Habit of being lonely eight

The fourth volume of "Drama Immortals" thirty-eight is used to being lonely and eight

A total of 1,000 episodes of the author's wonderful sister

Accustomed to being lonely or forgetting

"The chicken legs we eat now are chicken legs, which can take chickens to walk the rivers and lakes, and walk all over the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. If we become chickens, no matter what kind of person or animal, our mission will be to spread plant seeds and energy through movement – to give to the earth. “

Mr. Zheng sucked the blue soul-chasing cocktail with a straw and drank it until he was slightly drunk as usual and told his girlfriend.

Today's New Year, unlike usual, is that today's people are crowded.

Fireworks, dancing, and playing the violin at the door, a burst of bustle and joy. The room is relatively quiet, with Mr. Zheng, Brother Liu, and couples sitting in a quiet and dark corner, chatting about the joy and secrets of reunion after a long absence.

Abu jumped in from the steps outside the door and mixed the New Year's service on the bar, the red and green cake hidden under the base of whiskey and vodka, the special cream stirred with absinthe and set around the top of the glass around the circle, to show reunion. It happened to be a Sunday, and everyone had a lot of vacations and didn't go to work.

A little boy shivered in the doorway, shivering. Abu saw him from afar, and walked forward from the door in front of Guo Yiyi and Chen Chen and asked, "What do you need help with?" ”

The boy was four or five years old when he saw Abu shouting: "My parents don't want me anymore, woo woo woo!" ”

Abu was heartbroken when he saw it, and the men, women, girlfriends and guests next to him also came to watch, and Xiao Du asked, "What about your family?" “

The little boy said, "Mom and Dad don't want me anymore." He cried.

Such a small child, Abu didn't say a word, and took the little boy's hand to the store. He poured a glass of water for the boy and said, "Wait a minute, Uncle will make noodles for you!" “

The little boy pouted, "I want to eat hamburgers." “

Abu thought to himself, it's one or two o'clock in the morning, and there are no hamburgers to order. The New Year is just around the corner and must be met. Mobile phone search sure enough, no restaurant opened on New Year's Eve. Abu kneaded the dough and made a hamburger for the boy himself. Toast, tomato sauce mayonnaise white what sauce, squeeze in and add a large steak that is fried on a baking tray just at the door, add tomato and lettuce, tray for boys.

The boy ate very quickly and violently, and it seemed that he had been hungry for a long time. It's strange to be a picky eater after being hungry for a long time.

After eating the hamburger, the child said, "I still want instant noodles." ”

Teacher Zheng next to him was surprised: "The child has such a large amount of food!" ”

The hamburger made by Abu is indeed not small. It just so happened that the store found Jinmailang rattan pepper instant noodles and soaked them for the little boy to eat.

At this time, Abu suddenly found that the boy had a thin body and a slender skeleton, "Are you a boy or a girl?" Abu asked,

"Girl." The girl replied.

It turned out to be a girl with a short haircut. Abu thought to himself that who could not have children this New Year, and discussed calling the police, and a girl said, "Just let him play here for one night, there is food and drink." This will call the police and sit on a bench in the police station. ”

Abu dragged his cousin back to the dormitory to sleep.

When I arrived at the dormitory, my cousin asked, "Do you sleep in the same bed with me or by yourself, both beds can be slept." “

A four-year-old child with a slender body.

"I'm going to sleep with my sister." Little girl.

At half past two in the morning, the moonlight shone through the window, and the snow could clearly be seen falling on the roof, completely covering the roof. The two of them quickly fell asleep with their eyes closed.

In Abu's shop, everyone did not gradually disperse until dawn, some fell asleep with blankets in the store, some went to Xianyang Lake to set off cannons, some went shopping, went home, went to Internet cafes, returned to Xi'an, had breakfast, and the young people in the bar went out of the sun. Fortunately, no one vomited last night, but I don't know if anyone vomited in the toilet.

Abu lay on the couch and covered himself with a blanket, looked at his phone for a while, and fell asleep. The messy garbage at the door was simply cleaned up, the small benches and seats were folded against the wall, the black charcoal emitted residual heat, and the grill enjoyed the silence alone.

I saw Abu take a bottle of vodka from the bar, dance to the guitar of Miaoman, sit down and play a guitar solo of "Cancion Triste", which is deserted.

Falling asleep to the sound of the guitar, his skillful fingertips spread out on the ground like a railroad and let the music fly on it. Exiled with a smooth sound of its own, the ice and snow of the earth drifted throughout the city of Xianyang.

Abu soon stood on the top of Xianyang, the tallest cinema in the center of the city, sitting on the verge of danger, playing "Song of Sorrow" with his fingers in an orderly manner.

Downstairs, the old grandmother was carried to the young man's house in a red sedan chair, and the man wore a red groom's clothes and opened the curtain to welcome the old woman into the house.

Although the grandmother is over sixty years old, she still exudes the quiet and beautiful beauty of a woman. They are objects they haven't met for a long time. After a long time, men have not changed their aging, but women are aging, their skin is wrinkled and their bodies are rickety. But this does not affect the essence of love, and the two kiss affectionately in the red candlelight.

Abu finished playing the guitar on the roof, threw the guitar into the sky, only to see the guitar fall quickly like a sleeping bird suddenly woke up and pulled his body from mid-air, Abu jumped hard and jumped in front of his guitar. I took a sip of the guitar and sped forward. Abu puffed up his chest and stood majestic in the cold wind, unable to overcome him by any difficulty.

Abu flew to a Sichuan restaurant, ordered a bowl of mapo tofu and packed it back to his shop. When I turned around, I saw that Sister Miao was holding a big catfish in her left hand and a pot of 78-degree liquor in her right hand.

"Continue at noon!" The four words of cleanliness Abu understood in his heart.

At the door of Abu's shop, Miao Mei flew the fish into the sky, and the blade swirled back and forth a few times, and the scales and internal organs had been picked out. Simmer over high heat, and it doesn't take long for the fatty fish to be served. It is also covered with mapo tofu packed by Abu - mapo stewed fish. After the stewed fish opened the wine and poured the bowl, the two of them drank it all and smashed the bowl on the concrete floor!

"Cool!"

"Cool!"

"Happy New Year!"

"Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

"Ryoma spirit!"

"Good luck!"

"All wishes come true!"

"Long live friendship!"

For every bowl of drink, two people immediately smashed a porcelain bowl,

"Broken peace!" The last smash, almost drunk.

Drink again!