In total, there is a small shop of 57 square meters.

In the middle and back of the table is a large red lacquered wood table, which is filled with scattered miscellaneous items, most of which are wine bottles. and a white big-headed computer that occupies the most space and has been eliminated by the times.

There was a middle-aged man with gray temples and a 42 or 3-year-old man sitting on a chair inside the table. Wearing a black and yellow half-cut sleeve with a stand-up collar, why is it black and yellow, because this half-cut sleeve used to be pure black, and I haven't bought a new one for four years.

He is Lao Zhou.

Judging from Lao Zhou's appearance alone, he is rich and noble, but his luck is inexplicable and he doesn't know what kind of big man he has hollowed out, leaving him with the luck of barely making ends meet.

This luck is gone, Wu Yanzu, whose facial features and temperament are comparable to those of a middle-aged person, can definitely be said to be a girl killer like an uncle. Now he was listless, so thin that he was out of shape, the same as if he was malnourished before he died, and his face was black and purple.

He also had a severe slump in his shoulder, leaning to the left to a certain point, standing or sitting, forever crooked.

In his left hand, he held a large white magnetic tea jar, and sucked the liquid inside, which overflowed with the smell of inferior liquor.

He rarely drinks water, let alone drinks.

If there is a clear liquid in the tea jar, it proves that you are drinking liquor.

If there is a yellow liquid in the tea jar, it proves that you are drinking beer.

The wine is also very fixed, beer drinks 3 yuan a bottle of big green stick, liquor drinks 5.5 yuan flat bottle Niulanshan Erguotou.

He drank a great amount of alcohol and was so addicted to alcohol that he got drunk only a handful of times. But he can only drink one kind of wine, not both, if he mixes, he will ensure more, and if he has more, he will ensure that he will sing.

Singing is also something that most people have never heard, such as "Maybe I will never wake up again when I fall, do you still have to look forward to it forever?" If so, don't be sad, the flag of the country has our blood-stained demeanor!"

Every time he sang, he would stand up slowly, use all the energy and strength of his body, and stand up in a military posture close to the standard.

If he didn't enjoy singing, he would continue to recite poems, such as "pointing out the country, inspiring words, and dung for thousands of households." Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves curb the flying boat? ”

At this time, his eyes will be unusually clear, as if he is full of infinite worship of his ancestors, and it is only after he is drunk that he remembers the passionate and generous faith that once belonged to him.

I only saw that he had done these two things, according to Fang Fatzi, they once drank alone, he deliberately mixed the two, drank quite happily, drank quite happily, Lao Zhou sang and recited poems without giving off, and finally leaned against the wall in confusion, muttering words that others couldn't hear clearly.

According to Lao Zhou, he is the least lonely when he drinks too much, those he knows, who are dead, those he knows, who are about to die, all return to him, and talk to him about the fragments of memory that were fragmented before.

Talk about the pork stewed vermicelli in the Northeast, talk about the Qinhuai Fengyue that makes people forget to return, talk about the old mountain on the border of the country, and talk about the desperate situation that adventure has passed.

Talk about the world of flowers that you have been to or have not been.

He seems to have been to all parts of the country, and although his hometown is from Songdong, he has always declared himself a foreigner. even drank a lot of bragging bullshit, saying that when he was young, he had been on the ground in Shaanxi X, had blown up mines in Mountain X, had been graves in River N, and had fucking jumped over with his fairy sisters on the top of Kunlun in the snowy region, and he was a famous ruthless man who was well-known at home and abroad in the early years.

Of course, it was notorious that he never admitted that he was a good person.

The accent tone is also very strange, and the southern and northern tones do not distinguish between flat and upturned tongues.

He holds the mouse in his right hand, playing the landlord, this is the only game he loves to play, Internet addiction is as big as alcohol addiction, 20 penguin numbers a day are enough for 100,000 happy beans, not enough for him to lose, he will scold his mother when he loses, what is ugly to scold, live like an immature child.

Say that he is chic, but he is not chic, and it is not good to do business with a small broken shop.

Say that he is not chic, but also very chic, money is like the past in his eyes, he doesn't care about it at all, and he is content with the money he usually smokes and drinks.

"Old Zhou! Playing with it?!"

I walked into the store and said hello to him cordially, if it is based on seniority, there is nothing wrong with calling him uncle, but he likes to let us call him Lao Zhou, and he didn't specifically say what his name is, how old is it.

"Tsk!"

Lao Zhou shook his head and tasted the "aged wine" in the teacup, and then scolded as steady as Mount Tai without emotion: "I'm just a muddy horse!" Are you paralyzed in this card or what's the matter? You're so unconscionable?!"

"Old Zhou, Old Zhou."

As soon as I saw that he was playing cards and losing, I suddenly felt that the lucky dice were quite a match for him, and they were all "outlaws" who were anxious to play.

"Huh?"

Lao Zhou opened his big eyes vigorously, and said softly as if he had come back to his senses: "Oops! Isn't this Xiao Yizi? Didn't you fall off the sixth floor? Listen to Xiao Fangzi, you miserable death!"

"It's not dead, it's not dead, the hospital has rescued it!"

I said embarrassedly, and then greeted his slumped left shoulder with sincerity: "Hello sister-in-law!"

"Whew~"

A gust of wind blew over his shoulder, as if to return the salute to me.

The reason why he collapsed his shoulder was because he didn't know how he used to keep the soul of his wife who died in a car accident and planted it in his shoulder, and the two coexisted in the same place, but left a scar that is difficult to heal.

He is very capable, and he made the five rings of incense that I need to praise incense, but he never told me what materials he made, never said which school he was, and he explained that it was taught to him by a white-bearded old man in his dream.

Anyway, I didn't believe what he said.

Yin Qi eroded his dilapidated body all the time, causing his body to become weaker and weaker, and his shoulder injury became more and more serious, and it is estimated that in another two years, if he did not send his wife's soul away, he would be paralyzed and completely bedridden.

The human body really can't accept this kind of play.

Before I got the power of perception, I accidentally noticed Lao Zhou's situation and persuaded him several times, send my sister-in-law away, if I stay like this, everyone and every ghost will suffer, and I won't get a good end.

But he told me that his daughter-in-law is his breath of heart to live in the world, and if his heart is scattered, many unfinished things will not be completed, and no one will repay the debts he owes.

When he said this, I seemed to be able to foresee the countless karmic debts of the Yin and Yang worlds pressing down on his backbone, which he did not dare to bend.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Your sister-in-law has been doing well lately, and I'm doing well. ”

Lao Zhou put down the mouse and the tea jar, looked at me and Fang Fatzi, symbolically sorted out the collar, showed a mouthful of unbrushed cigarette burnt teeth, and said implicitly: "What are you two looking for me for?" I don't have any money to borrow, I smoke Linhai Ganoderma lucidum today, and I really have a breeze in my pocket! ”

"It's not about borrowing money from you, I'm looking for you to have a drink."

I scratched my head helplessly, and slowly told the truth: "I moved with Fang Fatzi, and I was looking for a hot pot stove to add popularity, so I wanted to call you over, let's eat something together, you stay alone, and you don't eat seriously."

"Okay!"

Lao Zhou readily agreed, got up and was about to go out.

"You don't play landlord anymore!?"

Fang Fatzi looked at the computer screen on the side: "Okay!" This one lost hundreds of thousands of happy beans, you are standing up! Dare to play high times!? ”

"Play with eggs, 20 or so Penguins have lost!"

When Lao Zhou mentioned fighting the landlord, he had the urge to smash the keyboard and mouse: "It's really useless to touch a stupid man, with two kings in his hands, he won't blow up anything!" I'm! If he is in front of me, I have to take a knife to his stomach to relieve his anger!"

"Gotta get it, don't say it, I know that you will kill people as soon as you leave!"

I quickly stopped the topic and continued to pull the calf, I don't have to eat today, I can accompany Lao Zhou to buy a new computer.

"Fuck it!"

Lao Zhou couldn't stop grinding.

"Let's go, let's eat! Eat your favorite hot pot today. ”

I'm like coaxing a child, coaxing an emotionally disturbed old Zhou.

"Fuck it!"

Old Zhou Mo was stunned and didn't ease up his strength, and was still scolding.

"Alright, alright, let's eat."

I pulled him out of his chair and he was about to walk out.

"Fuck it!"

The more persuaded Lao Monday, the more crazy he became, kicked in the pile of burning paper.

"Let's eat hot pot."

I gave Fang Fat a look and pulled him out of the store forcefully.