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This time, it was a gray-haired dwarf who appeared at the door of the hut.

He seemed to be in good spirits, his whole face glowing red, and when the door opened, he jumped in, saluted Baggins, and shouted, "Bahrain, at your service."

Baggins' expression was a little stiff, and his tone was a little stiff and he replied, "Good evening."

Balin turned his head to look at the sky outside the door, nodded, and responded: "Yes, the weather is fine tonight, but I'm afraid it will rain later."

As he spoke, Barin walked up to Baggins, patted him on the shoulder, and asked aloud, "Am I late?"

"Late for what?" Baggins looked confused.

Bahrain didn't answer, but turned his head to notice that Du Golin, who was not full and was looking for food, let out a hearty laugh.

"Oh! Man, meet again. ”

Du Golin looked at Bahrain who came over, and also let out a burst of laughter, put down the biscuit jar in his hand, and came to Bahrain, "I swear, you are shorter and fatter than the last time we met." ”

"I'm fat, but I'm not short, and I still look bright." Bahrain responded.

The two stood together with a smile on their faces and looked like brothers who had a very good relationship.

Suddenly, the two of them hit their heads forward, and the two hard heads collided together with a dull sound.

Baggins, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but show a frightened expression when he heard this, as if he was worried about whether they would be hurt, and turned his head to look at Chenyang, who was still eating dinner.

Chenyang waved his hand helplessly, indicating that it didn't matter.

When Baggins asks Bahrain and Dugolin about the situation, he asks them if they have gone to the wrong house or if they have lost their way.

The two of them had already walked into Baggins' pantry, picked up the silver cups placed next to them and poured them full of wine, asking each other about how they were doing, as if they were in their own homes.

Without noticing at all, the owner of the hut at the door of the storage room was questioning them.

Suddenly, another rattle rang at the door.

Baggins had a sense of foreboding, but the hobbit hospitality made it impossible for him to stop to open the door.

When he opened the log door, there stood a pair of young, similar-looking brothers, smiling, who introduced to Baggins, "Filip, and Kill."

"At your service."

The two had a very tacit understanding and saluted Baggins at the same time.

Then he ignored the Baggins in front of him and wanted to walk towards the hut.

This time, Baggins couldn't bear it anymore and blocked the two dwarven brothers in front of him, shouting, "No, you can't come in, you're going wrong."

Facing Baggins's words and the gate that was about to close, the dwarven brothers hurriedly took two steps forward, pressed against the gate, and asked in a loud voice, "What, is the party canceled?"

"But no one informed us."

Baggins looked at the two people in front of him, reluctantly opened the door, sighed in his heart, and whispered: "No, no, there is no cancellation......"

There was no party at all.

But before he could finish speaking, the dwarf brothers smiled, walked directly past Baggins, and walked into the hut: "That's good."

The dwarves seemed to be born with familiarity, and they didn't care who the owner of the house was, they were more concerned about whether or not there would be a party here.

The arrival of the four dwarves emptied Baggins' storage room, including the dishes and chopsticks he had prepared, and he received the answer yes.

If you don't, you won't be able to seat all the people.

The expression on Baggins' whole face froze when he said this, which meant that more dwarves would come, and he didn't even know why these dwarves were coming.

Looking at the unrecognizable cabin, Baggins's face became not so good-looking, but he could only make a stiff smile face to face the four dwarven guests eating delicious food.

"Looks like it's going to be lively tonight."

Chenyang didn't know when he finished his dinner, standing next to Baggins, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

Baggins remembered that there was another guest in his cabin, and that he had also appeared out of nowhere, and he didn't even need to open the door.

"You brought these dwarves?"

Baggins asked, a little upset.

Chenyang waved his hand again and again, denying it: "No, no, no, I just met them, and I wasn't the one who brought them here."

"You can recall if you have seen anyone else today besides me." Chenyang reminded him carefully.

"Gandalf."

Baggins shouted in a low voice, with a twinkle in his eyes, and said softly, "Yes, it must be him, he wants me to go on an adventure......"

Before he could finish speaking, there were a few rattles at the door, which sounded a little hurried.

Baggins hurriedly ran over and opened the door.

With a pop, seven or eight dwarves fell in through the doorway, one pressing the other like a stack of arhats, still scolding each other: "Hey, you pressed me, bastard!"

"Hurry up for me, all of you!"

Behind the group of dwarves, the gray-robed wizard Gandalf bent down and looked at the angry Baggins, his voice as slow and powerful as ever: "Good evening, Baggins."

"Gandalf!"

Another group of dwarves arrived.

Soon, the hut pantry was looted like a thief, and the dwarves brought all the food into the dining room, greeting each other about their recent experiences, pouring two sips of liquor from time to time, and letting out a hearty roar of laughter.

Gandalf stood in front of him, stretched out his finger and tapped lightly: "One, two, three...... Why is there one missing. ”

Dugolin, who had arrived first, came to Gandalf and said in a loud voice: "He's just late, he's in the north for a meeting with his kindred, he'll come."

As everyone drank the spirits, the party began, and all the dwarves were talking and laughing, munching on a leg of lamb or other meat, fruits and vegetables as their snacks and pleasures, and occasionally tossing two into their mouths to bite into the sweet juice.

When a dwarf tells a joke, the whole dining room bursts into laughter, and the whole hut can hear it as loud as thunder.

At present, the only person who is not so happy in this cottage is probably the owner of this cottage, Baggins.

After he had eaten and drunk, Baggins watched as the dwarves passed his precious porcelain plates, dishes, and silver knives and forks in a form comparable to juggling.

Barggins couldn't help but let out a loud voice, wanting to stop their behavior: "Please, don't bother, I'll do it myself."

But the dwarves did not listen to him, but sang aloud in laughter and flying on the plates:

Break cups and smash plates!

Get a blunt knife and a fork!

Break the bottle and burn the stopper!

Bilbo Baggins hates this the most!

Break the tablecloth and step on the grease!

Milk spilled on the floor!

Wine spilled on the door!

Leave bones on the bedroom carpet!

Throw the pot in the pot;

Take a big stick and pound it vigorously;

If there is still a whole after pounding,

Send it to the living room as a ball roll!

Bilbo Baggins hates this the most!

Be careful! Don't smash the plate!

Of course, they didn't really do what they did in the song, but those dinner plates, knives and forks were thrown again and again, neatly arranged, which made Baggins stunned.

Suddenly, there was another rattle at the door, rapid and powerful.

Gandalf's eyes became serious, he spat out the smoke ring in his mouth and whispered, "He's coming."

All the dwarves stopped laughing and became serious.

Baggins was the only one who couldn't figure out the situation, and asked out loud: "He?" Who is it? ”

Chenyang stood behind him and spoke up, "It's the leader of these dwarves, Thorin Oak Shield, a dwarf who will create a legend."