"Yo, it's Brother Rong, I haven't seen you for a few days, Brother Rong......" The fat man followed the trend, and when he was about five or six meters away from the first stall, he saw a bald middle-aged man in blue jeans and a white short-sleeved sweatshirt trotting towards them from the stall with a box of cigarettes in his hand.

"Yes, yes,......" The fat man shook his bald head, and there was a small half of a cigarette between his fingers, and then turned his face to look at the wind

"This is Brother Zhang, the boss here."

The fat man introduced Feng Yan

"Hello Brother Zhang"

"This is my brother"

"Uh, hello, hello...... This brother looks familiar."

"It's right that the noodles are familiar, who of us in Taixian County hasn't come to the night market to drink...... Brother Zhang, why did he shave such an unlucky hairstyle," the fat man said, and walked directly towards the stall, and sat in a very conspicuous position casually.

"Hehe, bald head, guests don't have to worry about eating, how many people are there Brother Rong today? Why don't we sit down and I'll put two tables together for you." The bald head followed closely behind the fat man and Feng Yan, and his bowed head and smile on his face made Feng Yan look surprised.

"No, just the two of us, let's just sit here...... Feng Yan, you order a few first, and I'll make up a few after you finish ordering. The fat man looked at the wind and took the bald head completely as air.

"Then I'll order it first...... Boss, bring us a platter, two plates of garlic eggs, two beef casseroles, the spicier the better. Feng Yan came to the night market he was familiar with, and he didn't need to look at the dishes and order at all, he sat on the stool as steadily as a few people and opened his mouth.

"Roast another three catties of mutton, pick the crispy bones on the side of the ribs, don't let me gnaw on the bones...... Ten more strings of leeks, another twenty roasted oysters, two barrels of five-pound draft beer," the fat man added.

"Okay, don't worry, Brother Rong, I promise not to let you see a single bone...... Then I'll serve you cold dishes and draft beer first, and you sit down first."

"You go get busy," the fat man replied casually without even looking at his bald head.

"Hey, the shelf is a little bigger" Feng Yan was very careful to find that the way the fat man communicated with the bald head was always a bit high, and after the bald head left, Feng Yan finally couldn't help but whisper a word to the fat man.

"They all put up my shelf, and they give it to their faces, so we can't carry it......" The fat man had a disapproving expression.

Feng Yan and the fat man grew up with bare buttocks, although the two of them have rarely had the opportunity to get along together in recent years, but Feng Yan's understanding of the fat man still easily heard the emotions in the fat man's words: "Fat man, the wine will come up in a while, do you have a story?" If you want to have a story, tell it, our brothers haven't gotten along much in the past few years, you're really curious about what you've experienced in the past few years, how you were still poor and white during the New Year, and now you suddenly drive a car and become what they call Brother Rong......"

"Huh...... I can totally understand your curiosity...... Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly in a while, I haven't drunk three rounds yet, and I can't tell if the atmosphere is not in place, what I'm thinking about now is, you just turned your face with the eldest cousin, how can you explain to your aunt? And your eldest cousin, I've seen it a few times, and there is that kind of over-refined energy in her eyes, and it is not a fuel-efficient lamp at first glance. ”

"Her own son is not angry, and she is not used to it, and now she is coming to harm me...... I've finally found a decent living, can I see him ruining me? Don't say it's my cousin, even if it's my own brother, I will never allow him to get in the way of my wealth, what do they love! ”

"Ruthless enough, you, so many years, I really looked at you, I always thought that you had brains, but too temperamental, too affectionate, maybe it can be done, but it can't be a big deal, today I have a new position for you."

"Look at what you can, and give me the conclusion, we both live 24 hours a day, and if you are allowed to grow, you will not be allowed to grow others?"

"Brother Rong, the cold dishes you want, and the draft beer......" The bald head walked over with a plate of cold dishes in one hand, followed by a middle-aged woman with a ponytail and heavy makeup on her face, only to see her holding two barrels of draft beer in both hands and following behind the bald head with a courteous face

"Brother, what kind of wind blew you here, just now your brother Zhang called me and said that I didn't believe you coming......

"My sister-in-law is here, I haven't seen my sister-in-law for a few months, and my sister-in-law is in good shape, my brother Zhang is really blessed......"

"What brother! So if you don't understand the rules, call Brother Rong ......" The bald head put down the dishes in his hand and pretended to whisper a lesson to his daughter-in-law after getting up.

"Brother Zhang, why are you here, shouldn't my sister-in-law call me brother? Aren't we our own? ”

"That's it, it's all my own people, my brother is here, I'm happy, I like to call it how I want, it's nothing for you, you go and get busy with you......"

The middle-aged woman scolded her bald head and turned her head back to that courteous and charming expression: "Brother, I'll bring you the wine ......" The middle-aged woman said and picked up the cup and put it under the faucet of the draft beer barrel: "Brother, if you don't come for a few months, my sister-in-law misses you" The middle-aged woman suddenly glanced at the fat man with a resentful look, although the woman was very careful, but she was still caught by the wind on the side

"I'll go, fat people won't have such a heavy taste," Feng Yan muttered in his heart, and slowly lowered his head with a forced smile.

The fat man, who had finally sent the middle-aged woman away, was looking up and looking around while eating edamame with a look of enjoyment, and suddenly the fat man felt a pair of eyes staring at him

"What are you doing? What kind of eyes this is, the beauty is outside, look out, you see my dry hair. ”

"You all said that your friend's wife should not be bullied, I see that you just flirted with that girl, you are quite polite."

"Friends? That guy wasn't my friend. There are a total of twenty-six stalls in this night market, and their owners, no matter how old or young, have to call Brother Rong when they see me, but they are not my friends, do you know why? ”

"They all owe you money," replied the grim and unseemly. I want to talk about "Our First Decade" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~