Twisting his eyebrows, Jiang Twelve twisted his head.

This old thief... How do you know this?

"I said, old fellow, where have you been all this time?" As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Twelve didn't ask the curiosity in his heart, but was a little angry that this uncle threw his home.

"I've been getting bored lately. I went to find a few friends. After leaning on the bed and saying this, the bull head Chu Li also appeared in the room with a wine bottle.

“... I said I'm dating this kid... You're not a kick... Now... Now it's all right! My tongue is rolled up! After saying this sentence with a dazzle, the bull's head fell straight on the ground of the Jiang Twelve Family.

Fortunately, it was a concrete floor, but there were a few cracks.

“... I said old thing, do you have something to say to me? Looking at the cow head that fell to the ground and got drunk, Jiang Twelve suddenly laughed.

"Boy, this is the attitude you have to talk to me?!" Seeing Jiang Twelve's sudden appearance of hanging his son, this uncle naturally came up again with that old face.

"How can I talk to you? I said He Ming, I've washed your underwear?!! ”

"Uh..." Jiang Twelve's sudden words, he really didn't know how to reply. This is the New Year, you kid said how angry it is...

"Don't! I'm doing the work at home, right?! I sweep the wine bottles, I pick up the garbage, and I earn odd jobs! Not to mention this, every day Lao Tzu has to wear the stars and the moon to go to school. Right?! ”

"Hmm...."

"In addition to drinking with a girl, you just have nothing wrong with shitting, sleeping and farting, right? Before you laid off, I didn't see how much money you gave me, did you? "After saying this, Jiang Twelve is right! How many years have I been a servant!!

“.. Ay? There's a moon out there, huh? Suddenly, he pointed out. Jiang Twelve's uncle said.

"Yo, yes, the moon is really big! Bei'er looks like a human face, it's so round. Uncle, if you don't have a face, I'll get one for you, right? As soon as these words came out, Jiang Twelve's uncle didn't mention how embarrassed he was...

Turning his head, he looked at Jiang Twelve's angry and smiling face. Jiang Twelve's uncle said slowly.

"Well, my name is He Ming. It's your uncle. ”

"Oh, so may I ask if this is a real name or a fake name?"

“... As a person, it is a real name. ”

"Excuse me, what was your name when you weren't human?"

"I'm not human... Forehead... Never mind. You've grown a little bit now, too. Now that you've made your choice. I don't want to interfere with you anymore. After taking a few sips of the wine bottle, He Ming touched his trouser pocket and found a pack of cigarettes from it.

Tearing open the package, after He Ming skillfully lit a cigarette and lit a fire, he looked at Jiang Twelve and sent the lighter and cigarettes over.

"If you want to ask a question, just smoke it with me. Don't expect me to answer. As soon as his attitude changed, this He Ming actually aroused Jiang Twelve's appetite.

"Wow rub! Old thing, do you want face? ”

"I'm sorry, I don't want to. Are you either? Send you. ”

“... Wipe!!! ”

Looking at He Ming's smiling face, Jiang Twelve could only say one word between his teeth. This old thing, you just fell into it yourself, and you still forced me?!

"Goodbye!" Getting up, Jiang Twelve lifted his butt and left the bed. It's a joke to fool around with me.

"Jiang Twelve, your dead father at the beginning, but that's how I smoked and drank." Just when Jiang Twelve was about to go out. He Ming took a hard puff and said as he spit out the smoke ring.

I heard my father... Jiang Twelve suddenly closed his eyes. Then he slowly turned his head...

"Am I understandable as... You, my parents' past... Those so-called information... Are they all fake? At this moment, Jiang Twelve didn't understand He Ming's identity. He Jiang Twelve himself, and he also has a special identity in the liquor store...

In other words, it's a rag wrapped with gold bars, to hide people's eyes.

"Yes. That's right! But... If you don't pick up this cigarette and don't pour the wine, Jiang Twelve, don't you want to get a useful word from my mouth. Looking at Jiang Twelve, this He Ming actually added another condition!

For Jiang Twelve in front of him, He Ming's memory seems to have seen himself back then. It's just that behind him, there is a little girl hiding...

He Ming's words, Jiang Twelve naturally didn't understand. Now I've added wine... If it's grinding for a while, this old thing wants me to spend money to pinch my feet with him to make a big sword... I'm afraid I'll go...

It's holding my pigtails...

There was a moment in my mind. Jiang Twelve looked at the beer bottle on the small table and directly took one. I bit it open with my teeth and poured it violently. Then he took the cigarette and lit one decently.

"Ahem... Go ahead. "Smoking is something that people who fiddle with for the first time basically don't know. It's hard to swallow and suck as simple as that.

Jiang Twelve's sudden decision was a sharp move. It reminded He Ming of his original self. Although his sister tried every means to stop him, he still did it impulsively. Take the initiative to ask that man and find the answer to his life...

“... This wine.... As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Twelve's body went limp, and he suddenly fell on the bed. The blood in the body instantly became like a surge of magma. My breathing became heavier, and my brain was dizzy. However, the spirit is extraordinarily concentrated.

“... Why... Isn't that just... General... Ordinary beer? Shaking his head vigorously, Jiang Twelve looked at the beer on the table and looked up and asked He Ming.

“... Don't worry, it's okay not to drink more. The wine I touch, it will become like this. Wine and I have long been integrated into the soul... He Ming's words, Jiang Twelve naturally listened carefully.

However, the appearance of the person in front of him is changing little by little, and the original sloppy drunkard seems to have a shadow on his body...

That's what a scholar in Tsing Yi looks like... There is a glint of wisdom between the eyebrows...

“... Old thing, you shouldn't be Cui Ming, right?! Leaning against the wall hard, Jiang Twelve looked at his uncle and said.

All this, in fact, is not difficult to guess. Although this wine is drunk on the body, it is extremely sober for the soul body.

With such a strange ability to control wine, a mysterious guy who can be so close to the bull head and in the same magnitude... Coupled with the sudden appearance of Cui Ming... The sudden disappearance of this old thing... Everything, it's not hard to guess...

“... Well. Jiang Twelve's words, He Ming just replied casually. For the name Cui Ming, he has forgotten it for a long time....

Talent and wisdom. It is synonymous with his life. But this can't resist the ruin of the underworld. Even if there are thousands of schemes, under the absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are in vain...

That's why he was depressed....

“... You can rest assured that your sister... His uncle confessed his identity. Jiang Twelve, on the contrary, cared about others.

He Jiang Twelve didn't know why he didn't ask about himself, but he actually remembered the little girl he met at the beginning. The stubborn girl who was not in good health and forced herself to go to the drunken wine shop...

That little girl, how many things do you have to bear alone...

In the backstage of writers, you can't go up alive or dead. The phone's are all hung up....

(End of chapter)