"You say, God didn't mean it, Hiccup!" Han Qiu was drunk and lying on the table, his face was crimson like a woman smearing rouge, and several empty wine jars were placed next to him.

On the other hand, Song Jiu has been drinking two jars of wine for so long. Compared with Han Qiu, who was drinking booze, he was much more gentle.

"After so many years, I finally fell in love with a girl, and as a result, she actually made such a joke with me. You say, it's funny, it's funny, it's not funny? Han Qiu, who was talking, cried, with a handful of snot and tears: "Why do you say my life is so bitter!" Don't I just want to find someone who doesn't dislike it and live a down-to-earth life? Why, why are you making such a joke with me. "The whole person looked embarrassed.

He originally planned to live alone in this life, but he didn't expect to meet Rong Yun. When he had the idea of starting a family, something happened, and it wasn't a joke about what he was.

"Tell me, is there anyone worse than me? No more, no more. ”

Song Jiu didn't know how to persuade him, in the end, it was his fault in this matter, but no one expected it to develop into such a surprise, and it was too late to find out later.

Han Qiu was still crying and drinking crazy, he was crying and scolding Song Jiu, scolding fate as a man, and scolding himself.

After scolding, he pulled Song Jiu and asked him to take him to see Rong Yun, he wanted to ask her in person if it was true and why.

This naturally can't, Song Jiu is very helpless.

After listening to it for most of the night, I saw that the surrounding shops were closed one after another, and the boss behind the counter dozed off with his arms propped up. Song Jiu got up and grabbed the person's arm and helped him stand up: "It's late, it's time to go back." ”

"Get out of here, Lao Tzu can go by himself."

It is said that wine is strong and intimidating, and it is not false at all to come here.

Han Qiu shook off Song Jiu's hand and staggered to the wine jar, and Song Jiu turned around and went to the counter to give money when he saw this.

The boss yawned and accepted the money, and the person also gossiped at Han Qiunu and asked him quietly: "Rejected by the girl?" ”

Seeing that Song Jiu didn't say anything, the boss didn't ask him much and asked him a few copper plates and said comfortingly: "Woman, there will be the next shop in this village." Three-legged toads are hard to find, but two-legged women are still hard to find? I advise your brother to open a little, and look at it. ”

Han Qiu, who was drunk over there, looked at the two of them there with a confused look, and the old man standing behind the cabinet actually glanced obscenely at this side, and Han Qiu glared back.

Then, unable to wait, he staggered out the door. The boss Yu Guang swept it and hurriedly told Song Jiu.

Song Jiu glanced back, quickly put the copper plate in his pocket, thanked the boss and chased out.

"It's okay, I'll come back next time!" The owner replied warmly.

The last table of guests left, and the boss stretched and closed the door to rest.

Han Qiu, who went out alone, stumbled against the wall, and could stumble and fall on the flat ground.

Song Jiu hurriedly caught up and didn't say anything, only stretched out his hand to help the person up.

Reasoning with a drunkard or something is the most time-wasting. It's better to have that tongue than to do it directly, it's direct and fast.

Han Qiu, who was so drunk, tried hard to drill into the ground, he pulled Song Jiu and asked vigorously, why did God treat him like this, why did she treat him like this.

The watchman couldn't help but glance at the two of them when they passed by.

Song Jiu finally helped the person to the door of the store, but Han Qiu was not stunned and refused to go in, afraid that the threshold would be held on the ground. The one who shouted to the heavens and the earth was very difficult to hear.

was pierced by the magic sound, and Song Yu picked his ears impatiently. No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will be angry, not to mention that he is not a person with a good temper.

That is, thinking about the relationship between the two, and he is also partly responsible for this matter. Otherwise, he will just throw it on the street and leave.

"Why, I never bullied beggars, I occasionally saw some people pitiful, and I took out two copper plates, I didn't want to buy steamed buns to eat, and I was hungry to set up a stall all morning......" Han Qiu cried while counting some messy and inconsequential words.

It's completely confused, and I don't know what I'm talking about.

"Song Jiu, why do you say my life is so bitter......"

Song Jiu didn't know what to say.

Han Qiu turned over and sat up slightly against the door panel behind him: "Is there still wine?" Give me another jar, and I can still drink it. Tonight, whoever is not drunk is the grandson. ”

“........ Alas! Song Jiu sighed, opened the door, entered the house, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Han Qiu.

The person took the grunt and dried it in one gulp, and after drinking it, he felt that the taste was not right, and he frowned and said twice: "Old Song, when did you make this wine, why does it taste wrong, is it bad?" After speaking, he muttered and asked Song Jiu to throw it away quickly, and turned around to drink something wrong.

Looking at Han Qiu, who was chattering non-stop, Song Jiu had a headache, how could he not find out that this person was so fond of talking before.

"What's wrong?"

The evening song listened to the sound, put on a coat, and came down from the upper floor with a candle lamp in his hand. Before approaching, a smell of wine rushed to his nose, and Wan Ge covered his nose and took a few steps back: "How much wine have you drunk?" ”

This smell is too big.

"I didn't drink much, he drank a lot." Song Jiu pointed to Han Qiu, who was chanting non-stop in his mouth on the ground.

"He's ....... Got it? ”

"Hmm!" Song Yu nodded: "Originally, paper couldn't hold the fire, but I knew it was a matter of time." ”

"No wonder." This is not surprising.

Song Yu asked Wange to let Bian Er go up, and he carried the people in first. It's okay to carry it in, and I didn't hear it from anyone at the top of the house anyway. The most important thing is that even if you run, you are in it.

Hearing this, the evening song quickly flashed aside.

A big man has more than 100 pounds, and Song Jiu carried people into the house, like carrying a half-sized wild boar.

Probably because he was too drunk, Han Qiu, who had been making a lot of noise before, was thrown on the wooden bed by Song Jiu, and fell asleep twice.

"I'll take a shower, you go up and rest first."

"Alright, I'm up now." Song yawned and went back to the house.

Not long after lying down, Song Jiu came up with a body of water.

"You told him everything?" Wan Ge asked him sideways with sleepiness.

"Not to mention what can be done, he knows everything." Song Ji took off his clothes and lay beside Wan Ge.

"Auntie didn't let you ......"

"It doesn't make a difference whether I say it or not, he knows what he should know." Others who shouldn't know don't know.

"Sleep, don't think about it." Song Jiu hugged the evening song, and the rooster was about to crow soon, so if he didn't hurry up and go to sleep, tonight would have passed.

Seeing that he was sleepy, Wan Ge didn't ask much, closed his eyes and fell asleep in the person's arms.

When Han Qiu woke up the next day, wow, the headache was like it was about to explode, not to mention it.

"You're awake." Qian Cui came in and happened to see Han Qiu wake up and sit up from the bed.

In the morning, Song Jiu was busy going out because of something, so he asked Qian Cui and Lu Sheng to keep an eye on Han Qiu. It's just that this wine is probably drunk, and Han Qiu hasn't woken up after noon.

Just now, the two of them were still thinking about whether to use some method to wake people up.

"Why am I here?" Han Qiu's voice was so hoarse that he could barely hear what he was saying.

Others had just woken up, and some of them hadn't come back to their senses, and they hadn't figured out where they were.

"You went to drink with Shopkeeper Song last night, and you drank too much. It was the shopkeeper who carried you back. Qian Cui said and poured a cup of hot tea for him to moisten his throat.

"Thank you." Han Qiu took the teacup with both hands and took a sip, his hot and sore throat was moistened by water, and he felt a lot better.

"The pot is warm for you, but it should be cold after so long." Qian Cui opened the lid of the pot and touched the wall of the bowl: "You wait for me for a while, I'll give you a hot one." ”

Say that when people sit down in front of the stove, they start a fire and heat the meal.

Han Qiushengsheng, who originally wanted to say that he didn't need to, swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, and sat on the bed honestly and waited.

At first, I didn't think there was anything, but with the fragrance wafting out of the pot, the stomach gurgled uncontrollably. The sound was as loud as thunder, and Qian Cui, who was sitting in front of the stove, could hear it clearly and couldn't help but snicker.

"Ahem." Han Qiu coughed lightly a little embarrassed, and asked her in disguise What about Song Jiu? Where did it go?

"Shopkeeper Song has something to do."

"Oh."

Han Qiu looked around a little idlely, and found that there seemed to be some changes in the stove room compared to the previous two days. Something is missing.

Touching the futon under him, Han Qiu still didn't ask.

"The meal is ready." Qian Cui patted the scum on his hands, got up and uncovered the lid of the pot, and brought out the food inside and put it on the small table next to him: "You eat first, I'll go ahead and take a look." ”

With that, the man walked out.

Han Qiu glanced at his back, then slowly moved to the table with his hungry stomach aching, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and devoured them. As he was eating, he suddenly saw the wooden bed he was lying on just now, and he paused for a moment, then lowered his eyelids and took a big bite to eat.

By the time Qian Cui came back, Han Qiu had already eaten all the rage.

"Well, I'm hungry......"

Qian Cui pursed her lips and laughed twice, and without saying anything, she took the dishes and chopsticks and washed them. Seeing this, Han

The wine was drunk, and the wine was spilled, and I slept and ate. I didn't come home all night, and I don't know what the little ones in the family are worried about. Song Jiu didn't wait in Han Qiu, and hurriedly left after thanking Qian Cui and the others.

As for the matter related to Rong Yun, Han Qiu did not mention it again.

Since it is impossible to entangle any further, why not mention sadness again, or even hurt the friendship between brothers.

It's just a woman, it's a big deal that he has lived alone all his life, anyway, he has been like that for the past twenty years, and it's not false.