When Zhao Haipeng approached the shopkeeper Tong with chopsticks, he was dancing on the table, although the shopkeeper Tong was a lot older and drank wine, but I could still hear him singing vaguely "You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering, to the end of the world......"

Listening to the shopkeeper Tong's broken gong and singing pop songs like smashing pots and selling iron is naturally a terrible torture. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Others sing love songs, how do I feel that he sings about sandstorms?

I couldn't bear it, so I turned my eyes for help to Zhao Haipeng, who was approaching step by step, and told him at the same time: "Start lightly, and solve it quickly!"

Zhao Haipeng listened to my words, nodded firmly, and then he held the chopsticks in his hand tightly and came to the table where the shopkeeper Tong was drunk.

After patting the table, Lao Zhao said to the shopkeeper Tong: "Brother, who do you think I look like?"

Hearing this, the shopkeeper Tong, who had been dancing on the table, finally calmed down.

He opened the hazy folds of his sleepy eyes, looked down at Zhao Haipeng, and said to Lao Zhao: "Second uncle, are you still alive? Why are you so many years younger?"

In this regard, Shui He and I almost burst out laughing, but Lao Zhao nodded at the shopkeeper with a calm face: "Since I am your second uncle, then listen to me and open your mouth obediently!" ”

With Zhao Haipeng's words, our old neighbor really opened his mouth like a child.

After that, Zhao Haipeng was quick with his hands, grabbed the tongue of the shopkeeper Tong, and picked it in with chopsticks!

After a "wow!", our shopkeeper Tong spit out all the things in his stomach under the stimulation of Lao Zhao's chopsticks. Then he collapsed off the table like a deflated balloon.

The shopkeeper Tong was so soft that he should have fallen from the table to the ground, but at this critical moment, Zhao Haipeng made a move, and fiercely supported the chest of the shopkeeper Tong at the moment when the old shopkeeper was in free fall, and then put him "softly" into the chair.

After stabilizing the shopkeeper Tong, Zhao Haipeng ignored the smell of alcohol all over his body, steadied his shoulders, raised his head, and began to ask.

Lao Zhao said: "Shopkeeper, do you still know who I am?"

Shopkeeper Tong nodded with difficulty: "I know, Zhao Haipeng ......"

Lao Zhao nodded, then stretched out his hand and pointed at Shui He and said, "What about her?"

Seeing the question, the shopkeeper Tong turned his head and glanced at Shui He, then nodded and said, "Zhao Shui He!"

In the end, Lao Zhao pointed his finger at me, and asked the shopkeeper Tong, "What about this?"

When he saw me and asked me, the shopkeeper Tong opened his mouth and replied without thinking: "This is not a person, this is an iron rooster!"

The shopkeeper Tong's words made me very angry, thinking that Yadu was so virtuous, and even scolded me in a different way, which was shameless.

Therefore, I immediately rushed back at him and said, "I'm the Iron Rooster, so what are you?!"

Seeing me ask, the shopkeeper replied to me with a smile: "I'm a grilled chicken!"

As soon as the shopkeeper Tong's words came out, Zhao Haipeng, who was holding him, immediately shook his head, and then he told me: "The brain is not clear yet, don't we have soaked mung beans in the back kitchen? Cook him a bowl of soup, add jujube kernels to drink, and sleep again, it will be fine." ”

With Lao Zhao's words, several of us immediately went separately. The fourth child and I made a decoction for the shopkeeper Tong, while Zhao Haipeng and Shui He were responsible for watching the old shopkeeper to prevent him from having another moth.

During this period, my younger brother Ah Si asked me an interesting question, he said that Zhao Haipeng practiced what kind of "point point Dafa", even with only a pair of chopsticks, he could make the old shopkeeper spit out everything.

For my brother's boring and boring ignorance, I could only respond with a contemptuous gaze.

Then, I stretched out my hand, pointed at Ah Si's mouth and said, "You don't need chopsticks, you can put your fingers under the root of your tongue, and you can make yourself vomit!

After speaking, I didn't pay attention to Ah Si who clasped his tongue with my hand, and went to make soup for the shopkeeper Tong by myself.

...... After half an hour, we pinched the shopkeeper's nose and swallowed all the things that night, he finally gradually reduced his tendency to toss, and finally returned to peace and fell asleep.

After the shopkeeper Tong slept, we still couldn't be idle, cleaning the "battlefield", not to mention the table sweeping the floor, and we had to clean up the vomit left by the shopkeeper Tong a little bit, and endured the unacceptable smell of alcohol.

The originally beautiful start of the dinner ended miserably because of the drunken maniac's behavior of the shopkeeper.

When I took my younger brother and Lao Zhao and packed up all the things in front of me, I had time to look up at my watch a few times.

Then, I was embarrassed to find that it was close to the early hours of the morning.

I ate a meal for more than four hours, and I thought I was drunk too. And I had to get up at six o'clock the next day to prepare for the opening of the hotel. With such a high-intensity arrangement, it is not very comfortable for anyone to change their hearts.

Of course, even if I am not satisfied, it is useless to complain in my heart, so I have no choice but to sleep on a stool with everyone, hoping to recover as much energy as possible during this period of time.

Following this helpless fact, we all fell asleep in a hurry with our clothes closed, and it was not until the next morning, when Master Ji pecked my hand through the cage, that I was awakened in that burst of pain.

With sleepy eyes fluffy, I looked up and saw no of my buddy. His shopkeeper is still there, but he is as straight as a dead man, and his sleep is really unsightly.

Of course, he is not elegant, and I don't have time to care about him, because as soon as we open our eyes, we will keep working and making money.

In the pressed time, I dispelled the fatigue as quickly as I could, and I was busy setting up my stools and removing the window panels.

When everything was almost ready, I called my old shopkeeper and told him to get up for breakfast, and then go back to his business.

The shopkeeper who was woken up by me patted his head, looked shocked and surprised, didn't speak for a long time, and asked me why I slept with me last night?

Seeing that the shopkeeper Tong's brain was fragmented, I shook my hand indifferently, first served him a bowl of shredded chicken chaos beaten with water and lotus, and further told him the ridiculous things of yesterday.

After three or two sentences, my old neighbor looked embarrassed at the time, and said to me like "drinking and making mistakes, and having no face to see people".

I didn't have time to listen to the old shopkeeper's regrets, so I only told him to eat more, don't forget about the relocation, and I was busy with our morning work!

At this point, our busy day in the hotel has officially begun!