Here, He Chusan saw off the boss at the back door of the restaurant, while Abba He toasted and greeted the guests at several tables sitting on the street at the front door of the restaurant. Dad He came over to pay respects at the table. He was already a little drunk at this time, and he shouted to have a few more drinks with these old neighbors. He was persuaded by Wu's mother for a while, saying that his cardiovascular and cerebrovascular vessels were very fragile and he couldn't drink more. The old neighbors clamored for his son to come out to drink instead. He Abba said that his son "will pour out three cups", and there is no need to pull it out to shame. The neighbors laughed, insisting that he pull Asan out for a moment. Dad He looked back and saw He Chusan was nowhere to be seen, so he could only send Xinxin to look for it.
While waiting for He's third year, the neighbors chirped and praised He's father, who had worked hard for most of his life. Now he has a wife and a daughter, and he has also taught a good son, who can study and earn money. , and filial piety, really accumulated great virtue in the previous life. Chatting and chatting, and talking about the friends Ah-San made is amazing, that Ah-SIR came to find fault and hit Ah-San, and his friend actually punched him back! Everyone thought that something big was going to happen, but who knew that the friend coaxed Ah SIR into a happy mood and walked away peacefully in a few words.
Father He held the wine glass with a smile on his face, listening to them describe the details of the previous small farce, but his heart was slightly disturbed: He knew that Asan and Xia Liuyi were getting close, after all, they once saved each other in distress. Well. However, Xia Liuyi actually beat Ah SIR for Ah San, which was a bit surprising. Thinking of his son's secretive words and deeds in the past, he couldn't help but begin to suspect that the relationship between the two was not as simple as ordinary friends.
He looked at He Chusan who was pulled out by Xinxin—He Chusan was red-faced and smiling. He usually doesn't drink alcohol, but tonight he took the initiative to toast frequently, teased and said good things to aunts and uncles, and coaxed the whole table to laugh.
What the hell is the brat doing? Dad He's heart was pounding with a small drum—he sneaked around all night and didn't know where to go, and he was so happy when he appeared, how can you be as happy as your own marriage when your father got married
In the middle of the night, the lively wedding banquet came to an end. The guests left one after another, leaving a mess of cups and plates. The He family of four remained in the restaurant to handle follow-up matters. He Chusan checked the newly added bills with the manager, Wu Ma and Xinxin picked up clothes and gifts, and Abba He and the last few old friends who had not left were chatting endlessly at the gate.
A cleaning waiter came over and stopped Wu Ma and asked her to check if a package of items was left over from their house. Wu Ma saw that He Chusan and Xinxin were still busy in the distance, so she followed them alone. The waiter took Wu Ma into the utility room and pointed to a large sack in the corner to show her.
Wu Ma stepped forward to open the sack and took a look. She saw a bag of tattered rose petals, a small white bouquet, and a wrinkled and dirty wine red suit jacket.
Such exaggerated and eye-catching colors and styles are only worn by one guest tonight. Wu Ma still has a deep memory of the handsome boy who was praised by He's father for being "young and promising" and who, according to the guests, actually shot the poor guy. She was a little strange, but she couldn't think of a way to do it, so she could only re-tie the sack, and said to the waiter, "It should be ours, let's put it here first. We'll take it away later."
She returned to the lobby and continued to collect items. After a while, she saw He Chusan, who was standing in the distance, had settled the bill with the manager. He Chusan was drunk, flushed, and walked towards her with slightly swaying footsteps.
She was about to step forward to help her when she suddenly saw He Chusan looking around - but because she was too drunk, she didn't see her in the corner - and then went straight into the utility room. He quickly brought the sack out, staggered to the back door, and when he came back, the sack was gone.
Wu Ma is not a nosy, she closed her mouth when she saw it, just pretending that she had never seen the sack, but she was even more puzzled.
After the family of four finished dealing with the restaurant, they stood at the door to hire a taxi. They planned to hire a taxi to take A-Baba and Xinxin home, and He Chusan himself would hire a taxi for the rental house.
Abba He was so drunk that he dragged Ma Wu and rambled on and on. While Wu Ma supported her father and coaxed her, she turned her attention to He Chusan who was on the side.
He Chusan drank a lot of wine tonight. Before the banquet was over, he began to feel dizzy early. Although he was still conscious and finally checked the bill with the manager, he was dizzy and didn't know what the manager said. What, in the end, he still remembered to go back to the utility room and throw away that sack of things, it was purely out of self-preservation instinct. His drunkenness was not exaggerated, at this time he was just standing quietly leaning against the roadside telephone pole, looking straight at the end of the street, looking like he was in a daze.
Staying still, his eyes became longing, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth - I don't know what beautiful things came to mind.
Xinxin, who was wearing a thin bridesmaid dress, sneezed suddenly at this moment. He Chusan woke up from a sweet dream, took off her suit jacket subconsciously, and took a few steps to put it on her shoulders.
"Yeah!" Wu Ma suddenly let out a low exclamation, and then covered her mouth in panic.
He Chusan and Xinxin both turned to look at her, she just shook her head and smiled awkwardly, "It's alright, your dad is too heavy, he can hardly hold him."
"Why am I sinking! I'm a standard weight!" Dad He straightened his back and shouted, while Wu Ma coaxed him and helped him to the street, deliberately preventing him from looking in the direction of He Chusan.
A taxi came in not long after, Wu Ma helped Abba He into the back seat, and Xinxin got into the co-pilot. Across the car window, Wu Ma hesitated to say anything to He Chusan, and finally said, "San, you... Are you okay? Can you go back by yourself?"
"I'm fine," He Chusan said gently and gently, "It's hard for you tonight, Mom."
"You... you live alone, take good care of yourself."
"Okay, grandma."
He Chusan sent his family away, stopped another taxi by himself, and returned to the rented house in Tsim Sha Tsui. The jacket was given to Xinxin, and all the way back, he was blown by the night wind and sneezed several times. After the alcohol taste faded away a little, he felt the wet chill on his back, which was probably due to the sweat from the previous work in the room. As soon as he opened the door, he rushed into the bathroom, wanting to take a hot bath.
However, as soon as he was drenched in water, he felt a burning pain in his back! Went to the pool and looked in the mirror - he was surprised to find bloody scratches all over his back!
-hiss! The claws are too ruthless, boss? Is it really that cool
He was in pain and happiness, smirked twice in front of the mirror, and then suddenly remembered something, his face stiffened, and he turned to pick up the shirt he just took off from the shelf - the back of the white shirt was really stained with blood.
Thinking of Grandma's scream and embarrassed look, he grabbed his shirt and froze for a long time, and couldn't help but sneezed again!
-Extremely happy and sad, this time my dad will break his leg!
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On the other side, dozens of kilometers away, Big Brother Xia, who was blowing in the cold night wind, also sneezed fiercely.
He straightened his shoulders, put on the coat put on by the bodyguard behind him, took a tissue from another bodyguard, and blew his snot unrestrainedly. Throwing the crumpled tissue into the pool of blood on the ground, he stepped forward and stomped heavily on the face of the Thai killer.
The killer lying on the ground coughed up blood, struggled on the soles of his feet, and yelled hoarsely in Thai.
Xia Liuyi sneered when he heard it, pinched his ears and said impatiently, "Buddha Lord Buddha, the first time I hear it, I find it funny! He also has the face to call him Lord Buddha? I'll see your Lord Buddha down here in a few days. , remember to ask him to convert to Satan!"
After he finished speaking, he kicked out again! Only the crisp sound of a broken neck could be heard in the air, and there was no more cursing. He buttoned his coat expressionlessly as he walked out of the house, "Clean up everything, don't leave it alive."
"Yes!"
He ruthlessly walked out of the hut, and as he walked, he retracted his butt uncomfortably—the movement of his feet just now was too great, and the muscles in the buttocks and thighs that had just smoked the cigarette were a little sore.
He got into the car on the street and sat down cautiously. The pony was on the back seat on the phone to give instructions to his superiors. When he saw him coming in, he hurriedly hung up the phone, "Boss!"
"Have you dealt with those over there?"
"Yes! Even the car was set on fire."
Xia Liuyi patted him heavily on the shoulder, "Good."
"Hehe!" The pony instantly wore a golden saddle and became the number one red horse with its head held high. Before three seconds of fun, Anan opened the car door and got into the passenger seat, and respectfully said to the boss, "Boss, Wu SIR's matter has been resolved."
Xia Liuyi was very relieved, and patted him heavily on the shoulder, "Good."
"..." The pony who was once again divided up the love of the boss.
The car drove out of the alley and onto the avenue. However, after a long time, the road encountered a traffic accident scene. The traffic police have sealed off the encirclement, ambulances are lifting the bloodied wounded onto stretchers, and scattered passers-by are standing on the periphery and pointing. The person who was hit is said to be an old SIR who has been domineering in the neighborhood for 20 years and has recently been demoted. Perhaps he was unfavorable and in an obscure mood. In the middle, I was slammed into the sky by a speeding car! It fell to the ground and almost broke into two pieces, and the femur had already cracked out of the flesh. People still have breath, but it is estimated that they will never stand up again in this life.
Xia Liuyi let the car park far away nearby and watched for a while with a blank face. When he saw the ambulance galloping away, he retracted his gaze and said coldly, "Go."
The car started again. Big Brother Xia took out a lollipop from his trouser pocket, put it in his mouth, and leaned back on the seat lazily and comfortably.
"Don't go back to Kowloon City tonight, go home."