Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Dinner
"Brother Zhuang, do you want to smoke?" The fat man looked at Da Zhuang who had just finished the gesture suspiciously.
Da Zhuang smiled but did not speak.
Yang Fan on the side looked the same, but Ye Ziquan was surprised, raised his head and glanced at it, and then continued to eat peanuts and drink beer.
"It's easy to say, you wait a minute, big brother." After saying that, the fat man ran out of the house, leaving only Yang Fan and Da Zhuang with a puzzled face.
"Yang Fan, I see that the fat man ran out in such a hurry, I'm afraid he doesn't have a cigarette?" Da Zhuang said suspiciously.
I stayed in prison for eight or nine years, although I didn't have to worry about food and clothing, but it was still uncommon to have such a hot commodity like tobacco and alcohol in prison, although there was a prison warden brother, but such good cigarettes and good alcohol were not smoked every day.
After coming out of prison for more than two months, Da Zhuang's addiction to smoking again, there was no cigarette for Da Zhuang to smoke at this time, how could Da Zhuang, a smoker who had been a smoker for more than ten years, endure it, so he would make a joke to the fat man today.
(I'm sure you all know how uncomfortable it is for a smoker to be addicted to smoking.) )
Da Zhuang didn't expect it, but occasionally went out to find some dry grass wrapped in paper to satisfy his cravings, but the smell was really flattering.
After a while, the fat man ran back, holding a white box tightly in the palm of the fat man's right hand, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw the big man here.
"Good boy, I really didn't mistake you, I didn't expect you to have a cigarette to hide, not bad." Da Zhuang looked at the fat man's eyes and admired it very much.
"Hehe, how about a big strong brother, this is what I found on a zombie outside." The fat man laughed.
"Oh, what kind of smoke it is, show me." Da Zhuang didn't care about the origin of this cigarette, so he hurriedly asked the fat man.
The fat man handed the cigarette to Da Zhuang, and after Da Zhuang saw it, he laughed:
"Hehe, it's really good, soft China, and it's just opened, so I smoked two or three, and there are seventeen or eighteen hatreds?" Da Zhuang had a smile on his face, and the muscles on his face were laughing out of the folds.
Yang Fan also looked at the cigarette in Da Zhuang's hand with burning eyes.
Yang Fan is not a smoker, he only smokes occasionally, just like a hot Internet saying: "Brother smokes not cigarettes, but loneliness." Although Yang Fan is not lonely, it is also to indulge himself.
Immersed in the smoke and looking at the man, the time when a man can relax for a moment may be the time to smoke.
"I didn't expect that, fat man, you guys who don't smoke will hide a pack of cigarettes privately." Yang Fan said jokingly.
"Hehe, I didn't think about it that much at that time, I saw that you used to smoke occasionally, so I thought that this pack of cigarettes should be regarded as a filial piety to you, but I didn't expect Brother Zhuang to blow you up today." Yang Fan quipped.
"How can there be, boss, I didn't see that the emotions between us were in place, and then I thought about what I needed to help the fun, so I remembered the smoke, and it happened that the big strong brother also mentioned it, so I borrowed flowers to offer the Buddha." The fat man's eloquent Yang Fan walked through a deep understanding, and now this mouth is really.
"Hey hey boss, what do you say this cigarette is good for!" The fat man hadn't smoked, so he asked.
"It's hard to tell you this. Some people smoke just to smoke, but some people smoke for a rare piece of quiet, a man smoking can't say that he is bad, the key is to see what occasion he smokes. ”
"I have to say that what you said makes sense, boss, I've been taught." The fat man was slapping his horse again.
"Okay, the meal is ready, let's talk while eating! It's rare to get together like this, and ah, you can't smoke while eating, you know? Li Jingru walked out with a pot of vegetables in her hand, and then frowned and said to Yang Fan and the others.
"Knowing Sister Jingru, my mother-in-law is like my mother." The fat man drank a little wine, and now he feels a little floating, so he doesn't have a score to speak.
"You dead fat." As he spoke, he grabbed the fat man's ears with his hands, and then rotated them three hundred and sixty degrees vigorously.
"Pain, sister, you are my own sister! You've got to be lighter! If you're trying hard, I guess you're going to screw my ears off. The fat man rubbed his ears and said to Li Jingru with resentment.
"It's best to unscrew it, I'm afraid you'll do it again then."
"Hehe, I'm not drunk and brave!" The fat man burped.
Li Jingru glared at the fat man, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen, and the fat man also smiled.
One after another, the meals are ready.
"Let's all eat, maybe we don't know when we will get together like this next time." Yang Fan said.
Hearing this, everyone was silent for a moment, "Okay, okay, don't be so decadent, I promise that the next time we have a dinner, it will be more sumptuous than this time." Yang Fan clapped his hands and opened his mouth to break the dull atmosphere.
"Well, let's eat first, talk while eating, just talk about Haitian and Haiti." Liu Xinyu echoed and said.
Then the group chatted while eating, the atmosphere was not harmonious, and they were still chatting about some interesting things about themselves or around them like last time.
The most talked about is Da Zhuang.
I have experienced a lot of time in prison, so when facing Yang Fan, a group of little children, I can grasp the minds of Yang Fan and others, and say some interesting things between other prisoners in prison.
There are also some inexplicable strange things, Liu Xinyu can say a few words from time to time, most of the time it is Da Zhuang who says it, and everyone is listening.
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Central China, a valley in the territory of S Province.
There was a military contingent of about 100 people, and the entrance to the valley was blocked by three large trucks in front of the valley.
In the middle of the valley there were several fires, but the fires were very small, and looking at the sun that was about to set, an officer on the side frowned and said, "Hurry up, the sun is about to set, and if the meal is not ready in the evening, then there will be no need to eat that night." "In front of the officers, there were dozens of soldiers busy, and among them there were some civilians helping.
"Yes, sir." The busy soldiers below replied in unison.
The middle-aged officer went to the three tall tents at the back of the valley, and then lifted the curtain with his hand and walked in.
"Report to the battalion commander, this time I led the team out to collect a lot of supplies, but it is really not easy for us to feed such a huge population!" The middle-aged officer said in a deep voice.
"Xiao Li, you can't say that, as the patron saint of Huaxia, it is not natural for us to protect civilians, besides, we can't go out to find supplies, the materials in the small town below really can't support us for long, so we have to speed up the deployment, and when the time comes, we will go to the survivor base in S Province, and it will be safe if we go." In the center of the tent is a huge sand table, behind which is a topographic map of Province S, and many special symbols and words are marked on it.
"Li Ze, have you encountered any danger when you go out this time?" The battalion commander spoke.
"Back to the sir, this time I went out and sacrificed three people, all of them were soldiers, and two civilians were slightly injured, and it was these two bastards that our three soldiers would have died." After finishing speaking, Li Ze punched at the table of the sand table, and then saw the entire sand table move.
"What's going on?" The battalion commander asked.
"It wasn't those two bastards, we came to a commissary, and the supplies inside were almost ransacked, but two of the civilians saw a pack of cigarettes, so they got into an argument, and finally attracted zombies, and our soldiers were bitten by zombies in order to save those two civilians." Speaking of this, Li Ze's face was angry, and his eyes seemed to be able to breathe fire.
"Have you settled those two civilians?" The battalion commander asked, but those who were familiar with it knew that the battalion commander was angry, and his tone was cold and without the slightest emotion.
"They are all settled in the front neighborhood."
"Li Ze, you come with me, those civilians are really dead, this is the third time, we must teach them a lesson."