"Buns?" Liang Jiusi sat up from the ground suddenly, slurring his words and shouted: "What stuffed buns?"
Lin Jiage, who was lying on the sofa, opened his eyes because of Liang Jiusi's noise.
His eyes were a little blurred.
Liang Jiusi shook his head and looked east and west: "Where is Baozi? Where is Baozi?"
After hearing what Liang Jiusi yelled again, Lin Jiage blinked his eyelids twice, and his eyes became clearer.
Where is the bun, it's none of your business... Thinking about it, he raised his hand and touched his chest, and then his whole expression became blurred again, as if he was immersed in his own world, talking to himself He muttered again: "Where is the bun? Is there any point in asking such a stupid question?"
As he spoke, the corners of Lin Jiage's lips curled up, smiling like a pure child, and whispered, "The bun is in my heart..."
Liang Jiusi, who hadn't heard what Lin Jiage said at all, yelled for a long time, but didn't see the steamed stuffed bun, and shouted again: "I like steamed stuffed buns the most, especially the soup dumplings from South Street Lao Song, they are super delicious , Hurry up and give me the buns, I want to eat buns!"
Before Liang Jiusi could finish his drunken words, Lin Jiage sobered up in an instant: "Liang Jiusi, your uncle, are you looking for a beating?"
"It's fine if you are fierce, but you are also fierce..." Liang Jiusi hugged the wine bottle and rolled on the ground while "sighing"...
Just when Lin Jiage couldn't take it any longer and was about to beat Liang Jiusi to death, he rolled to Liang Jiusi who was next to the karaoke stand, picked up the microphone that was thrown on the ground, "I found meaty bones, but I won't give you to eat, so you can kill me , so that you won’t even let my uncle off, so I won’t give you food..."
With that said, Liang Jiusi put the microphone in his mouth and started to chew.
Lin Jiage, who couldn't look directly at this scene, turned his head with a look of incomprehension on his face.
Liang Jiusi played with the microphone for a while by himself, then held the wine bottle in one hand and the microphone in the other, and passed out again.
After the ears became clean, Lin Jiage closed his eyes again.
Xu Shi's alcohol surged up, his brain sank again, and before his consciousness gradually lost consciousness, her shadow appeared in front of his eyes again.
The heaven and the earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, the cold comes and the summer goes, autumn harvests and winter hides, Shiyao, our days are long...
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It was already four o'clock in the morning when Lin Jiage returned home.
Everyone in the family is asleep, the huge house is extremely quiet.
He returned to his bedroom lightly, washed off the smell of alcohol, lay on the bed and continued to catch up on sleep.
Open your eyes again, the sun is shining outside the window, it is almost noon.
Lin Jiage washed up briefly, picked out a piece of home clothes, and walked downstairs.
…
The servants on the first floor, after finishing all their work, got together and chatted.
Someone heard the commotion upstairs, and immediately lowered his voice and said, "The young master seems to have woken up—"
As the servant's voice settled down, the other servants ran outside the house, and those who ran to the servant's room ran to the servant's room. Some of the servants moved slowly and simply slipped into the bathroom...
In just a few seconds, the originally lively living room was suddenly empty.
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Lin Jiage swayed down the stairs slowly. He thought that when he got to the living room, as usual, there would be servants running up to ask him what he wanted to eat