You Haoze took a sip of tea, half leaned back in his chair, found a comfortable sitting position, and began to tell the story of the past many years ago.

A few years ago, one day he and Geng Junchen were eating barbecue at a nearby food stall, and it was already past 11 o'clock in the evening.

The stall had five square tables, each of which could seat five or six people, and the only round table could seat ten.

At about twelve o'clock in the evening, an old man came, quite old and in good spirits.

The old man beckoned to the waiter: "I want this big table, order." ”

The waiter hurriedly took the menu note.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Remember, let's come up according to the order, one or twenty to get a table to eat, it's not enough to come again." ”

The waiter was taken aback: "Ah, how many of you are there?" ”

The old man was stunned: "What's the matter, I can't get on the big table if I have fewer points?" ”

The waiter hurriedly apologized: "No, I'm afraid you order too much and can't finish eating." You sit, I'll pour you water. ”

After a while, the waiter began to serve the food, and the old man himself arranged eight pairs of dishes and chopsticks around the round table and poured eight glasses of white wine.

Geng Junchen looked panicked, leaned over and whispered to him, "What's the matter with this old man?" He poured himself a drink, we toasted, and he toasted with us. ”

He glanced at Geng Junchen meaningfully and smiled: "That's not the case, I see that he is drinking with the people at the same table." ”

Geng Junchen's face immediately changed color: "Aze, you scare people in the middle of the night!" Isn't it just him? ”

He smiled: "Maybe it's a nervous disease, now this society is under a lot of pressure, and there are more people with mental illness." ”

As they were talking, they heard a noise outside, and eight big men came up, and at first glance they were the scum of the society.

One of them shouted, "Boss, give us a table." ”

The waiter hurriedly stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Brother, it's full, why don't I share a table for you." ”

One of the younger brothers was not happy, and shouted: "What are you talking about, ask our brother Biao to share the table with others, you are impatient!" ”

In society, I am Brother Biao, and there are a lot of cruel words.

The eldest is Brother Biao, holding a cigarette, shaving his head, wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, and pushing away his little brother.

"What are you yelling about? In a mixed society, we should pay attention to politeness, and we must convince people with virtue and reason. Do you understand? ”

This Biao brother has tattoos on the front and back, which is particularly conspicuous, and he also said: "It's also hot, and I can't wear clothes, otherwise I like to be low-key." ”

Brother Biao walked up to the old man and said, "Old man, let me take a seat." You occupy such a large place alone, and it is not in line with the core values of socialism of eight honors and eight shames. ”

The old man drank to himself, and did not look at him properly.

The younger brother next to him quit: "My eldest brother is so polite to you, what are you pretending?" ”

"Go, flash aside." Brother Biao waved his hand: "Old man, let's do it this way, I'll do it first as respect!" ”

As he spoke, Brother Biao picked up a glass of liquor on the round table and was about to dry.

The old man finally squeaked: "This wine is strong, think about it?" ”

"What, how strong can a glass of liquor be?" A little brother next to him snatched the wine glass and took a sip.

"Big brother, this wine ......" Before the words were finished, the little brother fell down with a bang.

Brother Biao's face changed slightly, and he was very puzzled: "Old man, you can drink so much." Boss, what kind of wine are you selling, is it so strong? ”

Now that it is difficult to ride a tiger, it is not appropriate for Brother Biao to confess in front of so many people, and it is not appropriate to change places.

A younger brother jumped again: "Big brother, he can't drink, he wants to be strong, I'll come." ”

Brother Biao nodded: "Come, brother will give you a chance to perform, drink." ”

The little brother picked up the wine glass, and just after drinking, he fell down again.