53 If the Gaze Could Kill (Part II)

"Tomorrow, let's find someone to inquire about the situation."

Sitting on the side, Yang Shaohui, who had not spoken for a long time, came out coldly, which startled the people present, he had no authority to speak, and every time he encountered something important, he would consult Wang Fengmei.

So Li Yuehua still pinned her hopes on Wang Fengmei, hoping that she could reach out and pull them for the sake of the neighbors, for the sake of Wei Fuhai's usual good behavior, and for the sake of a few children playing well.

The cunning and witty Wang Fengmei naturally understood Li Yuehua's intentions, but she kept being sloppy, Wei Gospel smiled bitterly in her heart, obviously Li Yuehua pressed the wrong treasure, even if she brought the whole family to beg her, it was useless, Wang Fengmei is not the kind of person who will remember the old love, Wei Fuhai is a warm-hearted person, happy to help others, and will pull anyone when he is in trouble, but no one will be grateful to you for doing this, because no one asks you to do this, and a kind gesture may not necessarily be exchanged for a good return.

Yang Shaohui frowned, and said: "The most important thing at the moment is to rescue people first, even if a place like the police station is a good person to go in, you have to peel off the skin when you come out."

It's as if he's been in there.

If Wang Fengmei said, 'Find someone to inquire', it would be mostly perfunctory, but Yang Shaohui said to help, then he would definitely help, and Wei Gospel cast a grateful look at him.

"When Lao Wei comes out of it, our brothers will have a good drink."

Wei Gospel retracted his gaze in time.

The people present chuckled in their hearts, thinking: When are you still thinking about this kind of?

Yang Shaohui and Wei Fuhai are drinking friends, he is bored with drinking, sometimes he calls Wei Fuhai to drink with him, Wei Fuhai is a familiar acquaintance, up to an eighty-year-old woman, down to two or three years old children He can say a few words, it just so happens that Yang Shaohui is also a familiar personality, the two hit it off at first sight, the feeling of hating each other, the more they chat, the more speculative.

For this reason, Wei Gospel has quite a headache.

One day after school, Wei Gospel went into the house to do his homework as usual, Li Yuehua was burning the fire in the kitchen, after a long time, it was getting late, Li Yuehua said anxiously: "You go to Yang to have a look, your father went to his house to drink and has not come back yet."

It was also the first time she had been to his house.

Wei Gospel stood at the door of Yang Longfei's house and lingered, a strong smell of wine came to his face, the smell of alcohol in the air alone was enough to make an adult faint, Wei Gospel covered his nose with one hand, fanned the wind with the other, and pushed the door in.

The smell of alcohol in the room was more than ten times stronger than outside, Wei Fuxin covered his nose and coughed chokingly, the room was filled with smoke, a slender wire hung down from the roof, and a white glare light hung above the table.

A boxy table is full of dishes, it seems that the dinner is very rich, large and small plates and saucers slightly counted twelve or thirteen, the table is not big, enough for a family of four to eat, the square table seems to not be able to place so many dishes, so I have to put the plates on the plate crookedly, the oily soup overflows the edge of the plate, flows to the table, and gathers a stream of juice on the table "pop pop" dripping down.

The air outside was hot and humid, and the room was filled with smoke, wine, and fog, like a cave house of demons and monsters.

Wei Fuhai frowned slightly, in front of him, there were people sitting at each end of the table, Wei Fuhai's face was red, his eyes were foggy, his upper body was lying on the chair, his two legs were softly stepping on the stool, as if he was about to fall, Yang Shaohui was delirious, the empty wine glass was held high above his head, and he raised his head to make a drinking motion, although there was no wine in the wine cup, he was still satisfied with smashing his mouth, closing his eyes and tasting slowly.

Wei Gospel saw that the two of them were not lightly drunk, and sighed again and again, she didn't know what was good about liquor, it was bitter and spicy, and it was harmful to health.

Li Yuehua asked her to take Wei Fuhai home safe and sound, Wei Gospel bent down and whispered in Wei Fuhai's ear: "Dad, don't drink, let's go home."

Wei Fuhai's face was ruddy, and he opened his eyes in a daze, before he opened his mouth, Yang Shaohui on the other side expressed his opinion, and roared: "No, don't go anywhere."

He slapped the table with one hand, and the plates on the table made a chaotic sound, and he shouted: "No, your father can't go anywhere, don't you see that we are drinking, and the child will go aside."

Wei Gospel was so frightened that he didn't dare to make a sound, and shrank behind Wei Fuhai.

Wei Fuhai was drunk and sleepy, lying on the chair softly and falling asleep, just half-squinting his eyes, two seconds later there was a heavy snoring sound from his nose, Wei Gospel was completely out of line, she glanced at Yang Shaohui, and saw him pouring wine into the cup in a delirium, and his upper body swayed, as if he would fall down when the wind blew.

Wei Fuxin had the courage to be next to Wei Fuhai's ear, shook his arm gently, and whispered: "Dad, don't sleep, let's go home and sleep."

Wei Fuhai snorted as if he didn't understand, and he didn't move.

Wei Gospel looked at the two drunk and unconscious adults in front of him, helpless.

There was a sudden exclamation behind him.

"Oh, rare guests, big coming, missing welcome."

Who else is this voice, who will not sleep in the middle of the night and come out of the room to greet her?

Yang Longfei rubbed his eyes sleepily, his half-open placket revealed his strong chest, and he smiled slightly when he saw the visitor.

"Don't be poor, my dad was drunk at your house, I really don't know what liquor is good about." Wei Fu's face was blue, as if he was blaming him.

Yang Longfei glanced up at the watch hanging on the wall, and pretended to be surprised: "It's so late, I finished my homework and went to sleep." As if to explain that he didn't drink, Wei Gospel said in his heart: The more you describe, the darker it becomes, why haven't I seen you write your homework.

Wei Gospel snorted coldly, looked at the sweet Wei Fuhai who was sleeping on the chair, and then looked at Yang Longfei, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said, "You can help me carry my dad home, I can't carry it."

"Haha, you think too highly of me." Yang Longfei shrugged his shoulders and said, "Your father must crush me to death."

"It's not that serious." Wei Gospel looked at the disparity between the two figures, although Yang Longfei was tall, he was a slender young man, and it was impossible to bear Wei Fuhai's weight, so he smiled helplessly: "Hey, why is our father so unreliable."

Yang Longfei also giggled.

While they were talking, Yang Shaohui finally couldn't hold on, and with a "bang", his head slammed on the table, and he fell asleep like he lost his sense of pain.

After a while, Wei Gospel smiled and said to Yang Longfei: "Don't just stand, help your father to the bed first, you can't lie on the table and sleep all night."

Yang Longfei stretched his five fingers into the messy hair and scratched it, his sleepy eyes were hazy, he didn't respond positively, he looked left and right, as if there was something unspeakable, and suddenly, his face changed, and he raised his leg and rushed towards Wei Gospel.

Wei Fuxin stood closest to the door, and seeing that he, an unscrupulous son, didn't even care about his father's life or death, he took a step back, opened his arms, and blocked Yang Longfei's way.

"Where are you going? You're too unfilial, your dad is a drunken mess, so you let him sleep on the table! ”

Yang Longfei ran up and galloped, and Wei Gospel blocked the door unguardedly, but fortunately he got stuck in time and didn't pounce on it.

"Oops, let me out, I'll be back in a moment." Yang Longfei seemed to be in a hurry, wanting to push away Wei Gospel's hand.

"What are you going to do!" Wei Gospel questioned loudly, not giving an inch, he had to let him say that he was ugly.

Yang Longfei raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth curved, and said loudly: "Pee!"