After scolding, you have to tell them in pain: others are playing with you. Don't dream, child.

Shen Yi wiped his face. A deep sense of powerlessness drowned her. Vaguely, he even felt that he who said recyclable barrels were environmentally friendly was too stupid and naive, because reality always gave her a loud and ruthless slap in the face.

The routine is too deep for her to bear.

Maybe Shen Yi's expression was too desperate. Han Cheng thought about their dialogue clearly.

So he went to Sparta, "the two of us are going to kill this barrel of beer? A barrel?!"

The old man had expected Han Cheng to jump in surprise. He nodded very calmly and tried to be kind: "yes, boy, you can get the next clue after drinking."

"In addition, please finish the beer within my sight, otherwise it doesn't count."

He pulled his lips, smiled, pointed to the small shop behind him and said, "come on, boy. If you want to go to the bathroom, you can enter the shop. There is a bathroom in it."

Han Cheng looked at the old man and Shen Yi again. He still wanted to die, "we don't have a cup."

"Buy it without a cup."

Han Cheng: "

I don't want to struggle. I have to spend money to struggle.

They accepted their fate and borrowed two glasses from the old man. Then move three small benches, two for people, one for beer barrel, and put the wine outlet faucet right in the middle for easy wine reception.

Then they talked about life while drinking beer.

"Shen Yi, look, there is a bird flying in the sky."

"Yes, it's beautiful, like you."

"Someone always looks at you. Why doesn't anyone look at me?"

"Maybe you are a pickled fish."

"Shen Yi, look, the child sits on the ground with a fart. Under his ass is his Teddy's new Baba. Ouch, it's all glued to his pants... Hahaha, he actually wears open crotch pants, hahaha..."

They looked at the family and complained about Teddy's bubbling Baba. Han Cheng smiled and greeted the child across the street to attract his attention. Therefore, the child who didn't cooperate with him was scolded by his father and stretched out his hand to point at Han Cheng.

So Shen Yi clearly heard the child's father scold a hit.

She looked up at the sky 45 ° and belched loudly and long against the blue sky.

Han Cheng burps behind her.

Then they belch together into a symphony.

The old man smiled very honestly, but his actions were not slow at all. He broke the plane with both hands and polished the wood blocks smoothly and roundly.

Shen Yi cheered up and drank three cups and Han Cheng drank four cups. He tacitly put down his glass and rested. While resting, he talked to the old man in an attempt to get some useful information from the conversation.

However, it is a pity that in addition to issuing tasks to them and laughing at them from time to time, the old man has always maintained the principle of "silence is gold" for their inquiries.

They stopped for a few drinks, stopped for another few drinks, and slowly dragged the time to four o'clock. Chris and Qu Wei finally came late.

Shen Yi raised his hand across the street and greeted them, "come here, we're here."

Chris and Qu Wei looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and walked across the street to them in surprise. Qu Wei asked, "what are you doing?"

Han Cheng actively held up his beer glass and stretched it out in front of him. "I see your lips are peeling. Would you like some, little brother?"

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