Xiong Erbo's wedding was held in the most exclusive hotel in the city. Guo Guozhu and a few classmates arrived at Xiong Erbo's new house a day early. They help to furnish the new house. It's not so much about helping to decorate a new house as it is about finding a chance to reunite with old classmates.

The little steel cannon twisted his short and thick body, and smiled a pair of small slitted eyes so that he couldn't see clearly, as if it was not Xiong Erbo who was married, but himself. He saw that he couldn't intervene, so he said to Guo Guozhu, who was stepping on the ladder and hanging curtains: "It's almost, wow?" If you want me to say, it's pretty much it, you don't need to hang it too tightly, and no one peeks. Hehehe. ”

Guo Guozhu hung a hook on the ladder and said, "But damn it, it's not you who get married, if you get married, you must think more carefully than this...... Quick, hand it over......" The little steel cannon quickly picked up the curtain and handed it over. He asked: "Alas, then who didn't sue?" ”

"Who?" Guo Guozhu was thinking about one thing in his heart at this time, that is, whether Zhen Feng would come on a cloudy day, "Who?" Male or female? ”

"Men and women? And the women? Erbo married a wife, and he is still pulling a girl outside? "The mouth of the little steel cannon stinks. He just dared to talk nonsense in front of Guo Guozhu. He is somewhat restrained in front of others. In Xiong Erbo's original words, it is blindness. Xiong Erbo originally didn't look down on people like Xiaogang Cannon. It's not that he hates the poor and loves the rich, but that the level of these people is too low. Xiaogang Cannon and Guo Guozhu were both born in the old city, and the children of ordinary people who grew up on the street. But although Guo Guozhu is ordinary, his mouth does not stink, and he does not have as many vulgarities as small steel cannons. There is also the righteousness in Guo Guozhu's body. Xiong Erbo didn't welcome Xiao Gang Cannon to attend the wedding, to a certain extent, Xiong Erbo was to have more people, so as to show that he had many friends and was lively. He's a guy who pays special attention to the outside world. He's the protagonist today, and he's busy and just came back from nowhere. As soon as he entered the door, he looked around, greeted his old classmates with a smile, and then asked Guo Guozhu in a low voice: "Wu Yingqiang didn't see him?" ”

Guo Guozhu explained: "Wu Yingqiang can't come, he is just busy, and his hands are not good yet." He asked me to bring it to me. ”

Xiong Erbo had a shallow embarrassed smile on his face. He almost never asked Wu Yingqiang, but now, he seemed a little lost. His loss is not entirely regretful, it should be his dissatisfaction with his old classmates who don't come to support and don't give face. He originally wanted to ridicule Wu Yingqiang with his usual oily tone. But when the words came to his lips, they suddenly became: "Hey, are people busy?" What's wrong with your hands? In his tone, there was something casual.

Guo Guozhu sighed and said, "You know, I told you last time, I was injured, but it doesn't matter. The little steel cannon pouted disdainfully and said, "Hey, it's his fault." When I was working, I didn't know what to think. ”

A few people didn't seem to know about this and asked what was going on. The little steel cannon was interested, and he began to be blind again, and laughed: "Let Wu Yingqiang hold the steel spoon, but he doesn't know what to think, maybe he misses his wife, and he smashed it on his hand." ”

Guo Guozhu was dissatisfied and immediately stopped: "Don't be foolish, why is it someone else's fault?" Strange ball, who smashes the hammer and doesn't pay attention to it——— forget it, why complain about Wu Yingqiang. When Guo Guozhu said these words, there was no laughter mixed with it. Xiong Erbo immediately said: "Yes, it is impossible for Wu Yingqiang to be like us, and from time to time he still thinks of a female doll." No, they don't. "Just kidding, it's Xiong Erbo's forte.