The sun has risen, firecrackers are ringing in unison in every household in the village, and the taste of the year is very strong.

Bai Ze's eyes were mocking, he let go of his worries, and planned to go to Uncle Tian's house, which was unprofitable and couldn't afford to be early.

As life gets better and better, every household in Lotus Leaf Village has already been replaced with a tall brick wall, and only Lao Bai's house is still an earthen wall more than ten years ago.

Tian Fugui's other directions have naturally been stacked with brick walls, but there is still a fence cane between them and Bai Ze's house.

The reason is simple, the fence pole can move.

Over the years, the yard of the old Bai family's big locust tree, which is nearly ten meters wide, has been slowly encroached upon by Tian Fugui's rats like a hole today, and a third tomorrow.

So far, Tian Fugui has habitually kicked the fence cane when he gets up in the morning.

However, the fence cane has already been dead on the old locust tree, it seems that if it were not for the old locust tree with a thickness of several meters, Tian Fugui would be eager to push the old locust tree to occupy a few more inches of the old Bai family's yard.

Bai Ze touched the vigorous bark of the old locust tree emotionally and walked to the next door. As the wind blows, the two old locust trees make a clattering sound, guarding their homeland every step of the way.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, Tian Fugui was lighting a cannon battle at the door, just when Bai Ze arrived, the cannon crackled, and the wind blew, enveloping Bai Ze in a cloud of gunsmoke.

It took a while for the firecrackers to stop, and the wine worms trembled in fear in Bai Ze's down jacket, and drilled into it again.

Tian Fugui took a puff of the cigarette used to light the cannonball, and pulled Bai Ze into the house with a smile on his face.

On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Tian Fugui's family of three plus Bai Ze and an outsider sat around the dinner table and ate a meal of noodles that were salty but tasteless.

Tian Fugui's daughter just graduated from a book in this province last year, thinking that when his daughter was just admitted to university, Tian Fugui feasted on guests, and the people in the village did not look up and look down.

I don't want to, in order to save a little money on vegetables, Tian Fugui asked the master chef to put salt hard, so that everyone couldn't eat a few mouthfuls of food, so they could only drink wine to quench their thirst.

Drinking on an empty stomach, after a while all the people in the village were drunk, and they went back to their homes.

The cooking master saw that something was wrong, and he was afraid that his reputation for cooking would be ruined, so he secretly revealed the news after going back, and the people in the village once again saw the vole's slamming the door.

In fact, Tian Fugui did not deliberately target the people in the village, his family was like this, even if today was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, these few dishes on the table were very delicious.

Tian Fugui's daughter Tian Zhen is already a twenty-five-year-old girl in the countryside, she helped the narrow myopia mirror at the bottom of the wine bottle on the bridge of her nose, and pulled the vegetables with chopsticks in her hand, but it was too salty to taste, so she had to give up and drink a sip of water.

The girl put down the water glass, stared at Bai Ze's bald hair shining in the morning light for a while, was pinched by Tian Fugui's wife, and finally remembered the task assigned to her by her parents, and said hurriedly:

"Little Brother Bai is also in his third year of high school, how is it, do you have any universities you want to go to?"

For a high school student, the development of the topic is always inseparable from the grades, Bai Ze has long been a soldier who has been bombarded by neighborhood problems, not to mention that he has always been vigilant against the three members of the Lao Tian family, after all, there is nothing to do to be courteous or a traitor.

Hearing this cliché question, Bai Ze breathed a long sigh of relief, and Cheng Zhu replied in his chest:

"Of course, there are those who want to take the test, but the grades are average, and the school will definitely be determined according to the scores. ”

Speaking of this, Bai Ze didn't take a breath, changed the topic with rich experience, and asked rhetorically:

"What kind of job is Sister Xiao Zhen doing now? A few thousand dollars a month? Is there a partner?"

Tian Zhen was choked by this set of heart-piercing triple blows and was speechless for a while, looking at Bai Ze's eager eyes, I was afraid that as long as she answered one question, extended questions would immediately follow.

Seeing that his daughter was not strong, Tian Fugui turned his eyes with a pair of thief eyes, glanced at his old lady, and motioned for her to bring the wine.

Turning his head, Tian Fugui's expression sank, revealing a little pain, and began to talk about the past in the neighborhood, and he strongly admired Bai Ze's grandfather in his words. When I heard it unknowingly, I was afraid that Tian Fugui's surname was Bai, and it was Bai Ze's grandfather's long-lost biological son!

After a while, Tian Fugui's wife took out two bottles of burning knives with the highest degree from home and served them hot.

Tian Fugui's mouth kept talking, distracting Bai Ze's attention, and his hands kept moving very skillfully. After pouring the wine, he put the cup in front of him, and Bai Ze also had an extra cup of burning knives in front of him.

Bai Ze showed a look of surprise on his face, and hurriedly waved his hand and refused:

"Uncle Tian, how old am I, I can't drink alcohol at all, let alone liquor. ”

Tian Fugui's hand holding the wine glass trembled, put it down, his small eyes revealed sadness, and sighed:

"Hey, Xiao Ze, your grandfather and parents left early, and your Uncle Tian can be regarded as watching you grow up. Uncle Tian has a shallow culture, and he can't teach you anything else, but you are also eighteen years old, and men of this age in the countryside have already become families and have children, so you have to drink this wine, if you don't drink, is it considered a man?"

Speaking of this, Tian Fugui saw that Bai Ze still wanted to refuse, his face sank, and he said in a low voice:

"Xiao Ze, this is the New Year, your Uncle Tian has no other requirements, just take a sip of meaning, do you have to give Uncle Tian face?"

Bai Ze sneered in his heart, if it weren't for last night's adventure, I'm afraid I would really have to turn my face today to get out of this door.

But grandpa had better clear his name, after he really turned his face, I don't know how the vole family will ruin the reputation of the old Bai family in the future.

But now that the wine worm is in hand, the last thing Bai Ze is afraid of now is drinking.

Bai Ze pretended to be depressed on his face, and reluctantly brought over the wine glass, but secretly thought in his heart:

"The rat's tail is finally coming out, I'm going to see what the hell you're up to!"

Seeing Bai Ze take the wine glass, the vole's face immediately turned cloudy and smiled. The two mustaches swayed up and down with the smile, indescribably cunning and insidious.

The vole put a big mouthful of food in Bai Ze's bowl, but before Bai Ze could take a bite, he directly picked up the wine glass and persuaded the wine with a smile on his face:

"Come, Ozawa, let's go one!"

Bai Ze had a reluctant smile on his face, but his subordinates took advantage of the time just now to quietly hide the wine worm in the sleeve of his sweater under the table.

Bai Ze picked up the wine glass without tears on his face, and covered the mouth of the glass with both hands, just covering the sight of everyone opposite.

The wine worm took the opportunity to crawl to the mouth of the cup, opened his mouth and sucked it, only to see that the essence of the wine was connected into a waterline and disappeared into the mouth of the wine worm.

The wine worm was so happy that his two little eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile and burrowed back into his sleeve.

The soju in the wine glass was a layer shallower, Bai Ze tilted his neck, and a glass of soju that was no different from water was poured down by him in two sips.

Bai Zeba chirped twice, with a refreshing expression on his face, and let out a long breath.

The vole was a little dumbfounded from the sidelines, it was the first time he had seen a second person drinking like this.

Seeing that Bai Ze burned the knife in a glass, his face was not red, the vole smelled the smell, with doubts in his eyes, and he also took a big sip.

The burning knife at more than 50 degrees is really like the wine, and a hot and spicy line of fire like a knife flows into the throat, so hot that the vole covers the back of his head, coughs earth-shatteringly, and blushes like a monkey's ass before half a sound, and eases up from the dizziness.