the mud seal on the wine jar, picked up the wine jar and drank a big sip.
"Hey, it's sweet, like juice." After drinking, he was stunned, "Are you sure this is wine?" ā
Sun Simiao said proudly: "This is a kind of bold tonic wine specially made by my grandfather according to my taste, and the taste is much better than ordinary wine." ā
"Your tastes match your personality." After Shen Xiaoyao finished speaking, he lowered his head and took another big mouthful.
"Drink slowly!" Sun Simiao frowned, "It tastes like juice, it's a taste, this is an out-and-out liquor, the degree is not low, you will have an accident if you drink it like this!" ā
After speaking, Sun Simiao snatched the wine jar, but after a while, the little nose twitched cutely, then raised her snow-white neck, lifted the wine jar and poured a sip, looking quite heroic, reminiscent of Lin Qingxia's version of the undefeated Dongfang drinking in the lake.
After taking a sip, it seemed that he was not satisfied, Sun Simiao raised his head and took another sip, and found that his hand was empty, and the wine jar had been held in Shen Xiaoyao's arms.
I saw Shen Xiaoyao just like this for a while, his face was already red, and he looked at Sun Simiao with dissatisfaction while holding the wine jar: "You are embarrassed to talk about me, and you are no different from me!" ā
Sun Simiao was annoyed and ashamed, and reached out to grab the wine jar, Shen Xiaoyao was willing to give in, turned his body and drank a few big sips, and after drinking, he took the initiative to hand the wine jar to Sun Simiao, and read in his mouth: "You said, it is the brother who sacrificed his life to save you, and the brother who stabbed you with the knife!" Brother, brother, what are you talking about? ā
"Now you don't have to worry about this!" Sun Simiao took over the wine jar and slapped it on the table with a "snap", "Just drink, don't think about anything, I guarantee that you will forget all your troubles while drinking!" ā
Ten minutes later, Sun Simiao was lying unconscious on the cash register, but Shen Xiaoyao was holding the empty wine jar in one hand and the edge of the table with the other, drunk and confused, and said inarticulately: "Drunk...... Untie...... Solve a thousand sorrows, the ancients ...... Honest...... Don't lie to me! You...... Don't tell me, I'm real...... The more ...... The more I drink, the happier I get, and now I ...... At...... I can ...... in my heart It's much more enjoyable! ā
"Hey! Say...... Speak! Seeing that Sun Simiao was motionless, Shen Xiaoyao reached out and was about to push her twice.
But it was good that the hand he was holding on to the edge of the table did not let go, as soon as he let go, the whole person immediately became shaky, and after a while, he "plopped" and fell directly to the ground.