not a monster

Chapter 88

The young man was also kind, but he didn't find it troublesome, he just said, "Can you get up, do you want me to help?"

"You can get up, you can get up."

He made a lot of pointless movements, swaying and standing up while burping.

The young man looked at him and hurriedly went up to support him. The uncle in the suit grabbed his arm and finally stood firm, "Thanks, boy, he's a good boy!"

With the smell of alcohol on his face, the young man changed his face.

"Yo, how can you eat it? Instant noodles? It's not nutritious to eat."

The uncle squinted, took something from his arms, swayed from side to side, and the young man supported him again and again: "Uncle, you've been drinking too much, I'll help you sit aside."

"Come on young man, take it, take these hundreds of dollars, and go have a good meal!"

The drunkard took out a wallet, really took out a few hundred dollars, and gave it to the young man.

The young man was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes changed several times, and he chose to help the alcoholic sit on the roadside bench.

He was a little frail, and it took a lot of effort to move the man in the suit over. He also sat on the bench panting. When he turned his head to look, he found that the alcoholic actually took the beer from his plastic bag. come out.

With a stab, he opened a can, poured it into his mouth, and then sighed.

"Hey, uncle, stop drinking."

The two struggled, the middle-aged man kept avoiding him, and the young man couldn't grab it back, so he smirked heartlessly.

He also tore off the collar of his suit, kicked off the leather shoes, and threw them in the grass, took out the beer in the plastic bag, and asked the young man to drink with him.

Young people are angry and helpless.

"Why do you buy so much wine, young people don't drink so much wine, don't you have something on your mind? Tell your uncle?"

From time to time, a car passed by the street, illuminating the two people sitting on the side of the road, and then left.

The young man was helpless and really chatted with the alcoholic who was picked up on the ground.

But he didn't say anything, but the alcoholic began to vomit.

The work that the boss wants him to do is never finished, and there is no overtime pay for working overtime. Colleagues always push him the work that they can't do. The wife is very beautiful, but she has a small stomach. When she gets home, she is told this and that. He was constantly scolding him, and he was so busy with the gifts that his daughter asked him to buy that he was now hated by his daughter.

Today is his birthday.

What a terrible word?
Thinking of being scolded by his parents, the young man went out to buy a drink, compared with this man in a suit and the troubles of this middle-aged man.

Somewhat impulsive.

"Uncle, drink less." He couldn't bear to persuade.

"Actually, it's actually not bad. This job pays a lot of money. Although my wife criticizes herself all day long, she keeps the house well organized. My daughter, my daughter is also very cute..."

He took another sip of wine, and was so drunk that he kept babbling, "But middle-aged people, middle-aged people are really tired, they sometimes think like this, don't care about anything, just treat themselves as taking a vacation for themselves. !"

The two sat side by side, a middle-aged social animal who had been ups and downs in society for many years, and a teenager who was only sixteen or seventeen.

All looking at the city at night.

"I told you that when my uncle was young, he was very handsome in playing football. That's how he attracted your aunt."

"Look, over there, there's a girl over there, oh, her legs are longer than my life!"

"Ah, it's good to drink, that's how it is, the troubles are gone all of a sudden, and people are so relaxed all of a sudden."

"But it's still the easiest thing to take off the head."

The young man listened to him incessantly, and listened to the troubles of the middle-aged man, but it seemed that a strange word was mixed in.

When he turned his head to look, his forehead jumped!
This uncle in a suit, at some point, took off his head, held it in his arms, and poured beer into his head in his arms.

"Sha-hic!"

He looked over drunkenly, saw the terrified face on the young man's face, laughed loudly, and asked him if he wanted to take his head off, it would be much easier.

This is the way middle-aged people in the workplace relax, he said.

……

After eating, Feng Wuli went back to his room to review and make papers.

The third year of high school is full of unfinished papers.

The door opened a crack, and a black cat walked in.

She walked to the desk, let out a meow, and jumped onto the desk with light and flexible movements.

Then he lay down on the table and watched Feng Wuli write there with a brush.

"Aren't you going to watch TV at night?"

"I can't understand what Wang Xilou and Wanwan saw."

"Xiaoye is still a child, so it's normal that he doesn't understand, but he will understand later."

"Why do human men have so much trouble with women?"

"There will be troublesome ones, those are just an example."

"I don't understand meow."

"Don't understand."

Feng Wuli smiled and stretched out two fingers and pinched her little head, Ye Ji narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, "Why do humans have to get married?"

"If two people like it, they will get married."

Ye Ji suddenly became anxious, "My generation will not marry Unreasonable!"

The wind just laughed.

A stupid cat.

Suddenly, the lights in the room went out, plunged into darkness, the sound of the TV outside stopped, and the surprised voice of Wang Xilou could be heard.

"How come it's so dark? You're unreasonable, go and turn on the light."

"It must have been a power outage."

He grabbed Ye Ji and walked out of the room, and saw a face floating in the air.

It was Wang Xilou who illuminated his face with the light from the phone screen.

"It seems like there is a power outage. I see that there are no lights in other people's houses outside." Feng Wuli told her.

"Why is the power outage now? It's still early. I don't know when it will be repaired."

"The facilities on the old street are aging, and it's normal if there is a problem with the circuit."

"It's black!" Ye Ji fluttered in his arms and jumped to the ground, her cat's eyes reflecting light at night.

The little fox volunteered and said to light a candle, but was stopped by Wang Xilou.

"No need to order, it's so lively below, let's go down and blow the evening breeze."

Without electricity, Feng Wuli couldn't do his homework. He also heard that the residents of the old street went out one after another because of the lack of electricity. It was very lively.

"Why is there a sudden power outage? What a mess?"

"Have you called someone to repair it? How can you live without air conditioning?"

"Hey, go get a lamp and come out. I'm not allowed to run when I'm playing mahjong halfway through. I'm about to get mushy."

Footsteps mixed with people talking.

Feng Wuli and Wang Xilou also went downstairs and left the shop, and sure enough, many people came out.

The mahjong tables of the uncles and aunts were still supported over there. Several elementary school students were sitting on the side of the road and playing the king. The noise was so loud that there was no electricity. A young man who didn't meet much in junior high and high school. When he was a child, he was disgusting everywhere in the old streets. Now, when we meet and talk, there is a sense of distance.

(End of this chapter)