He Jing smiled sweetly: "I'm sorry uncle, I can't drink, I'm underage."

The man was only about 25 years old, and when he heard He Jing call him "uncle", his face changed: "What do you call me?"

He Jing blinked, looking extremely innocent: "Call you uncle, what's wrong?"

The man slapped the table and got up, just about to play tricks, He Zhou stood in front of He Jing, his face was cold, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and he looked like "Do you want to fight, whatever".

The man froze for a moment, scolding: "If you have a disease in your eyes, go for treatment early, Lao Tzu is only a few years older than you."

He Jing ignored it and smiled at He Zhou: "Thank you, third brother."

He Zhou originally wanted her to experience what it means to be a folk suffering, embarrass her, and watch her jokes, but at this time, he was inexplicably angry, pressed her head down, and said coldly: "If you deliberately provoke trouble again, I will throw you here, you give me some fun, and hide your face."

He Jing responded obediently and softly: "Oh~"

He Zhou's fire was even bigger, rudely grabbed her hand and walked forward, they passed through a group of heavyweights, and came to a stall with strong fireworks, and then He Jing saw He Yi who was smoked with tears in his eyes, and He Chen who quickly turned the barbecue.

They don't look like students at all, but they are very much like social people who dropped out of school early and came out to work.

He Jing's pupils shrank sharply, and he shouted loudly, "Sixth brother."

As soon as He Yi raised his head, the face on his blackened face became even more ugly.

He Chen also raised his head, the barbecue in his hand forgot to turn, and the fat dripped, and the "Zizi" smoked from the charcoal stove.

He Zhou was already surprised, and only asked, "Why are you still here?"

He Yi behaved a little stiffly: "My aunt's business is too busy, so she will stay with us for a few more days."

He Jing sneered and thought: Where is this to keep them for a few more days, it is obvious that they are treated as coolies who don't need money, and they are desperately squeezed.

He Chen was quite calm: "Third brother, why did you bring Sister He Jing here, this is not the place where she should come."

He Zhou had already repented.

He wrinkled his eyebrows and said, "She wants to come, who can control her?"

He Chen said, "Let's take her back."

Where can He Jing sit idly by, step forward and say, "Go back with Sixth Brother and us."

He Chen was about to shake his head, when suddenly a high-pitched and mean female voice sounded from not far away: "Why are you two lazy, if you don't pay attention, you will be lazy, hurry up, the guest ran away and I will sue your mother!"

Suddenly, He Yi and He Chen were like machines that had been pressed down on the work switch, and hurriedly continued the work in their hands.

The charcoal stove was fanned by He Yi and the flames jumped, and the barbecue turned over in He Chen's hand, and He Zhou said coldly: "After reading it, let's go."

He Jing asked: What about the sixth brother?"

He Zhou said, "Tomorrow the second brother will come over for them."

He Jing's heart was cold: "But you are still students!"

Students should sit in a brightly lit classroom, read books during class time, and play football after class time, and should not be present in such an occasion.

He Zhou smiled, an extremely cold and sarcastic smile: "Do you think that there are a few people who will live the same life as you used to, there are many students here who have to bear the burden of livelihood after studying, people are poor to a certain extent, just trying to eat enough will exhaust all their energy, where can they take care of anything else."

He Jing stopped, speechless, and his strength was instantly drained.

He Zhou only felt annoyed when he saw her expression, and instantly returned to his expressionless face: "In short, they don't need you to worry about it, you don't want to stay here, leave with me quickly."