Mo Xiaohe, who was startled at first glance, saw that it was a fat figure, and his heart relaxed.

Zhang Ze, who was in the dark, seemed to be taken aback, and the wine jug and glass in his hand fell to the ground, "Xiaohezi, you are amazing!

Mo Xiaohe glanced at him angrily, then silently walked to the bluestone slab in the backyard and sat down.

"Where did your sister go?" the fat man with a wine bottle and glass in his hand hurriedly followed, "I still want her to teach me how to fly and kill people!

Mo Xiaohe replied, "Don't tell others about the ring in my hand." ”

The little fat man was surprised and changed the subject, "Qian Lai and Qian Yan are all dead, only one Qian is missing, I plan to take time to go to Ximen County these days and chop his mother." ”

"Are you going?", Zhang Ze's eyes were aimed at Mo Xiaohe, looking like you don't go and you won't be enough to be a brother.

"Call me on a good day. Mo Xiaohe took the wine jug in the fat man's hand and replied casually.

"Eat, drink, sleep, and be merry. The little fat man lifted his shirt and began to play with the fat on his stomach again, "Now I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, but I don't have to have fun, and this day is boring." ”

"In Ximen County, the buildings are high, the girls are sassy, and there is a lot of wine and meat, unlike Shili Street, where birds don't. Last time, Ah Cai took me to a place, and the girls were so white, and I still have endless memories. ”

The fat man Zhang sighed rarely, "But." The person surnamed Chen in my family just wants me to stay at home obediently and marry a girl and have a boy in the future. Lao Tzu, I am not afraid of heaven and earth, but when I see her crying ghostly, I can't stand it. ”

"But how can I endure it?" the little fat man changed his ruffian and majestic face, and was very lonely with his mouth flat, "I am so bored with this wine." ”

Mo Xiaohe opened his mouth to say something, but he still held back and continued to drink.

It is difficult for a clean official to cut off family affairs. If you feed the whole family by yourself and are not hungry, you can't stand and talk without backache.

If you want Aunt Chen to understand that her children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and simply treat fat people as fat pigs? People have lived for most of their lives, and it is difficult to take care of a peaceful life.

This fat man is too, in order to eat more meat for his mother, every time he eats meat, he deliberately takes two bites and throws it on the table. It's even more difficult to make him ignore the old lady.

It's not interesting to say it, so it's better not to say it.

"It's fun when it's smaller, and you can play all day with a piece of mud. The fat man's face was full of aftertaste, "But now, I just want to hold the girls of Ximen County." ”

But the fourteen-and-a-half-grown child misses his childhood, which is very cute.

The cute fat man turned his face and looked at Mo Xiaohedao, "Xiaohezi, you're still a chick, right?"

Mo Xiaohe smiled slightly and nodded.

"It's not promising!" the fat man sneered, "I'll take you to Ximen County another day to have a good time?" Not far from the rich restaurant in Ximen County, there is a place called Incense Pavilion, and there is an Oiran called Chu Ju in it, which is amazing, and it is guaranteed that you will not get out of bed!"

"This doesn't work, but something else can do it. As long as you have a lot of money in your hand, you can hold it with beautiful girls. ”

The fat man's face was full of sourness that he couldn't eat grapes, "I only hate my lack of silver, and I just gave up last time if I didn't play much." ”

"So when I saw those pot-bellied poops hugging left and right, I didn't accept it. ”

"That's why as soon as I see a rich person, I want to fight. For example, Qian Zhen of a rich restaurant still wants to beat him up. ”

"It's good to have silver in your hand!" the fat man with a flushed face blew the night breeze, looking forward to it, "But now the surname Chen is more and more good at hiding silver, and it is not easy to steal." Every time I can only pick and search for a piece or two of silver, it's not enough to drink, eat meat, smoke, let alone play with girls. ”

The more he drank, the more he spoke, the more energetic he became, "If there is a million taels of silver, I will also open a restaurant, buy dozens of beautiful girls, and hire hundreds of spirit slaves. This is the life of a human being, don't you think that's the reason?"

A million silver, in fact, is 10,000 gold, or 1,000 transcendent soul stones, or even ten holy soul stones, right?

Mo Xiaohe finally resisted the urge to throw hundreds of thousands of gold out of the ring, not reluctantly, but it was unnecessary. The daughter is gone, and there is no way to come back, maybe it will ruin this fat man.

"Go to the Divine Pavilion to learn all the skills and come back, and you will have everything. Mo Xiaohe pouted.

The little fat man Zhang was very puzzled, "You just fought with them on the front foot, and I learned from them on the back foot, don't you mind?"

The enemies of friends are your own enemies, so you can't play with them; if your friends want to kill people and set fires, you can just accompany them, so you can't be ashamed; these are the eternal truths in the world of fat people, and you are stupid and not afraid of heaven and earth.

Mo Xiaohe understands the meaning of this fat man, but he just doesn't want to say it. It's worth having this kind of friend in your life.

"This group of people in the Divine Pavilion seems to want to take you in. Mo didn't answer positively, "Looking at the old man's eyes during the day, it seems that even your father wants to accept it." ”

Mo Xiaohe pursed his lips and seemed to want to say something.

For example, the old man, if he takes a small step forward, he is thousands of miles away, which is worth much more than a million silver;

For example, one person can withstand thousands of troops, which is much more powerful than having hundreds of machine spirit slaves;

For example, his sister split the Forbidden City with a sword, and when she stood in the air and shouted, 100,000 people of Daxia did not dare to respond, which was much more majestic than having a restaurant.

But Mo Xiaohe couldn't help but say nothing

Whether the fat man continues to nest in Shili Street to marry a wife and have children, or is he invincible in the world, Mo Xiaohe doesn't want either of these two endings to become the cause and effect of one of his own words.

"Whether you go or not, whether your father goes or not, the decision is up to you, and it has nothing to do with me. "Mo Xiaohe just wants the fat man to know whether to go to the Divine Pavilion or not, and whether the fat man is his friend or not, two different things.

"That's good. It's good to learn a good job. Watching them flash back and forth, I think it's cooler than the way I put my hands in my trouser pockets, and I'm so unconvinced, but I can't beat them. ”

The fat man's feelings were instantly released, "That's enough money, isn't it? A rich restaurant is enough to be a cow, right?" But I have kicked and smashed it. However, today, that old man, as soon as he put his hand on my shoulder, my feet became weak, and I couldn't use my strength, I really couldn't provoke it, so I was angry!"

The fat man seemed to want to say, "If your sister is here, it would be nice to help me beat him up", but he secretly glanced at Mo Xiaohe and still held back. It doesn't matter if you're not afraid of the cool sky, but it's not good if you don't open the pot, and the sister is obviously gone.

The fat man seemed to think about it, the more he felt that he was losing, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, "This old man's fairy wind and bones are more bluffing than I look at! I really want to beat him!"

Mo Xiaohe couldn't help laughing. Every time, the fat man puts his hands in his trouser pockets, his head and chin are facing the sky, and his eyes are looking down, trying to pose as a bluff, but he is not as grand as an old man who is only dressed in a black robe, which is really annoying.

The little fat man shook off the wine glass in his hand fiercely, "Xiaohezi, if one day I learn to do things, I will kick over this old man today, and by the way, I will accompany you to pull this Xia Zhenren's beard with my backhand, will it be successful!?"

The self-brewed grain wine of Shili Street is not high, but it has endless stamina.

The wine was drunk, Mo Xiaohe only felt drunk, and the night breeze blowing on his face was as cool as he had never been.

"Cheng!" Mo Xiaohe stood up suddenly, raised his chest, and shouted.

For a while, he was a hot-blooded boy and full of spirit.