"It's impossible, don't dream. One Stroke Pavilion More Good" Zhou Yu shook his head, and the smile on his face became thicker and thicker.

Yang Moxi was also helpless about this, so he had to let this kid laugh.

The next day, Yang Moxi asked people to move two jars of red dust drunk from Qingfeng Building and send them to the old man.

Three days later, Yang Moxi was sitting in Qingfeng Building, and before it was time to eat, Zhou Yu ran over to fight the autumn breeze.

The two were fighting, but the old man walked in.

"Little Brother Zhou, are you there too?" The old man greeted Zhou Yu with a smile, and wanted to greet Yang Moxi again, "Brother, I called my other New Year's friends, today I have a treat, and I will get drunk in your Qingfeng Building." ”

Zhou Yu and Yang Moxi glanced at each other, and each saw the look of shock in each other's eyes.

"Little Brother Zhou, you also come over." The old man said and went upstairs.

The rule set by Yang Moxi is that Qingfeng Building does not accept reservations, and if you want to come, you can only come directly, and you can sit where there is a place, and choose by yourself. Customers can be very casual here.

The rules are very loose, but they do not disrupt the daily operation of Qingfeng Building, but make Qingfeng Building a unique existence.

What Yang Moxi wants to create is a free environment, on par with the teahouses and inns in ancient times.

Each floor has its own unique charm, and no matter where you sit, you can have an excellent experience.

In fact, there are not many seats in the Seifuki Building, and each table is very spaced apart, making it look extremely empty.

"Looks like I don't have to take credit anymore today." Zhou Yu laughed out loud and followed the old man upstairs.

"Otherwise, I'll make a black account and record this on Zhou Yu, anyway, this kid owes a lot of debt, and it's not bad. Disgusting, disgusting, he's also good. Yang Moxi muttered to himself.

"Forget it, let's let him go." Yang Moxi shook his head, still not putting that idea into action.

After explaining a few words, Yang Moxi also went upstairs.

After sitting for half an hour, the other people invited by the old man also arrived one after another. The old man introduced the past one by one.

When the last two people appeared in front of Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu's whole person was not good.

One of them was none other than his uncle, Zhou Qi.

"Uncle." Zhou Yu swallowed his saliva and shouted with difficulty.

"Why are you here? That new little brother can't be you, right? Zhou Qi was also stunned, he didn't expect to meet Zhou Yu on this occasion.

"Old man, he's also your brother?" Zhou Yu asked.

"yes. It turns out that you are uncles and nephews, so it's not too much for you to call me uncle, right? The old man stroked his palm and smiled.

"Not excessive." Zhou Yu said with a smile.

"It turns out that you are uncles and nephews, so it's not too much for you to call me uncle, right?" Yang Moxi leaned over to Zhou Yu with a wicked smile and said.

"You're going too far." Zhou Yu's face darkened. It's too messy.

"How is it too much? I'm just talking about things. Your uncle, I have to call my brother, right? Then don't you have to call your dad brother too? Aren't you my nephew? Yang Moxi said seriously.

As the old saying goes, happiness begets sorrow. Zhou Yu didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly. He was still saying a few days ago that it was impossible for him to become Yang Moxi's junior, but he didn't expect that life would give him a slap on the backhand, and it was still a crisp one.

"Don't bully Zhou boy." The old man laughed.

"Okay, since you've spoken, I won't tease him." Yang Moxi said with a smile.

Then he whispered in Zhou Yu's ear, "No elders, if it weren't for the old brother to help you intercede, I would have to drag you out and beat you for twenty sticks before pulling you in." ”

As soon as Yang Moxi said this, Zhou Yu's face became even darker, like a person who was thrown into the Sahara Desert to survive for a month.

"Zhou Yu, come, pour us wine. You're the youngest here. Zhou Qi rarely saw Zhou Yu deflated, and he didn't want to let go of this great opportunity to tease his nephew.

"Okay." Zhou Yu gritted his teeth and poured wine one by one with the wine jar.

It's just that when he poured the cup in front of Yang Moxi, he stopped.

Yang Moxi pushed the wine glass in the direction of Zhou Yu, and tapped the table with his knuckles with his backhand.

"That's all for you." Zhou Yu glared at him viciously.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll drug you?" When Zhou Yu sat in the meeting, he lowered his voice and said to Yang Moxi.

"Do you have any medicine with you?" Yang Moxi snorted coldly.

Zhou Yu pursed his lips and didn't speak again. I really want to give you some croton or something, I can't kill you.

"I can laugh a few times in my life, and I must get drunk when I meet in a wine fight." The old man stood up with his wine glass, "If you don't get drunk today, you won't return." ”

Then the atmosphere at the table was particularly strong, and the friendship gradually deepened between the cups and the lamps.

Yang Moxi was very interested, holding the wine jar with one hand and playing twice on the guzheng with the other.

Take a sip of wine, pluck a few notes, and sing a word.

Zhou Yu also squinted, and his fingers tapped on the table, playing rhythmically.

A feast did not disperse until just after one o'clock.

When you come, you walk like flying, and when you walk, you hook your shoulders and support each other.

Yang Moxi was also drunk and was helped downstairs by several waiters in the store.

When he reached the gate, he didn't leave, his eyes fixed on the threshold on the ground.

"Hey, why is this lying on someone?" Yang Moxi asked, pointing to the threshold.

"Boss, this is not a person, it is a threshold." A waiter said.

Zhou Yu drank less, only a little drunk, and seeing that Yang Moxi was already unconscious, he had an idea, patted Yang Moxi's face and asked, "Do you remember that you promised to revoke all my credit in Qingfeng Building before?" ”

"Really?" Yang Moxi asked.

"That's right. Have you forgotten? Speak to your men. Zhou Yu said.

"Oh, I'll just say that." Yang Moxi turned his head and stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Yu's face, "Who are you?" ”

"I ······" Zhou Yu really wanted to curse. Is this kid really drunk or pretending to be drunk? It's so hard to fool.

"I'm Zhou Yu." Zhou Yu said with a smile.

"Oh, big nephew." Yang Moxi said, "You have a lot of credit." ”

I'll go, and don't forget to take advantage of me when I'm drunk, you're pretending, right? Zhou Yu scolded in his heart.

The matter was fruitless, and he no longer struggled, threw Yang Moxi to the two waiters, and left by himself.

……

The night is still so deep, still so cold. The persistence of guarding the red dust alone condensed into wounds tonight and spread between the lines, bit by bit, permeating every corner of the night.

Zhou Yu organizes the bookcase in his room.

A piece of paper fell out of the bookcase, with Juanxiu's font on it.

"I don't know if you still remember a few years later, that crazy girl who loves to cry, laugh, and coquettish. Will your heart fall into the dust of time and wipe me away? "One Person, One Autumn: