After Song Guo finished speaking, he drank the wine suddenly, "The man should be in serious danger, how can he let Ruguan misunderstand this life?" The situation is that the country is in danger, and the feathers are fighting for nothing! ”

"You don't see it, Han Zhongjun, the weak crown is a captive, please Changying, you don't see it, Ban Dingyuan, the peerless light cavalry urges the battle cloud!" A strong male voice came from the hall, obviously knowing Song Da, "Brother Song, pride!" ”

Song Da and I looked back: That Miantang caresses Bai Wei!

After a year or two, Bai Wei is more slender and beautiful, a pair of white and delicate little hands are uneasily clasped together, the slender ten fingers are as white as frost and snow, tender as soft, only her body trembled slightly, and she looked up, revealing a small face of melon seeds as pure as porcelain during the day, delicate willow leaves and light eyebrows, and a pair of apricot eyes as soft as autumn water, clear and clear, as if they could drip down.

That Miantang's eyes are deep, like a pool of lake looking at us, and he is holding Bai Wei's soft and boneless little hand! It turned out that Miantang was the dream lover that Bai Wei was thinking about, and it seemed that good things were coming in pairs at this time.

I heard my heart pounding, and an arrow rushed over and ran towards Bai Wei, "Bai Wei! How are you? "I know that my words are stupid and inappropriate, so I don't let that Miantang tease me.

Bai Wei hugged me excitedly, "Mao Jiujiu, we finally meet again!" I miss you so much, I finally have friends again. ”

Bai Wei pulled me to that Miantang, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle and picturesque, looking at that Miantang's eyes were full of scarcity, that kind of heartfelt attachment could not be concealed, only people could see clearly, with the girl's unique tenderness to introduce that Miantang: "He is that Miantang." ”

"What a couple of concubines." I made fun of Bai Wei, and Bai Wei lowered her head in shame.

A weak smile appeared on Bai Wei's soft and beautiful face, "You are still that sharp tooth, you and Mr. Song are sweet." ”

Song Da shook his head with a smile, pun intended, "The Hong Gang went to heaven and earth, and it was really well-informed." ”

My little hand held Song Da's big hand, such a gentle touch, only Song Da's heart couldn't help but move slightly, Song Da turned to look at me, I smiled at Bai Wei: "Men are unmarried, women are unmarried, of course you have to sit down and chat." ”

That Miantang smiled faintly, but his gaze crossed the ten fingers that the two of us clasped tightly, and in the dark and deep eyes, they were as cold as a sword.

Na Miantang looked at Song Da and said, "Brother Song, there is wine and meat, good brother." Is it convenient for us to add a location? He turned to me again, and his tone was very determined, "Can you eat this to your heart's content?" ”

I'm also sure: "This meal is very much to my liking, I have never had such a delicious meal." ”

"Let's take a walk and let you, the village girl, taste what it means to eat." That Miantang is like coaxing a child to me.

Ten minutes later.

Walking down the street, I couldn't laugh or cry. When we got in the car and got off the bus, there were always dozens of bodyguards in front of and behind us loyally following us through the market, and everyone looked sideways and avoided them.

I don't know where to start, the bodyguards around me are hidden one by one, and these people are the bodyguards of that Miantang.

Song Da's style is not small, and we follow a convoy all the way behind our car. When the four of us arrived at a small street stall, there were dozens of sentry posts

Standing guard within 50 meters of the guns, they are different from the black-shirted and black-faced men in the Miantang, they are all school coats, and there are many sentry posts, and they are on guard along the way. Their Song Da's Wei Rong is close to it.

On the one hand, he is the little boss of the Hong Gang, and on the other hand, he is the son and head of the governor of the Songlu Army, with a unique identity, and he may encounter sudden dangers at any time, and his identity and safety are necessary.

On the side of the stall is a small red stove stewed with yams and large pig's feet.

Na Miantang said to the busy vendor on the stove: "Two bowls of bald bait, one bowl of thin soybean flour, one large pork knuckle, one plate of peanuts, and wine!" The peddler looked up at our group, and with a strange scream, he escaped into his stall and did not dare to show his head again, "What are you afraid of, he has a treat, but he will not eat or give money." I said. The peddler hurriedly bowed his head and said, "It's okay, it's okay." It's okay not to have money. ”

The four of us sat down—a few small benches on the street, a broken low table. I sat next to Song Da, and the Miantang and Bai Wei sat next to each other, just opposite to the Miantang.

In the eyes of everyone, Song Da is different from that Miantang, he may be a soldier, the epaulettes on his shoulders exude a cold luster of metal, the spurs on the military boots are shiny, revealing the slightest coldness and hardness, and the faces under the military hat are all indifferent and pure, as powerful as an eagle owl, and iron-blooded. In the eyes of outsiders, it is a little proud, and it is difficult to get along with others. His thinking seems to be detached from reality, and although he is young and ambitious, he seems to be very calm.

However, he is the young governor of the Songlu Army, one of the masters of the Thirteen Taibao, and his status in the rivers and lakes is impeccable! He is the only one who has been friends with the underworld. The two met at a young age, both were student soldiers, and they both threw their pen from Rong with enthusiasm, chatting about May Fourth, new culture, speculating every sentence, learning marksmanship and martial arts, and hating each other late. Song Da is three years older than Na Miantang and is the eldest brother.

Song Da looked at the Miantang: "Internal news, the government is about to set up an anti-smoking committee, you Hongmen is now a big tree, you must be prepared for danger in times of peace, and think more about retreating." Maybe there will be a war soon, go to the battlefield with me, and men should be self-reliant. ”

Na Miantang frowned: "There is an old Chinese saying, filial piety comes first in everything, I am the eldest son, and I am destined to inherit my father's career." Life may be like this, many things are difficult to complete, and once you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help it. I have a greater responsibility for Hongmen, which was fought down by my father and uncle. My father, an authentic Hongmen brother, has never sought a position in the government, and he is an upright person! A rule has been made that no opium business will be involved. Our warehouses are also allowed to be rented to others for opium storage. ”

Bai Wei is weak, but it doesn't mean that she is weak, "The Chinese government not only wants to fight a civil war, but also slaughters the rights of our students and prevents me from marching in the streets, is there still human rights?" ”

The gentle Bai Wei continued, "Some people make a lot of gold dollars, some people miserably polish their belongings, and all kinds of non-scolding plays are staged every day in the Ten Mile Ocean. Mr. Song, if our national school holds another parade, will your national government still suppress us? In the afternoon, every Chinese shouldered the mission of defending the country, and recommended Xuanyuan with my blood. ”

Song Da was silent, looking into the distance lonely, if it weren't for the agility and the terrifying identity of the Thirteen Taibao that made the Jianghu people admire, everyone would think that the head of the Songlu Army was the second generation of soldiers, "The two of us are in the court, one is in the opposition, I hope that the well water will never interfere with the river water, and we will always be brothers." ”

I sullenly took my thin bean flour and sucked it, it was a very unsightly appearance, but it did taste to me, because I really couldn't understand his beliefs, in my eyes was "shouting momentum", using his mouth to promote some democratic and free ideas, I don't understand that they want to exchange their lives for faith in their hearts, and they don't understand what it means to "recommend Xuanyuan with my blood". Will I have this kind of passionate feeling? No, I don't want to go hungry anymore.

When he picked up the bowl of eaten bait and drank the soup, the bowl stopped his face, and then he stretched out his hand to my bowl while saying: "I'll taste your thin bean flour......"

I pushed away the bean flour he had gone to get and was angry, "I don't even have enough to eat." You don't want to rob it, what are you doing when you grab my bowl! - Boss, kitchen knives! ”

Song Da was very gentle to give me all his bowl, I was satisfied and pointed to the potato, Song Da helped me peel the potato skin, the newly roasted potato was very hot, he picked up his mouth and blew, I looked up and suddenly had an idea, and pointed to the opposite side: "Hurry up, there is a seller of ginkgo over there, fragrant and fragrant and glutinous, I want to eat it too, go and buy it!" ”

Song Da was dizzy by my support, and in desperation, he freed his hand, lightly tapped the root of my ear, and said dotingly: "Little piggy." ”

The little brother of Miantang had eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the vendor lifted the big bowl, and the little brother next to him picked up the jar and poured the wine like pouring water - how could that bowl hold three or four catties of wine, the little brother cooperated and licked his expression, with a cunning and bad expression.

The younger brother had some difficulty holding the bowl, so he brought it to the table, a total of two bowls, "Little boss." ”

I stared at the Miantang, I have the heart to see the Miantang's foreign appearance, but it is unlikely that this bowl of wine will not kill people, I looked at the big bowl that can fit two whole chickens, in a daze, and I felt a little shaky, and asked the Miantang: "It's enough to wash your face." ”

Song Da patted me on the shoulder, "It's okay, I remember that I was the same with that brother back then, and I drank all the gentleman's wine." The Horse Leather Shroud speaks of great sorrow, but not pride. - Come on! That brother! ”

I stopped him, smiled and picked up the wine, letting them see my shamelessness, "Respect the Queen Mother, respect the heroic soul of the world, and this one in the middle, I respect the brave and alive." ”

They watched me splash half of the sky and half of the ground, and then squandered the rest of the bowl in the middle, and there was less than a mouthful left, and then took a big shelf and drank it all, and was choked for half the weather, and finally embarrassed to show a little empty bowl for people to see.

Song Da, Na Miantang, and Bai Wei were stunned for a while, looking at their own feet, but they were almost soaked in wine by me, and Na Miantang looked up and laughed.

Song Da asked the vendor to pour another bowl of wine, and he raised it and saluted Na Miantang: "Brother, come, I also respect the heroic souls who died in battle, the souls who are devastated, and the conscience of the world in the middle, do -"

Na Miantang also picked up one of the bowls, and I couldn't help but blow up as I listened to the sound of their two pounding spirits down my throat, and finally I didn't lose a drop. They put the bowl back on the table, looking sober.

"Okay, good, cool," Song Da turned around and looked at me, I met his burning black eyes, and my heart suddenly panicked, but Na Miantang grabbed him, "Brother, I'm here." The two people hugged side by side, and Na Miantang tapped the bowl with chopsticks, and the two start numbers: