Xiaobao, who is helpless, can only choose to calm down in the end.

He pretended to be deaf and dumb and ate all the dishes on both sides, but unexpectedly, two pairs of chopsticks were handed to his bowl at the same time.

Xiaobao looked at the two of them in a panic, only to see that they were like angry, staring at each other without moving.

What's the matter, why does Xiaomei, who usually looks soft and weak, dare to look at the tigress today?

That's not her style at all.

Ay.

It seems that if I don't talk again, this meal will have to kill me.

Xiaobao thought to himself in his heart, and hurriedly reminded: "I said that you don't patronize the food for me, okay, you can all eat together." ”

"Hmm."

"Okay."

Xiaomei and Cuihong stared at each other and snorted coldly, and then completely ignored each other and began to eat their own food.

The two of them are like having a knot, and neither of them will take the initiative to talk to the other.

This kind of depression made Xiaobao depressed for no reason, so he tasted the taste of liquor for the first time in his life.

Seeing this, Uncle Cheng and Wang Tao both slapped the table, "Xiao Bao Wow, you guy finally has a handful!" Come on, come on, first make a bowl with my brother. ”

"Get out of here, take advantage of my brother-in-law."

Uncle Cheng rolled his eyes at Wang Tao, suddenly turned his head and stared at Xiaobao with a smile: "Come on, come on, your brother is here, first make a bowl with me." ”

"Uh, hiccup."

After all, it was the first time to drink, so Xiaobao already felt top-heavy before he drank much.

He stared at Uncle Cheng with a slightly red face, and then looked at Wang Tao stupidly: "Haha, you guys talk a lot of nonsense." ”

As soon as the words fell, he casually picked up the wine bowl on the table, and touched Uncle Cheng and Wang Tao respectively: "Two brothers drink together, we are all good brothers!" ”

Uncle Cheng and Wang Tao were stunned, only to see that Xiaobao had already drunk a bowl of wine.

"Bang."

After a muffled sound, Xiaobao was already drunk and fell on the table.

"You can't drink too much, why is it too much in one bowl, tsk, it's really wasteful..."

Wang Tao stared at Xiaobao with blank eyes, and when he was talking like a river, Uncle Cheng directly interrupted him: "Don't talk so much, the opponent who fights with you is me, not my brother-in-law." ”

He stretched out his hand and slapped Wang Tao's head hard, "Stinky boy, I can tell you, don't bully my Xiaobao in the future, and besides, if he encounters any trouble in the future, you have to go over to help him as soon as possible." ”

"Oh."

Wang Tao rubbed his head, listening to what he said with his tongue wide in the clouds, he only thought that he had drunk too much.

So it doesn't matter what he says, just nod like a chicken pecking rice.

The two of them chatted hotly, but Cui Hong and Xiaomei had already taken Xiao Bao, who was drunk and unconscious, back to the room to rest.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Uncle Cheng suddenly reached out and took out a simple jade pendant from his arms.

His eyes were slightly red as he stared at Yu Pei and kept laughing.

But laughing and laughing, he began to cry, but as he cried, he turned his face and laughed again.

Oh my god, this guy is crying and laughing, it's weird, he must have drunk too much, right?

Wang Tao was frightened enough by his nervous appearance, so he persuaded him with a trembling voice that it was better to go back to rest.

Uncle Cheng grabbed Wang Tao's arm, smiled with tears in his eyes and said, "Do you know, the days when I went up the mountain to learn art were the happiest time I ever had in my life!" ”

Wang Tao was stunned, should I answer that I know, or should I say I don't know.

He tilted his head and thought about it, but he heard Uncle Cheng continue: "Although the days before were hard, but what we lived was a comfortable one, I remember that once I went down to the river to catch fish, so I almost drowned on the spot, if it wasn't for me..."

"Oh, brother, are you having a bad time now? Why do you always like to talk about the past? ”

When Uncle Cheng was talking energetically, Cuihong walked in with a bowl of hot soup.

She put down the hot soup, and then urged her uncle repeatedly, saying that he should drink the soup quickly, and then go back to sleep.

was forcibly interrupted from his narration, Uncle Cheng seemed a little unhappy, and when he was silent with a calm face, he only heard Cui Hong speak: "Brother, we still have a long life in the future, let him pass the past." ”

Uncle Cheng turned his eyes to look at Cui Hong's serious appearance, and couldn't help but shake his head as if laughing at himself: "Hey, maybe I'm old, this drinking wow, I think of those things in the past." ”

He reluctantly picked up the hot soup and drank it slowly, then got up and swayed and prepared to go back to rest.

But when he was about to walk out of the door, he suddenly turned his head and asked Cuihong as if he was very concerned: "That, Xiaobao went back to your room to rest, right?" ”

"Hmm."

Cui Hong didn't expect him to mention this stubble, so she could only nod to him with a red face in a hurry.

When Uncle Cheng looked at the emerald red and fierce face, he actually showed a unique shyness, and his mood was even better.

"Haha, that's good, that's good."

Uncle Cheng laughed heartily a few times, and before he stepped out of the door, Wang Tao's cry like killing a pig came from behind him: "Oh my mother, why am I so miserable, this is too unfair, why is it always me who is unlucky!" Woo..."

Uncle Cheng and Cui Hong turned around when they heard the movement, only to see Wang Tao sitting alone on the table and hiding his face and crying bitterly.

He was in tears, and the crying was heartbreaking.

Uncle Cheng was puzzled and asked him why he was sad.

Wang Tao did not hide it, and immediately told the omen and inventory that he encountered when he was born.

also said that because of the weirdness of his birth, this matter has always been used as a laughing stock by the villagers.

The more everyone spreads, the more evil they become, and there is nothing to say, in short, there is no good word.

In the end, the rumors intensified, and many versions had evolved, which made the people in the village panic, and no one dared to take the initiative to visit his house {go to other people's houses to chat}.

Even if he usually meets children of the same age in the fields, no one dares to come and play with him.

Dad and Mom knew in their hearts that the villagers' indifferent attitudes towards their homes were all caused by Wang Tao, but even this could not shake their parents' love for Wang Tao.

Speaking of these, Wang Tao cried even more sadly.

He said: "Since the death of my father and mother, I can only pretend to be heartless and alive.

The reason why I pretend to be heartless is that I don't want people who watch my jokes to talk behind my back, right! I just can't let them speak ill of me. ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head and grabbed Uncle Cheng's shirt and wiped his big nose, "Don't look at me giggling all day long, in fact, I don't feel good in my heart, I'm uncomfortable."

I remember that when I was forced to leave the village, I was almost dragged out of the village by Ma Laohan step by step.

I couldn't leave my homeland, and my tears were rolling in my eyes at that time.

I wanted to cry out loud, but I didn't.

Because I knew that crying would not solve the problem, but would be laughed at by those who were indifferent, which is why I didn't want to shed tears at that time. ”