"Xiao Zhou, it's actually not that the eldest mother won't tell you."

While roasting the mutton, Aunt Tian said helplessly: "It's because the village chief told us that we must not tell this matter."

Zhou Ze said with a smile, "It seems that the eldest lady already knows what I am here for."

"How could you not know?"

Aunt Tian said in a low voice, "From the beginning when you first knocked on the side to hear the whereabouts of Xiao Porcelain, I knew that you didn't really come to the wedding."

Zhou Ze squatted down, filled a handful of firewood into the fire, and said with a smile: "We are here to attend the wedding."

"You didn't mention this matter in the end, are you afraid of affecting my aunt and me?"

Zhou Ze was stunned.

"Aunt Tian, you're very smart."

Aunt Tian nodded and said, "It seems that I am right, you have a great kindness to our family, I should have told you, but..."

"Auntie, I think people still have to keep their promises, since you promised the village chief, don't tell me." Zhou Ze said with a smile.

Aunt Tian sighed deeply and said, "Alas... Lady really can't tell you what the village chief asked us to hide."

"But the eldest lady can give you a word."

"What?" Zhou Ze looked up at the kind-hearted Aunt Tian.

I only heard Aunt Tian say slowly: "Half a month ago, I saw Xiao Porcelain, and it was in this village."

"But until now, I haven't seen her again, not even when the wedding is going to take place in three days, and no one in our village has seen her."

"Okay, auntie."

Zhou Ze interrupted Aunt Tian's words: "Needless to say."

Aunt Tian looked at Zhou Ze suspiciously.

Zhou Ze grinned at the eldest lady: "I'm going to drink with Uncle Song."

Looking at the figure of Zhou Ze leaving, Aunt Tian couldn't help but smile and shook her head.

"This Xiao Zhou, it's really amazing..."

"Knowing I couldn't say anything, he didn't press me again."

"It's just—"

Aunt Tian looked at the handful of firewood that Zhou Ze filled in the fire just now, and couldn't help but talk to herself.

"You're not going to make a big mess, are you..."

…

"Hmm... Drink!"

"Stinky boy is not convinced! One more bottle!"

"Come on, come on! I'm not afraid of you!"

"Don't look at Lao Tzu's throat, it's not a problem to drink you two!"

"I don't believe it!"

This was the conversation between Zhou Ze and Uncle Song before they were pulled back into the room.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Bing noticed that it was a large bed, and there was absolutely no problem with the three of them.

Merely...

What should I do if the guy who drinks too much vomits in bed?

Thinking of this, Zhang Bing hurriedly found water to pour it for Zhou Ze.

Turning his head to look, Guo Dali, who looked at the empty thing in his hand, asked suspiciously, "Your master?"

"There." Guo Dali pointed to the bed.

Zhang Bing was suddenly a little nervous: "This guy has drunk too much, how dare you put him on the bed, I'm not afraid that he will vomit on the bed where we slept on."

As he spoke, Zhang Bing turned his head.

Then I saw Zhou Ze looking at him with a smile on his face.

"You..."

"You didn't drink much?" Zhang Bing asked.

Zhou Ze shrugged his shoulders and said, "When did you see me really drink too much?"

"!"

Zhang Bing couldn't help but scold.

"Your kid's acting skills are getting better and better."

Zhou Ze jokingly said, "I'm ready to make my debut."

"you."

Zhang Bing drank all the water he had poured out.

Zhou Ze couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Didn't you pour me water?"

"You're good, go and pour it yourself!" Zhang Bing

Bai Zhou Ze said with a glance.

Zhou Ze smiled, and then put a black night coat on himself.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Guo Dali couldn't help but ask.

Zhou Ze put his finger to his mouth.

"Shhhh

"I can't sleep, so I sneak out for a walk."

Zhang Bing lay on the bed and snorted coldly: "You can't sleep and want to go around, I think you are looking for something."

"Is there any difference?" Zhou Ze asked with a smile.

Zhang Bing got up from the bed and said, "It's really no difference."

"Do you need us to go?"

Guo Dali looked at Zhou Ze expectantly: "Master, I want to go!"

"No, I don't." Zhou Ze whispered.

"You two have to pretend that I've always been acting seriously."

Zhang Bing shook his head and said, "We don't have as good acting skills as you."

"No, you can." Zhou Ze patted Zhang Bing's shoulder.

"I..."

"Shhhh

"Beware of the ears on the wall." Zhou Ze said mysteriously, and then disappeared into the room in an instant.

Zhang Bing was already numb.

"You, Master, just like surprise attacks, don't give me such a set." Zhang Bing looked at Guo Dali and said.

Guo Dali grinned at Zhang Bing.

Then he shouted, "Master! Master, don't throw up! I'll get you a bucket!"

After speaking, Guo Dali rushed out of the door of the room directly.

Zhang Bing slapped his forehead sharply.

"It's really worthy of Zhou Ze's apprentice, this startled look really looks like him!"

"And this acting... Damn, Zhou Ze, what did you teach your apprentice..."

Zhang Bing said helplessly.

Then he looked at the quilt on the bed next to him.

He raised his hand with some hesitation.

"Damn, that's really weird..."

After complaining, Zhang Bing slapped the quilt on the bed a few times.

"Okay, Zhou Ze, it's much more comfortable to spit it out..."

「…」

"Would you like to drink some water?" Zhang Bing's voice unconsciously became a little smaller.

Alas.

Zhang Bing had a headache.

It's hard to pretend that someone here is drunk!

…

"Huh."

A cold wind blew.

Two middle-aged men hid in the shadow of the wall and rubbed their arms.

"Did you just see something running by?"

"No, maybe it's the cat raised by some uncle..."

"The village chief is really careful, what are these three young people to keep an eye on..."

"I heard they all drank a lot, so we can go back a little earlier."

"Let's leave in a while, I see that the person who drank too much and vomited is the head of those three people, and he shouldn't be a demon tonight."

"Ahh

"The wind is really cool at night!"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go back to the village chief, let's just say that they have drunk too much."

"Gone, gone."

The two men jumped sideways from the wall of Tian Da Niang's house and walked towards the tallest building.

As soon as the two of them left, Zhou Ze walked out of the darkness with a smile on his face.

"Instead of wandering around the village, why don't you show me the way?"

Although Aunt Tian's words were not so obvious, Zhou Ze also understood.

Song porcelain was imprisoned in Songjiazhuang!

However, Zhou Ze thought, it shouldn't be in the tall building, otherwise Aunt Tian wouldn't have seen it once in half a month.

"Or rather, you two are really mine

Leader?"

Zhou Ze smiled and quietly followed the two men.