"I'll go with you." After Ling Daikun followed a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, pulled out the key from the spring rope on his waist, locked the door in a hurry, and chased after his son again.

Then he trotted to the front to lead the way, and said angrily, "I told you that the villagers are pitting the villagers, with tears in their eyes, but you can't believe their nonsense, you can't give as much as they say, you must be willing to bargain." ”

"Then I'll buy it for you." A rich generation like Ling Er, when he took it out casually, it was naturally a hundred-yuan bill, which made Ling Daikun overjoyed.

The first thing he did when he entered the market was to go to the innermost shop that sold loose liquor, and he was a regular customer here, but it was not necessarily popular.

The boss who sold the wine was a middle-aged fat man with a huge size, and he couldn't help frowning when he saw Ling Daikun asking for two catties when he opened his mouth.

"Hurry up, I'm going to buy groceries, don't give me water." Ling Daikun deliberately rubbed the money in his hand with a click.

He's really angry!

The dog looks at the things that people are low, and he wants to make them look good sooner or later!

"Wait a minute, I'll give you wine, pure grain," the boss took the wine scoop and poured wine into the bottle, and said with a smile, "We are old friends, and I can still get you." ”

If it weren't for the sake of cash, he would really not be uncommon to deal with Ling Daikun, every time he came, he basically paid on credit, and it was a little better in the last few months, but he would just play two, two, three, two, three.

Like this time, he had to be suspicious when he hit two pounds at once.

After he sealed his mouth, Ling Daikun was not at ease, so he still opened the lid, shrugged his nose and sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, and then he closed the lid with satisfaction and went up to the meat case.

The boss of the meat case saw Ling Daikun coming over, carrying a piece of greasy trough meat and said, "Old Ling, this is for you?" ”

"Feed that thing to the dogs, the dogs won't eat it, you give it to me?" Ling Daikun was unhappy, the grooved meat in the jaw was the most buried place on the pig's body, and he had to clean it for a long time every time, not to mention eating, even the anger made him full.

The boss of the meat case was stunned, what is the situation?

Isn't this the stuff you buy every time?

Sometimes I look at you pitiful, it's all half sold and half given, why do you dislike it today?

"Give me all the hooves, I'll go back and stew it, there's still time." What kind of person is he Ling Daikun, he can see the other party's careful thoughts, don't give the other party a chance to speak, snap, ten yuan on the table!

Obediently pick it up for Lao Tzu! Sure enough, the other party's performance was very satisfactory to him, not only happily picked up the money, but also enthusiastically tied the two hooves on the rope and sent them to his Uncle Ling!

Holding a hoof in one hand and wine in the other, he then bought a little potato and pepper from the vegetable stall next to him, and then he returned satisfied.

Ling Er followed behind him Lao Tzu from beginning to end, and didn't say much.

Back at the residence, Ling Daikun was squatting pig's trotters under the eaves, peeling potatoes, the snow outside was still raging, and as soon as he floated to the edge of the pot, he was cleaned by the heat coming out.

The room was dark and damp, and the cold wind poured into the house from time to time, Ling Er had nowhere to hide, and it was useless to close the door, but it seemed even more depressing.

He hung up his collar, craned his neck, put his hands in his pockets, and kept shaking his feet, freezing him to death!

This is the place where he has to admire his Lao Tzu, how does this ghost place live!

Who can dare to say that he has no perseverance?

Without a little perseverance, you can't even live in this hellish place for a day!

The hooves were not stewed, and the rice was not cooked, but this did not prevent Ling Daikun from drinking it himself, he put the sundries on the bedside table on the bed, and then moved the bedside table to a position close to the door, and the person could just sit on the edge of the bed.

He opened the drawer, took out a bag of peanuts from it, opened the bag, put two wine cups and two pairs of chopsticks, and said with a smile to Ling Er, "Let's go up too." ”

Without waiting for Ling Er's cup, he had already put it into his mouth, and after pulling down his mouth, he put in a peanut.

Ling Er only smelled a little, and then felt that it was difficult to swallow, but in order to keep warm, he still stiffened his hair and drank a little, it was really not delicious, a fire burned in his throat, and then rushed into his heart and lungs, burning a little painful.

Hurriedly sent a peanut into his mouth.

Ling Daikun saw his son frowning, and poured another cup into his mouth, and couldn't help but snort, as if he meant to demonstrate.

Obviously, son, you're far behind when you drink more than Lao Tzu!

"Half a catty is not a drink, a catty is against the wall, and I won't walk a catty and a half wall." He was so happy that he showed his jagged teeth.

"Drink yours." Ling Er couldn't help but laugh, and then took another sip, "Why don't you say it, the revolutionary wine is drunk every day, and the intestines are eaten and the stomach is drunk." ”

"It's not what you say, the little wine of the revolution is drunk every day, and everyone is drunk, and when I see my wife, I say that I am not drunk, and I can drink three glasses!" Ling Daikun seriously corrected his son.

Ling Er shook his head helplessly, and then continued, "Drink until your mouth is spicy, drink until your stomach is haunted, stumble when you walk, get up in the middle of the night to find water, and wake up in the morning to regret it, isn't this talking about you?" ”

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu never gets up late after drinking, and he won't regret it." Ling Daikun took a sip, and saw the bottom of another glass.

The pot had already boiled a few times, he grabbed Ling Er's hand and looked at his watch and said, "It's been more than an hour." ”

took a pair of chopsticks, lifted the lid of the pot, inserted it into the meat, and said happily, "It's rotten and transparent." ”

The air inlet of the stove was sealed, and the pot was brought to the bedside table.

Ling Er saw that he was going to cook, so he waved his hand and said, "Don't cook, if you are hungry when you turn around, buy two big buns, what time is it now, and it's too late to cook." ”

"Photo." Ling Daikun thought about it and felt reasonable.

Two pig's trotters, one of them gnawed one.

After eating, Ling Daikun wanted to lie on the bed for a while, Ling Er stopped him and asked him to pack up his things, and now he is leaving, he doesn't want to stay in this ghost place for a minute.

In order to prevent the remaining rice noodles from getting wet, Ling Daikun piled them all on the bed, and put the cooking utensils outside into the house, and then carefully put the plastic bag in the bedside table into his arms, and after carrying it, he patted it again.

When he arrived at his son's house, he found that Ling Long, the Qiu family brothers, Wang Gang and others were also there, a table full of dishes and wine.

Habitually shrugging his nose again, good wine!

The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, not to mention that it is still in a room!

He was upset.

Grandma is a bear, at his son's house, whose food is it?

It must be his son's!

He has never eaten such a good dish or drunk such a good wine!

What's the matter with you eating and drinking so much?

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