Violators Club

Chapter 882 Little Miss

At the east end of Tazhai Village, there is a decades-old sycamore tree in front of the gate.

In front of the small red table that had been used for more than ten years, Lao Li turned open the silver flagon.

He glanced at Chen Changqing who was standing not far away, raised his hand and poured three cups of sacrificial wine on the ground with the bottle cap of the jug.

In this life, there are two things that people are most afraid of.

One is to be smart when you shouldn't be smart, and the other is to be smart when you should be smart.

Lin Zonghui thought that his bad mood today was a good opportunity to convince himself?
It is true that many things happened today, and these things are enough to cause Lao Li's emotional ups and downs, but what he is upset about is another thing, which has nothing to do with Lin Zonghui.

Besides, Lao Li is so easily manipulated by emotions?
Tazhai is a village with a strong sense of clan.

As an outsider, Lao Li can have supporters from hundreds of households in such a village with strong xenophobia, which is not an ordinary thing in itself!

What about Lin Zonghui?

He's not a good guy, but he's not a particularly bad guy either.

Although there were many reasons for occupying Lin Zonghui's ancestral property back then, it was ultimately caused by himself.

So for Lin Zonghui, Lao Li always felt a little guilty in his heart.

If possible, he didn't want the following things to happen, but he helped everyone he could. Lin Zonghui didn't realize it himself, and Lao Li couldn't help it.

Assuming that Lin Zonghui is smart enough, he will definitely realize that his behavior today is very abnormal.

Lao Li likes to drink, but he rarely invites people to drink.

In the entire Tazhai, only a few people who have been approved by him can ask for a glass of wine from him.

If you borrow money from Lao Li, he will lend it to you generously.

But you are begging for a drink with Lao Li?
Don't think about it, Lao Li will definitely refuse, everyone in Tazhai knows that Lao Li's wine is very precious.

Although Lin Zonghui is good, but because of the house, it is not worth letting Lao Li take the initiative to buy drinks.

After all, this is more than 1000 million things.

Lao Li is not short of this little money. This kind of "craftsman" who can no longer be described by common sense can get an annual salary close to nine figures anywhere in the world.

The demolition payment of more than 1000 million yuan is only a quarter of his annual salary for Lao Li.

This trivial matter of demolition is not worthy of Lao Li's attention, so there is no reason to invite Lin Zonghui to drink, which is very unusual!
When people encounter abnormal situations, they must be cautious.

Don't always think about the pie in the sky. Most people are not so lucky. Lin Zonghui didn't realize this, so he lost his first chance.

The clear wine was sprinkled on the bluestone board, and the rich aroma of the wine spread in the air.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the decades-old sycamore tree in front of the door looks drunk.

This is a century-old wine, supplemented with various rare medicinal materials.

After repeated distillations, the impurities in the liquor are removed, and the body of the liquor is clear and translucent.

You don't need three glasses of wine, you only need to drink one, and Lin Zonghui will have a good night's sleep.

Lao Li shook his head, looking at the liquor on the ground, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If Lin Zonghui was not so "smart", he wouldn't have to pay for two glasses of wine, but when he needed to be smart, Lin Zonghui was confused again.

Lao Li and Lin Zonghui had no enmity, one of them was wandering outside all the year round, and the other was left in Dongshan City.

There is very little contact on weekdays, let alone any conflicts.

Lao Li will not be idle and have nothing to do with Lin Zonghui. The conversations between the two parties in the first two meetings were very straightforward. In one sentence, I am not short of money. If you want to demolish the house, go find someone else and don't bother me here.

He wanted Lin Zonghui to leave quickly, but there were some things he couldn't say clearly, so he could only use some cryptic methods to force Lin Zonghui to leave.

It's a pity that when he should be smart, he is not so smart.

When he reacted later and wanted to do something, he didn't know that his ending was already doomed.

This world is far more dangerous than most people see. There are some things that you don't know, even if you see them, you will be killed.

The wind blows over the sycamore leaves, making a rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other, with a faint drunkenness.

Lao Li looked down at the old little red table, and the voice was like a breeze, and he could hardly hear it if he didn't pay attention:
"Is it painful?"

Chen Changqing looked at the palm of his hand, his expression was a little regretful, and his gentle voice was like a piece of warm jade:
"I don't know, there are two cases of sudden cardiac death.

One is pain, including dyspnea and profuse sweating, and the other is no pain, and he will lose consciousness soon after the onset. I hope he is the second. "

Old Li drooped his face and murmured:
"It's okay, come here in a daze, go in a daze, that's the way people are in this life."

The leaves of the sycamore tree rubbed against each other, and the breeze blew over Chen Changqing's cheeks, and his eyes became flickering:

"Did you read something?"

Lao Li shook his head, rubbing the ruby ​​on the jug with his wrinkled hands:
"I don't know, Miss just asked me to stay here."

Miss?

Chen Changqing's eyes were a little more surprised, but looking at Lao Li who was still alive in front of him, he had the answer in his heart.

With a sigh, Chen Changqing's emotions were a little complicated. He guessed something, but he was afraid that he really guessed:

"how is she?"

Lao Li shook his head again, his deep voice seemed to be muttering to himself:
"I still don't know, I haven't seen each other for 20 years, maybe they have forgotten me."

20 years ago, a tragedy occurred in Daxue Mountain in the snow area, and three people died in total. Chen Changqing once thought it was a murder to seize treasure, but later found out that it was directed and acted by himself.

Tu Si, Tu Shiqi, Eunomia.

This is a complex plan against Chen Changqing, but what I want to talk about at the moment is Tu Shiqi, who was the world-class dark force 20 years ago-the four do not quit.

Lao Li is not an ordinary person. He had an identity 20 years ago, and he was the leader of the four non-precepts-no abstinence from alcohol.

Tu Shiqi is Tashi Liqi, and the three great masters who died in Daxue Mountain are the Four Unprecepts and the other Three Unprecepts.

When seeing Lao Li, Chen Changqing couldn't help being a little surprised, because he didn't understand why he didn't quit drinking and lived, but when he heard that not quit drinking, he called Tu Shiqi Miss?

Chen Changqing understood that not quitting drinking is different from the other three not quitting, and his relationship with Tu Shiqi is closer.

But at this moment, looking at the silent non-stop drinking, Chen Changqing hesitated for a moment, and then asked:

"Is she... okay? How have these years been?"

He raised his head and glanced at Chen Changqing. The great master who could split the sky with a knife 20 years ago did not quit drinking. Now he has become Lao Li. His palm is holding the wine pot tightly. His body is obviously decayed, but he gives people an incomparable feeling. Sharp feel.

But after a while, the sharpness in his eyes dissipated, and he lowered his head silently without quitting drinking:
"I really hope that she can live her life in peace."

Chen Changqing opened his mouth, he knew who she was talking about, but he didn't know how to answer at this moment.

After a long period of contemplation, he took a deep breath and promised in a firm tone:
"I will do my best."

Lao Li nodded, looking down at the silver jug ​​in his hand, he didn't know what he thought of, and a smile appeared on his face: "This jug was given to me by the lady."

"Actually, I don't like alcohol. It was a time of war and turmoil, and people couldn't get enough to eat. Except for alcoholics, no one was willing to drink."

"Later, the lady gave me a wine jug, saying that wine is the sustenance of feelings. I didn't understand it at the time, but the lady liked it, so I learned some useless things along with it."

"Later, the more I learned, the more I gradually learned a set of knife skills for drinking."

"Actually, I didn't drink alcohol at first, and I even hated alcohol. After all, alcohol is made from grain."

"Miss is sometimes very fierce, and always calls me soft-hearted, not like a man, but I didn't care about these at the time, and I feel that it is actually good to be soft-hearted."

"Don't blame Miss. She can't help herself in many things. She just looks strong. Otherwise, how could she have chased something for a lifetime, but retreated at the door."

"Sometimes I also think about how nice it would be if Miss didn't meet you."

"Although it is uncomfortable to say, at least the person is still alive."

Lao Li talked a lot, and Chen Changqing could understand some things, but most of them Chen Changqing couldn't understand.

Until a certain moment, looking down at the wine in his hand, Lao Li suddenly laughed, turned his head to look at Chen Changqing, his wrinkled old face was already full of tears:

"Li of the Tang Dynasty, the poetry of poetry, the love that can't be quit."

"I'm not afraid of death. Really, these 20 years have been torture for me, but I dare not die, because if I die, the only memory of Miss in this world will be gone."

"I'm sorry Miss, I promised Miss to take care of Miss Sister for the rest of her life, but I can't do it.

Chen Changqing, I beg you, help me take good care of the little lady, she likes to eat sweets, blue is her favorite color, the little lady is very kind, she..."

(End of this chapter)