In the second half of the night, Peng Cheng woke up, he was thirsty and suffocated, his bladder almost exploded, but he didn't realize that there was urine when he woke up. Finally Peng Cheng understood, he staggered out of bed and got up, under the squeeze of this series of actions, his little stomach hurt, he almost couldn't hold his strength anymore, rushed into the toilet and stabbed out a long water dragon, the white smoke and smell came out together, and Peng Cheng's consciousness was gone.

This one peed for a long time, and when Peng Cheng returned to the house, he felt that the quilt was cold, and the wine was almost awake after this stirring, he could remember everything that happened today, and the regret in his heart was very tight. No one knows what is going on with such a toss today, and he doesn't even dare to think about how Bei Bei was found by her mother and then brought home.

He didn't want this to happen, he thought about it, Bei Bei called, and then cried like a kitten, and then she could hug her tightly, and cry with her, and everything was fine. But Peng Cheng still miscalculated Beibei, this girl may have pretended to be too much like a cat before, so he misunderstood.

If it weren't for the last call today, hey! Thinking of this, Peng Cheng was so annoyed! He was impulsive again. He turned on the TV, it was already past twelve o'clock, there were no channels, and the few remaining programs were all too much for him to watch. But Peng Cheng is Peng Cheng, and finally he thought that he could eat something so that he could think less about the ozone layer, so he searched his stomach at home, but found nothing.

Peng Cheng hadn't prepared anything to eat for a long time, and Aunt Xue was like a mother who had enough money and delicious food, and he didn't need to stock up on too many instant noodles. Despite this, Peng Cheng was still very serious, and even went through the shoe boxes that had not been used for a long time, and there was nothing, so he gave up. But the reminder of the stomach that already wanted to eat was really hungry, Peng Cheng put on his coat and went to the shop at the door to try his luck.

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This small shop is not only a store, like many such shops, there are goods outside, and there are two electric mahjong machines in a place of eight or nine square meters inside, which are used to play mahjong by those who have nothing to do.

Mahjong parlor, it sounds like some fame, this mahjong parlor usually doesn't play so late, but also Peng Cheng's luck, there is really a table playing mahjong in it today, and it hasn't left at this time, and the shop is not closed.

The heating was not burning well, and the stove was lit in the wheat shop, and the chimney was emitting black smoke, so that the words on the store's plaque could not be read clearly. Peng Cheng pushed the door in, and a wave of heat rushed over, which heated him up at once.

The mahjong sound in the room is sparse, the electric mahjong machine, the shuffle is always so atmospheric, Peng Cheng is not in a hurry to buy something, and he is in a circle. The proprietress who was sitting in the innermost room looked up at him, and only said "What to buy?" and lowered her head and continued to code cards, at such a juncture, she never had time to entertain Peng Cheng.

Peng Cheng heard the boss's question, answered, and turned around and entered the mahjong room. This kind of game also plays money, is his usual routine, the young man but where to play money there is no will not fiddle, see the mahjong how can not look at the reason.

"Instant noodles, I'll take them myself later. Saying that, Peng Cheng took out two yuan and gave it to the proprietress of the code card.

"This luck is still in the money, it seems that we will lose today. "It's a man at the same table, Peng Cheng hasn't seen it around here, dressed like five people and six, and he has a raw face. He is not tall and his hair is very tall, so he wants to use his hair to lengthen a little more and beat it with glue to make it stand upright. He looks quite white, authentic yellow and white, not very transparent. The old man has a delicate melon seed face, and he has a bit of a connection with Peng Chengzhi. The age is at least thirty, Peng Cheng looks very accurate, although this person looks very young and is dressed in about twenty, but Peng Cheng still thinks that this guy is definitely stinky and beautiful.

The chips on the table of the four people were fairly average, but Peng Cheng still knew that the eldest brother wearing mink on the right had lost the most, and there were a lot of chips, but there was no bull. This eldest brother is not a resident of the neighborhood, but he always comes to this store to play mahjong, and Peng Cheng has seen it a few times. This pot (a game of mahjong, called pot in local dialect) seems to be over, Peng Cheng thought so, but what he never expected was that he only watched a handful, and the big brother lost all the chips.

In fact, the eldest brother who wears the mink is not bad, this one has an excellent hand, and the hand is to listen, and the eldest brother is also very happy, a little excited. If you want to say that people who play money should not have such a performance, since they have come to play, those who don't have money still take it so seriously, and it's strange if they don't lose money. Peng Cheng's heart is transparent and white, don't look at wearing mink, but there may not be tickets in the pocket of wearing mink, maybe how to smash the pot and sell iron, the old lady is sick and doesn't care, so she bought a mink to show off, this mahjong is not small at a glance, can you not shake?

The young guy here pretends to be a good hand, and the same hand is listening, but if he wins, it will be much smaller than the big brother. At this time, Peng Cheng noticed that the young man's long and thin fingers were very beautiful, so he subconsciously glanced at his hands, which were okay, not as beautiful as his own hands.

In the first circle, everyone threw the limelight, and the young man threw it into the limelight, but this Peng Cheng was a little thoughtful, and the young man took apart the West Wind and played it, and dismantled a good card to listen to it? Oops, let's live!

"Eldest sister's card is too smooth, and I don't plan to let us bring money back today. As she spoke, she counted out a portion of her stack of chips and gave it to the proprietress . The eldest brother paid all the chips, "I fell out of the pot." As he spoke, he took out another thousand yuan from his purse, "Two pots, aren't you?" and the money was placed on the table and left.

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When Peng Cheng returned home with instant noodles, he found that there was a bag on the kitchen shelf, which was the kind that Bei Bei had bought for him before, five big packets, and there was such a bag left. The mouse hole was turned over just now, but I didn't look up here.

"The seafood flavor I bought for you, the other flavors are too pungent, this will be better, and your mouth ulcers won't hurt too much if you eat this taste." Bei Bei was wearing a red cotton jacket, holding instant noodles and putting them on the shelf, Peng Cheng felt that he could see it now, this girl used to be his dream, she would always smile, her big eyes were a little narrow, and there was a period when he really felt that his dream had come true, but he was ruthless, pinched too tightly, and crushed the dream.

Thinking of this, the young man just felt a little bit of heart, and the torrent was surging again, and the pain was unbearable. This emotion came suddenly, Peng Cheng's heart was so bad that he cooked two packets of instant noodles in a hurry. It's not a noodle with one flavor, and the two flavors are mixed together, and it's okay, not unpalatable.

Peng Cheng called Aunt Xue while eating, and the old lady answered the phone quickly and fed it quietly. Peng Cheng was nervous and whispered: "I'll eat some instant noodles and come over in a while." ”

Peng Cheng didn't feel inappropriate at all, as usual, but unfortunately Aunt Xue rejected her for the first time today.

"Is your old Zhou at home?" Peng Cheng slurped noodles and asked quietly, but Aunt Xue still didn't let me: "I'll wait downstairs if it's okay, I'll tell you, this will definitely work." ”