When he stood in front of everyone, Zeng Fan became nervous again, looking at the crowd of black pressure, Zeng Fan's tongue also began to tremble, and he didn't hear what was said in front of him. In a daze, Zeng Fan and Sun Haomin finished reciting "The Long March", and he didn't even dare to look at the audience's faces, so he hurriedly stepped off the stage, only to hear the unbridled laughter of the "Pansi Cave" behind him and the applause of everyone.

"The recitation is good, especially the sentence 'thousands of mountains and rivers are just waiting for leisure', the recitation is the best, hehe." I don't know when, Liu Yue appeared in front of him.

Zeng Fan was embarrassed, but he didn't want to say more, he just stretched out his hand: "You help me get the pencil back, we are going to Jiang Jianguo to play." ”

Liu Yue stared at Zeng Fan for a long time before saying, "Are you going to Jiang Jianguo to have a drink?" ”

Zeng Fan was taken aback: "How do you know...... Let's just go to play, by the way, enjoy the scenery along the way, the sky is so blue, the trees are so green, what kind of wine to drink. ”

Liu Yue glanced at Zeng Fan with a look of disbelief: "Then tell me what is in Li Dabiao's schoolbag?" ”

"What's in someone's bag, how do I know." Zeng Fan did not admit it.

Liu Yue didn't speak, but the expression on her face was enough to show that she didn't believe a word of Zeng Fan's words at all.

"Are you going to help or not?" Zeng Fan was in a hurry, and Li Dabiao was already beckoning over there.

"Why should I help you?" Liu Yue gave Zeng Fan another roll of his eyes.

"Then can't I go back and bring you some apricots from Jiang Jianguo?" Zeng Fan was more anxious.

"Who rarely brings apricots." Although Liu Yue said this, he still caught the pencil with one hand.

Zeng Fan and a few people walked out of the woods, walked along the river bay for nearly half an hour, only to see a village halfway up the mountain, the whole village is surrounded by apricot trees, although Zeng Fan has seen apricot trees, but he has never seen so many apricot trees, even in his grandfather's house, there are never so many apricot trees. It's a pity that the apricots haven't yet reached the ripening season at this time, but they are only the size of a fingernail, and they should still taste very sour.

Zeng Fan and a few people walked into Jiangjian country, the yard was very large, the house was obviously newly repaired, two upper rooms, a kitchen, and the tiles on the kitchen wall were only half pasted, and the person who was missing a front tooth looked a little funny.

Jiang Jianguo brought Zeng Fan and a few people into an upper room, the room was very empty, there was only a coffee table in the middle, there were no stools, and there were a few ** bags piled up in the corner. "It may be food," Zeng Fan thought to himself, "There is a lot of food in the mountains." ”

Jiang Jianguo found a few stools, beckoned Zeng Fan and a few people to sit down, and they were about to drink. Li Dabiao and Liu Jianxiong only took out half of the beer in their schoolbags, and saw Jiang Jianguo's mother come in, with an apron on her body, and they couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and suddenly stopped taking out the wine, and looked at each other in a daze.

Mother Jiang glared at her son, but said to Zeng Fan and the others very kindly: "Drinking on an empty stomach is not good for your stomach, you wait, I'll go and get you some food." Li Dabiao and Liu Jianxiong, who were staring at each other with big eyes, breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Mu came in with a plate of green onion oil cakes, and when she left, she also told Zeng Fan and the others not to drink too much. Jiang Jianguo, as the master, naturally began to pass the test. At first, in the way of Jiang's mother, everyone swallowed their fists as if they were swallowing, but then after a few glasses of wine, their tongues became bigger, and their voices became louder.

Although he ate some cakes to pad his stomach and a few bottles of beer, Zeng Fan still couldn't count the outstretched fingers of the person who stroked the fist, but fortunately he could barely remember a few fingers. In order to confirm that he was not very drunk, Zeng Fan folded his hands and counted the number of people present, but in the end, there was one less. It turned out to be Sun Haomin, this guy was lying on the ground and snorting, drooling all over the ground.

Ma Tao and Liu Jianxiong hooked their shoulders and entangled their backs, and inarticulate how good they were at boxing kung fu, and they could fight five with one. Jiang Jianguo and Li Dabiao are arguing: Li Dabiao said that Jiang Jianguo's fist drawing is not standardized, and the outstretched fingers are like the orchid fingers of eunuchs; Jiang Jianguo scolded Li Dabiao for being dishonest in drinking, the remaining wine in the wine glass can raise sharks, and his cats are cleaner than Li Dabiao's licking. Li Dabiao was furious when he heard this, and got up to find Jiang Jianguo's cat, saying that he was so big, drinking wine was like drinking water, and he really hadn't served anyone, a cat was a fart.

Zeng Fan counted again, but the number of people was wrong: when he came, there were obviously six people, but now there are only five left, and after looking for a long time, he found that the person missing was himself. After thinking about it, Zeng Fan laughed, as if countless gold ingots had fallen from the world, and no one could pick them up except him.

Just when Zeng Fan and the others were in trouble, Jiang Jianguo's father went home. Although Jiang Jianguo is not afraid of his mother, he is afraid of his father, because after his father is drunk, no one will give face, and he will beat whoever he catches, and Jiang's father has always had the ability of Wu Song, and he has a little strength when he drinks a little wine, and his combat effectiveness after getting drunk is surprisingly high.

As soon as Father Jiang entered the door, Jiang Jianguo's wine was half awake, fortunately, everyone was lucky, Father Jiang walked in smoothly this time, and the alcohol content in his body did not exceed the standard, so there was no tragedy of father and son cannibalism. But Zeng Fan and the others obviously couldn't stay any longer, and there was no need to stay any longer.

Mother Jiang saw that her husband actually walked straight into the door today, and her heart blossomed, and she had to leave Zeng Fan and a few people to eat at home, but Liu Jianxiong and Ma Tao insisted on leaving. When Li Dabiao left, he still fell in love with the Jiang family's cat, which scared the Jiang family's cat and wanted to hide in the mouse hole. Everyone left the remaining wine for the Jiang family's father and son, woke up Sun Haomin, and staggered out.

Halfway through, Zeng Fan remembered that he wanted to bring apricots to Liu Yue, so he asked the drunks around him what to do.

"I have to go back, if you don't want to go back, I'll go alone, so that Liu Yueke will be mine, haha, she ...... so much" Seeing Ma Tao's tongue pulling farther and farther, Zeng Fan hurriedly asked him to stop, he finally understood why Li Longji wanted to fry Li Bai's squid, and let a loser drunkard with "five-flowered horses, daughters Qiu, and Hu'er will exchange for fine wine" be the secretary, and no leader will be able to stand it.

"Liu Yue is good-looking and good at studying, but how can I have my Sun Huilin." Sun Haomin, who had just returned from sleep, was unwilling to be lonely.

Liu Jianxiong smirked and made fun of Sun Haomin: "Sun Huilin is good-looking, but is that your family?" People have been with the little white faces of the first class for a long time, and they ......"

Before Liu Jianxiong finished speaking, Sun Haomin swung a punch with a "hoo", but fortunately, Liu Jianxiong reacted quickly, tilted his head in a hurry, and his fist brushed his scalp. Liu Jianxiong saw Sun Haomin making a move, and he was about to get up, but he was stopped by Li Dabiao and hugged him, and he couldn't move anymore, and Sun Haoming was also pulled by Ma Tao. Liu Jianxiong didn't want to do it for a long time, but Sun Haomin still didn't give up, pointing at Liu Jianxiong and scolding: "You know a fart!" What Sun Huilin likes is that I know? I rode her home, and she sat in the back and put her arm around my waist, you know? I've kissed her, you know? A class of ** fly that kid is a fart, I'm, I'm going to kill him sooner or later! ”

Sun Haomin was violent, his face was red, but it was more like talking to himself, Zeng Fan felt that he couldn't say it, so he had to sigh in his heart: "This is the man who was dumped." Sun Haomin doesn't understand girls, and thinks that whoever a girl likes first will definitely be with someone for the rest of his life, but in fact, this just shows that he has the most potential to be the first batch of cannon fodder, and some people behind him will make persistent efforts.

Liu Jianxiong was pulled away by Li Dabiao, but he was still muttering in a low voice: "You are so powerful to find ** Fei, why are you yelling at me." Sun Haoming nagged all the way as if responding to Liu Jianxiong: "Sooner or later, I'm going to kill the ** Fei bastard." ”

When Zeng Fan returned home, it was just dark, although he only drank a few bottles of beer, and most of the time he woke up on the road, the smell of alcohol on his body still left a lot. When eating, Zeng Fan was naturally reprimanded, and in desperation, Zeng Fan had to learn from the pain, and made a profound review and sincere repentance in front of his great-mother, until his great-father came forward - he had to come forward, he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it, so his great-mother pardoned Zeng Fan, waved his hand, and started the meal. The great-father and son were able to feast, but then the father and son had the same idea in their hearts: the family must not let the woman be the master, otherwise it will be a problem to eat.

"I think someone said they were going to bring me apricots, right?" Early in the morning, Zeng Fan's buttocks were not hot on his stool, and such a sentence floated next to him.

Zeng Fan knew that Liu Yue would never give up easily, so he had to make a move to "use the other way, and give back to the other", and said: "I remember that someone seems to have said that they would show me her diary, right?" ”

"I think someone seems to have peeked at it, should I frame the calligraphy he left in my diary?" Liu Yue was not to be outdone.

Zeng Fan even knew that he was blushing, so he had to admit defeat this time: "Okay, I drank it yesterday...... I had so much fun with them that I forgot about bringing apricots, or would I give you my pencil? ”

"I think you're too drunk, who's going to want your pencil again?"

"What about the badminton racket for you to play with?" Zeng Fan has already learned from elsewhere that yesterday's theatrical performance won the second prize, and the prize was a pair of badminton rackets, although they were not very valuable, they were much better than pencils.

"Did you earn the racket alone?" Liu Yue teased.

"Can I show you my diary?" Zeng Fan himself didn't know how to think of saying this.

"What's so good about your diary?" Liu Yue still shouldn't.

"Oh my God, what the hell do you want from me?" Zeng Fan was about to collapse.

"Bring it." Liu Yue stretched out a pair of white hands expressionlessly.

"What?" Zeng Fan was puzzled.

"Your diary." Liu Yue was a white eye again.

Zeng Fan was completely speechless, he said not to watch it just now, but now he wants to see it again, what has changed about girls.

After handing the diary to Liu Yue, Zeng Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still mean in his heart: How could a good pair of hands grow on this guy, if it grows to ......