Meng Su threw away the bone, grabbed the clothes of a young man rushing over with his oily hands, wiped him, and threw him off with an over-the-shoulder fall.
Zhao Yinfeng patted Tao Zhuo's shoulder, took a step forward, raised his foot and sent the person who was not afraid of death rushing away, and then raised his fist with a smile all over his face.
Crackling, crackling...
"Stop chasing." After Yang Zhao called out, Meng Su and Zhao Yinfeng stopped, watching the group of people jump and run away holding their stomachs and legs.
There was no sound in the surrounding area, only the boss who rushed over to watch the excitement made a sign of the cross with his hands and said in a low voice, "I'm so smart!"
He Li turned his head to look at Tao Zhuo who was clutching his stomach, and said with a smile, "Are you injured?"
"No, I could be injured, but I was kicked accidentally, brothers, thank you!" Tao Zhuo clasped his fists.
"Hey, you guys are fighting, what should we do with some things from our country?" The owner of the stall that was smashed rushed out at this time and shouted. Seeing Zhao Yinfeng glanced over coldly, he took two steps back and wiped it. sweat.
Seeing that those people were dumbfounded and did not move, Yang Zhao took out his wallet and took out a stack of money, put it on a table that was still in good condition, and said to Zhou Ziqing, "We are over there, let's go together."
Zhou Ziqing nodded foolishly, Tao Zhuo had already followed Zhao Yinfeng back excitedly.
The people at the table next to theirs saw them coming back, and hurriedly gave up their own table. The boss rushed over and put the two tables together, and asked very intimately, if you want a box of wine Shock
He Li shook his head with a smile, asked the boss to serve tea, and still drink? Seeing them like that was caused by drinking too much, but this Zhou Ziqing really deserves to be Ling Qingyu's friend, they are the same. "This is our classmate, and also Qing Yu's classmate, middle school classmate." After sitting down, Zhou Ziqing introduced the other four boys, and then said to the stunned classmate: "These are Ling Qingyu's friends. , we came from Shanghai together."
"Ling Qingyu is back too?" A chubby man's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Why didn't you call her out? I haven't seen my old classmate for so long, call her out!"
Unconsciously, Yang Zhao frowned slightly, and said with a faint smile: "Qingyu is not feeling well, tired from the journey, rest at home."
Zhou Ziqing slapped the fat man and said, "What are you doing, fat man? What time is it now? Why are you calling him out?"
The young girl's boyfriend smiled and said: "It's too late today, let's do it tomorrow. It just so happens that a group of our old classmates have made an appointment to go to the golden age to sing together tomorrow night. Let's come and have fun together. Our karaoke hall in Ningcheng is not good." Nowhere else can compare, the acoustics are definitely good!"
He Li asked Zhou Ziqing in a low voice: "Do you have to go?"
Zhou Ziqing was taken aback for a moment, then he thought about it. He was asking Ling Qingyu if he must go. After thinking about it for a while, he said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I will. Our middle school classmates have a ten-year reunion."
He Li nodded, smiled at the man, "Is it convenient for us to go?"
"It's convenient, why is it inconvenient? It's for everyone to play together, to make friends! My name is Hua Nian, and I share the same table with Ling Qingyu in middle school. Her friends are my friends." The woman's husband laughed, and at the same time reach out.
He Li touched his hand lightly and said, "Then I'll excuse you."
After watching a bloody fight from fist to flesh, and then sitting and blowing the cold wind, several people also sobered up from the wine, so they said goodbye and went home.
After watching the four men get into the top-of-the-line Touareg, Hua Nian asked Zhou Ziqing who got into the back seat of his car, "Hey, tell me clearly, what kind of friend is this?"
"Qingyu's new husband's best friend." Zhou Ziqing looked up at Hua Nian who was looking at him from the rearview mirror, and said, "Ling Qingyu got divorced a long time ago."
The hot and sour powder tasted very good, so Meng Su packed five servings and took them home. When he arrived at the old house, he saw Yan San and Yan Qi sitting on the roof in the snow, and he was stunned for a moment.
It seems to go back many years ago, when they were in Dai County, they galloped back from the pass, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, they could see people sitting on the roof, either Yan San Yan Qi or Ying Jiu.
Seeing people coming back, Yan San and Yan Qi jumped off the roof and asked, "Why is it so late?"
Meng Su handed over the packing bag, glanced at the second floor, and said in a low voice, "Snack, how about?"
Yan Qi took the packing bag in his hand and followed Yan San into the house, asking, "A fight after supper?"
"When they met Zhou Ziqing, they were bullied." Yang Zhao and Yan San walked two steps away together and said.
Yan San sat on the sofa, watched Yan Qi open the bag and took out a bowl of noodles, took it and said, "Eleven said that Qing Yu answered the phone, what is the 10th anniversary party of classmates tomorrow, she must go. "
"Her body?" Yang Zhao hesitated and asked.
"Eleventh said, she said that she had to go to this party. I heard that one of her former classmate officials made a big deal, and wanted to find out." Yan San took a bite of the chopsticks powder, nodded and said: "It tastes good, Meng Su, where did you buy it?"
"I'll go shopping tomorrow morning." Meng Su said with a smile, took off his coat and went upstairs.
"Tomorrow we will go together too. Just now Zhou Ziqing was with their classmates and was stalked by a gang of gangsters. We helped a little. Zhou Ziqing introduced that we are your friends." Yang Zhao paused and raised his voice a little. Said: "Ling Qingyu's new husband's best buddies."
Yan Qi sprayed out the powder in one gulp.
It is a custom in Ningcheng to prepare some big dishes for Chinese New Year. Early in the morning, Ling Ma took Sum and Ying Thirteen Ying Jiu to the vegetable market to buy fish, meat and vegetables. Considering that there are twelve young men in the family, Ling Ma I asked for a pig directly.
Elbows, meatballs, braised meat..., Sum and Ying Shisan began to make all kinds of preparations under Ling Ma's command.
When she saw that the three of them and the aunt had to chop the minced meat for a long time together, it didn't take long for a big pot to come out in Sum's posture that was so fast that the shadow of the knife could not be seen, Mama Ling confidently handed over the kitchen Gave it to two people.
When Ling Qingyu came down, he smelled the smell of fried meatballs, and stretched out his nose to find the kitchen along that smell.
Ying Thirteen was cooking a pot of meatballs. Seeing her like this, he picked up a meatball and blew it. With an ah, when she opened her mouth, he put the meatball in her mouth and said with a smile: "Be careful of burning it!" !"
Ling Qingyu breathed out, chewing the meatballs and swallowing them as they shouted delicious, his eyes were still staring straight at the plate of meatballs.
Yan San picked up the plate of meatballs from behind her, held her hand and said with a smile, "Didn't you say you want noodles?"
"Bought powder?" Ling Qingyu's eyes lit up immediately, and he ran to the restaurant with a cry.
"This, is it good?" Seeing her vigorous figure, Ying Shisan smiled.