According to Qibao, the old prostitute is not very old, even a year younger than him, but in terms of appearance, the old prostitute is rich as his father, and the standard forty or fifty-year-old face.

But strangely, Shippo said that the animal had to go out to play six days a week, and take one day to rest.

From the age of sixteen to the present, he has not "lost" in his dog days, and his kidney function is simply outrageous.

"Really, outrageous!"

Qibao took a cigarette in his mouth, glanced at the old prostitute, and continued to chat with me: "Old Shen, look at his face, is there a sign of imminent kidney deficiency?" ”

I didn't squeak, I looked at the old prostitute very seriously, and I was very surprised.

"Nope." I couldn't help muttering, my face full of disbelief: "This face is more ruddy than both of us, is it usually too much?" ”

"Hey! Brother Shen is an understanding person! The old prostitute gave me a thumbs up and said proudly: "My family has been in business for generations, and I lack everything, but I am not short of money, so I am still very careful in terms of food supplements!" ”

As she spoke, the old prostitute opened the cowhide bag in her hand, took out a bottle of red wine and three goblets, and poured them full.

I looked at the goblet in front of me, and then at the shopkeeper standing on the side, with a dull face, and I felt like I was living in a dream.

Dog's day.

Running to a small restaurant to drink red wine and bring your own goblet, fuck it

"Is it appropriate?" Qibao grinned at the glass of red wine in front of him, and was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to get into: "Seriously, old prostitute, if it weren't for Lao Tzu to ask you for something, I would have wanted to pretend that I didn't know you." ”

"Hey, you know a fart, this is called vulgar is elegant." The old prostitute smiled and said: "Yadu drinking red wine in a small restaurant is basically equivalent to eating stinky tofu in the Louvre, hey Speaking of which, have you ever eaten stinky tofu in Changsha?" ”

If you don't say that things gather like people, people are divided into groups, the old prostitute speaks and jumps out, which is exactly the same as Qibao!

But when you think about it, that's not right either.

Qibao and I are absolute friends, but I and him are completely two extremes, is this the principle that the extremes of things must attract each other?

"No kidding, none of you want to leave today, you have to follow me to have fun!" The old prostitute patted the table, but she didn't feel shy, and her voice was similar to usual: "I don't dare to say it elsewhere, in Hunan, I am the famous old prostitute, I don't believe you to inquire!" ”

"Ouch, I don't see that you are still in the underworld, not only playing prostitution but also playing black?" Qibao said in a loud voice: "Even the identity of carrying the handle has come out, it is really impressive for three days."

At this time, Qibao seemed to realize something, and looked at the old prostitute very suspiciously.

"Can you repeat what you just said?"

"I said I'm an old prostitute, what's wrong with that?" The old prostitute snorted, and was very disdainful of Qibao's reaction, as if he felt that he was too uninformed: "If there are 1,000 regular stores in Hunan Province, of which there are 999 of them, I am all P, do you think I am considered an old prostitute." ”

"I knew there would be today, when you were arrested by the anti-pornography in Chengdu, I shouldn't have let people protect you." Qibao stomped his foot in pain: "Fall! ”

"Can we get down to business?" I asked tentatively, and then smiled awkwardly at the old prostitute: "Dude, I'm really in a hurry to do it, you come to Sichuan in the future, I'll be the east, and I'll take you to have a good time." ”

"Colored?" The old prostitute asked me curiously.

"Red." I sighed: "Standard red." ”

Hearing these two words, the old prostitute's eyes were about to pop out, wiped her saliva and said, if you want it, I will definitely go in the future!

After settling the bill, I walked out with Qibao, and the old prostitute ran to drive first, as if his car was parked at the corner of the street, and the nearby parking space was too much for him.

"Old Shen, you won't also fall, will you?" Shippo asked me with a hippie smile, "What's red?" ”

"What color can a hot pot with spicy seeds be if it's not red?" I said helplessly, "Your minds, how lacking in consciousness they are! ”

Qibao laughed twice, and said Guess that's it, if you dare to take the old prostitute to Chengdu to play really, the old man has to twist your head off.

Two minutes later, the old prostitute drove a king-sized jeep over, although I don't know what brand it was, but just by looking at it, I knew that this car was definitely not cheap, and it was a lap larger than the military jeep that Qibao had borrowed.

"Get in the car, buddy, it is estimated that it will take most of the day to walk Longshan from here, and by the time it is time for dinner in the evening, it will almost be at the destination."

The old prostitute sat in the driver's seat and waved at us.

When I got in the car, I realized that the old prostitute was a careful person.

There is a bunch of food and drink on the back seat of the car, and it is not an exaggeration to say that just the three of us can take this pile of roast duck snacks for two or three days.

"I'm afraid you'll be hungry on the road, so I just bought something to eat, it's not a good thing, it's improvised, it's an emergency, don't you mind." The old prostitute said as if she was joking.

"Thanks buddy." I was grateful.

"No thanks, Qibao's brother is my brother, what, there are two cigarettes in the back of the car, you can take them and smoke them yourself."

"Who's kind to you?" Qibao smiled, took care of himself, opened a cigarette, threw a pack to the old prostitute, and stuffed the rest into his duffel bag.

sat in the car and chatted with the old prostitute for a while, and the atmosphere gradually became familiar.

To tell the truth, the old prostitute is really good, except for a little problem with the style of life, the rest is nothing, and the personality and conversation are very close to Qibao

Before getting on the highway, the car stopped on the side of the road for a while, and the old prostitute got out of the car to pee for the sake of safety, and it was at this time that I found the opportunity to ask Qibao.

"I'm asking you something, I'm curious." I pressed my throat and asked Shippo as I watched the old prostitute who peed on our back on the side of the road, "How did he get on this path?" Don't tell me you were born. ”

Qibao seemed to have guessed that I would ask this, lit a cigarette and glanced at me, and said very calmly: "I raised him the day after tomorrow, but don't look down on him, and you can't blame him for this problem the day after tomorrow."

"How did you raise it?"

"Love, it's because of some setbacks that an old prostitute becomes an old prostitute." Qibao smoked a cigarette and shook his head: "This animal is considered to have given up on himself, and said that he does not plan to get married in the future, saying that he does not believe in love, isn't this looking for smoking, his father is dying"

"As for it," I was stunned: "What kind of setback is it?" ”

Qibao didn't say anything, smiled and shook his head without squeaking, as if he didn't plan to continue the topic with me.

The old prostitute returned to the car and sat down, and seemed to feel that the atmosphere was a little wrong, so she looked back at us a few times: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, talk about your red wine." Qibao diverted the topic: "You brought your own red wine for a dog day's meal, but I didn't find that you could pretend to be like this." ”

"I didn't buy it, I went to the club last night and the boss gave it to me." The old prostitute was also a little embarrassed when she talked about it, and scratched her head: "It's a waste to keep it, and I can drink it with you." ”

At this time, the old prostitute seemed to have discovered something, looked up at the rearview mirror, and her expression changed slightly.

"Brother Shen, are you sick?"

"Nope." I replied subconsciously.

"You're getting a nosebleed." The old prostitute reminded.

I touched my nose and was about to say that it was not a big deal, but I couldn't say anything when I saw the blackened blood on my fingers.

"I can't seem to stop it." The old prostitute was a little nervous: "I'll take you to the hospital, right?" ”

"It's fine." I leaned back, tilted my head slightly, and said in a sullen voice, "Old problem, it's on fire." ”

Qibao is a person who knows the inside story, so at that time, he was more panicked than the old prostitute, and asked me in a low voice, "Has it become serious??" Can it hold on?? ”

"Yes."

I took the napkin handed by the old prostitute, and after blocking my nose, I didn't feel any better, but it became more serious inexplicably.

"It's just a little dizzy"

As I spoke, I blinked and rubbed my eyes vigorously, but my vision still did not recover, and everything was foggy and blurry.

"Maybe I'll have to get some sleep, and you'll call me when you get there."