I don't know where this Zhang Debao "hidden" his daughter-in-law, I and Mazi have not seen anyone who looks like a bride here for a long time, but I came just to have a meal, not to see the bride's, if I see the bride is not good-looking, if he marries a good-looking mother-in-law, my heart and Mazi will definitely be more unbalanced. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although this is in the grassland, but after all, Zhang Debao is a Han nationality, so this wedding form is also a Han wedding, I don't like to join in the fun, especially when I see those Mongolian men holding a big bowl of wine, I feel terrible, I think such a big wine bowl, two bowls of wine will not put me down? I saw that there was a table full of women, and there were a few vacant seats, so I pulled him over before Asako could react.

I actually don't like to deal with too many lesbians, I think the impact is not good, but now compared with those alcoholics, it is obviously more appropriate to sit with them, Mazi didn't know the situation just now, and wanted to scold me, but when I sat down and looked, there were all lesbians around me, and the anger that wanted to attack was instantly lowered again, and his face was peachy, and he said without shame: "Hello lesbians!" ”

Although they are all Chinese, but after all, our country is vast, and the appearance of people in different regions is quite different, and the women at the table saw the two of us like this, obviously not locals, but they were also very enthusiastic, and they poured a large bowl of wine for the two of us, which was considered a welcome. I came to this table to avoid the wine, I expected that the Mongolians would be good, both men and women can give you two cups, and now it is obviously not good to leave, I can only smile shyly, and drink all the wine in my stomach with the wine bowl.

Although the wine of Mongolia is not as strong as the wine of the Northeast, but no matter how to say that it is also called wine and not called water, he also goes on the head after drinking too much, and the table is a lesbian except for me and Mazi, the two of us have obviously become the "target of the public" on this table, bowl after bowl of wine, that is, the pockmarks known as the "wine fairy" are a little unbearable, let alone me, two bowls of belly, I feel that the world is spinning, chopsticks can not be held.

I've also said before, some people drink too much and are silent, and some people drink too much and can't control their mouths, as soon as the conversation box opens, it talks endlessly, ten cows may not be able to pull it, I'm okay, I belong to the first type, I drink too much and don't like to say half a word, and Mazi and I are just the opposite, belong to the latter, chopsticks can't hold it, this mouth is getting better and better, a person facing a table of women, can actually talk and laugh, quite a scene of Zhuge Liang's tongue fighting group Confucianism.

In this prairie, the transportation is inconvenient, and there are places where there is no electricity, and this information is even more closed, and the women comrades at the table are just doing some housework on weekdays, and the cultural level is low.

Seeing a group of female comrades surrounding him and asking this and that, he was also excited, he was already top-heavy, and he barely cheered up, so he told the female comrades at the table about his glorious history and what he had seen and heard.

I already have a big head, and listening to Mazi and a group of lesbians chattering non-stop, I have a splitting headache, and I want to bang my head on the table and become sober. Mazi doesn't have much nutritious things in his stomach, at best, he can tell these women comrades how he sells socks, but it just so happens that this group of women comrades doesn't understand anything, they only care about listening to stories, and they don't care whether they pay attention to it or not.

Where did Mazi receive such treatment, seeing that many female comrades were staring at the boss and looking at him intently, his interest became higher and higher, and he couldn't wait to find a blackboard immediately, pick up the chalk and give a lesson to everyone present.

Mazi's "lecture hall" attracted a lot of people, not only the women comrades, but even the male comrades who were playing fists heard the movement here and came over a lot, and for a time our table surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside, and the wedding scene became "Comrade Zhang's lecture hall".

I saw more and more people around me, I was afraid that Mazi would be carried away by excitement, say something that shouldn't be said, and tell him to pay attention to his words and deeds, but where is Mazi willing to pay attention to me now, his current limelight is about to catch up with the groom's official, and he can't be interrupted by others when he speaks, I can't seem to stop him, so I have to beg him in my heart not to say anything wrong.

Mazi is so thick-skinned that he is happier when he sees more people, running the train with his mouth full of spitting stars and flying around, and he does not care about scruples, just to tell his audience something he knows that others do not know. I've heard 99% of what comes out of his mouth, and then there's the hard tongue after drinking too much pockmarks, and I can't speak clearly, and there are a lot of people around me, which makes me dizzy and out of breath.

I saw that Mazi's posture would not stop for an hour or two, so I gave up my seat to an old man next to me, and left the crowd, because most of the people were around, so it seemed that the rest of the place was very empty, and a few people were sparsely distributed in the rest of the tables, and the owners of many of the remaining empty seats went to Mazi's side.

I looked for it, picked an empty seat and sat down, there was only one old man at this table, and the others were all "listening", I looked at this old man in his sixties, grabbed the peanuts on the plate with my hands, and put them into my mouth one by one, chewed them, and then swallowed them, occasionally took a sip of wine, and then chirped a few peanuts, and I didn't touch other dishes for a few minutes, and I didn't notice that there was another person next to the table.

I glanced back at the table just now, I could only hear the voice of Mazi, but I couldn't see his person anymore, everyone clapped their hands and applauded, so lively, and then look at my side, just me and an old man, the old man was still chewing peanuts by himself, as if I was dispensable, and it was cold as if it was not an occasion with Mazi.

The old man in front of me only cared about eating peanuts, and I became more and more annoyed when I saw it, so I couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, they all went over there to join in the fun, why don't you go over there to take a look?" ”

As soon as I spoke, the old man looked up at me: "It's all nonsense, what's there to hear?" As he spoke, he lowered his head and pinched a peanut and chewed it.

He was lukewarm when he talked to me just now, and he couldn't see a little human touch, but his words came into my heart, I didn't expect that at this time there would be someone who was as disdainful of the story of Mazi as I was, although this old man was very cold to me, but I moved a place to sit next to the old man as if I had met a confidant.

When the old man saw me move over, he smiled politely, and then handed me a bowl of wine and said, "Drink it, we'll be friends after drinking!" ”

I said in my heart that it was not good, and I met a drunkard again, but after slowing down for so long, the strength of the wine just now is also in the past, I see that he is also sincere, so he simply took the wine bowl and held his breath, and a bowl of wine can be regarded as the bottom. The old man was very happy to see me drink it all, completely like the indifferent old man who could only eat peanuts before.

"Good young man, there is the arrogance of our prairie people!" The old man chewed a peanut, drank the rest of the wine in his bowl, and gave me a thumbs up.

After I drank this bowl of wine, I was top-heavy again, and my mouth was not very obedient to respond: "Uncle, you are wrong, I am from the Northeast!" ”

The old man was also dizzy when he drank, and muttered: "Northeast? I also moved from the Northeast, so maybe I have real relatives! ”

Two drunk people chatted, outsiders can't understand it, I heard that he is also from the Northeast, haha laughed: "It must be a real relative, I can't run!" ”

The old man said: "My name is Niu Dezhi, what is your name Niu, young man?" ”

I waved my hand: "My surname is Xu, Yan Wu Xu, not Niu!" ”

The old man squinted at me: "Surname Xu?" That's also a real relative, go to the uncle's house tonight, and the uncle will roast you a leg of lamb! ”

I have long been hungry for this roast leg of lamb on the grassland, since the last time I ate at Kaburi's house, this time two or three months have passed, not to mention it, it's okay, now I think about it, saliva can't stop flowing out, the head is still a little unconscious, and then by this roast leg of lamb stimulated, I have already forgotten the matter of agreeing to Kaburi to stay at his house in the morning, and even I forgot about the pockmarks that are still bragging on the side, and I am ready to go home with him with this old bull head.

Although the old cow head is said to be immigrants from the Northeast, but he has lived in this grassland for a long time, even his wife is this grassland people, and his living habits have long been no different from the grassland people, and the family lives in a yurt, and outside the yurt is a herd of sheep raised in captivity, I took a look, good guy, the size of the sheep is larger than the scale of the Kaburi family's flock, it seems that I came to his house this time is also the right one, just when I came to "fight the local tyrants and divide the fields"!

The sons and daughters of the old bull head are also like other young people, all moved to the city to live, the head of the family is he and his wife and son, her wife should not go out on weekdays, see the living people are very enthusiastic, and beckon me to drink a cup of milk tea to relieve fatigue, I chirp and chirp, I feel full of wine, so I drank a cup of milk tea, the right to rinse my mouth, the old cow head should have drunk more than me, and when I came home and called his wife to roast a leg of mutton, I turned over on the felt on the ground and snored.

Listening to his rhythmic snoring, I was also very sleepy, and climbed on another piece of felt next to the old bull's head, and closed my eyes to recuperate.