Song Tan Jishi

   On the hills on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

  The doorman who had just packed up and was about to change his guard looked at the time—it was only ten minutes away, which was just enough time for him to catch up with an update.

  However, when I opened the APP, I found that the three books I was chasing after in the bookshelf were not updated...Is it because the Internet is not good?

  He was apprehensive, subconsciously clicked in, and then found out in despair: These three books are really not updated!

  —how could this be? !

   Today is neither a year nor a holiday, nor is there any activity, these authors don’t even put out the leave slips, so they are so straightforward? Is this reasonable? This doesn't put their readers in the eyes at all!

  Swipe the comment area again, and there are indeed complaints and cursing:

  【Dog thief! If you are a pigeon, you will be a pigeon, and you will not ask for leave. 】

  【@Besides, you have been working hard every day, so why is there no news today? 】

  【I knew that once the copyright of Qingyun was sold, people would stop working hard】

   Hateful!

  The sad reader cursed one by one in the three books, and then went to change posts with someone.

   And at the moment he quit the APP, the three books released new chapters at the same time:

  《Sorry, I was drunk yesterday》

  …

And at this low-key gate, the guard Su Rong stood there, but his soul hadn't been buffered from this emotion. He saw the familiar courier brother driving the car over again, and finally moved a few couriers neatly. down.

  After the young guard checked them one by one, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

  No one else, among them was a courier wishing the old man, which was sent from Qingxi Town, Yuncheng.

   Good guy!

  He quickly looked into the community, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Du's familiar face rushing towards him, and asked him from a long distance:

   "Is there a courier from our old man? He stared at it early in the morning and saw the receipt."

   for what, self-evident.

   Sure enough, after Xiao Du pulled the pile of couriers over, he saw the courier box in Qingxi Town, Yuncheng.

  The guard looked at his disappearing figure, turned his head and quickly called one by one:

   "Master Zhou, there is another courier from Qingxi Town today..."

  …

  Old Zhu has learned to be patient now.

  After all, **** experience told him that he can't run fast when he is old. If he is stopped halfway by others, he will be killed after a fight, and the things in his arms will have to be short.

   It's better to count on Xiao Du and wait at home.

   But waiting is not at ease—because if those old guys get the news in advance and stop shamelessly on the way, Xiao Du will not dare to be tough with them!

  At this moment, he was pacing back and forth in the yard, embarrassed in every possible way.

   Fortunately, after a while, Xiao Du ran in panting, then stood up solemnly, and put the courier box in the excited palm of Lao Zhu.

  The next moment, the old and the young looked at each other, and quickly entered the room—

   "Crack!" The door was closed and locked in one go.

  Old Zhu skillfully opened the box, only to see twenty marinade bags wrapped inside, and a bottle of mineral water wrapped in the middle.

  Although the outer packaging was simple, he didn't dislike it at all. He only saw the transparent liquid inside, shook it a little, and thought of a possibility, his heart trembled with excitement!

  Could it be...

  He unscrewed the lid without saying a word.

  In an instant, a strong aroma hit his nostrils, stimulating the wine worms in his stomach that had endured for a long time to roll over and over again, making every cell in his body say:

  【Let's take a sip first. 】

  There was no one else in the room, and Lao Zhu said with a guilty conscience against the staring gaze of Xiao Du Zhuozhuo:

   "I'll just take a sip, don't tell the doctor what they can know."

  After that, without waiting for Xiao Du to refute, he quickly found his own small wine cup from the cabinet, and carefully poured more than half of the glass into it.

  How can an old alcoholic resist the mellow aroma of that wine?

  At this moment, holding the wine glass, suppressing his eagerness, he took a sip.

   "Good wine!"

   After taking a sip, my heart and liver seemed to tremble, the cold and mellow stimulation...

   With a "rub", Lao Zhu's eyes lit up!

  He hurriedly put down the wine cup in his hand, then tightened the mineral water bottle, and turned around in the room:

   "Xiao Du! Hurry up, find a place where no one can find it and hide it."

  Little Du paused, then picked up the wine bottle and entered the back room.

  He came out not long after, but Lao Zhu was stunned, and he was vigilant: "Where are you hiding? Don't you plan to give me a drink in the future?"

  Xiao Du smiled: "Old man, the doctor said, I really can't drink it. Your family also reminded me..."

   "I don't believe it!" Lao Zhu said loudly, "I never heard the doctor say that!"

  However, as soon as the words fell, there was another familiar noise coming from outside the yard.

  His heart trembled, thinking about his precious tobacco, without further ado, he choked down the wine in his glass, and quickly ordered:

   "Hurry up, wash it up and put it away, I'll open the door."

   These old guys are as unstoppable as brown candy now. Why don't they open the door as soon as possible, and look like they just collect some marinade bags casually, so they don't feel guilty.

  Well, it’s still my granddaughter who is considerate. I sent 20 of these stew packs. It’s obviously a slap in the face, afraid that people will steal his wine, so I use this to give everyone a diversion...

  Good granddaughter!

  He was so imaginative, his hands kept moving, and when he opened the door, it turned out to be that group of robbers again.

  Leaded by Mr. Zhou, he smiled kindly: "Old Zhu, we have been brothers for so many years, so you don't want me to say it?"

  Old Zhu snorted, like that: "You can run faster than rabbits if you have something—what, my granddaughter is filial? I can't eat alone?"

  While speaking, he took the express box over angrily, revealing the twenty packs of braised ingredients that were simply wrapped inside.

   "The ones used to marinate the eggs for tea, let's share two per person. This pot can be eaten in the refrigerator for a lot of meals."

   Everyone gave him a subtle look, and then silently put the marinade bag into their pockets.

   When there were only two packs of stew left in the box, Lao Zhu heaved a sigh of relief even though his heart ached.

  However, at the next moment, I saw Lao Zhou in front of me smiling like a fox:

   "Old Zhu, next time you lie to others, rinse your mouth first, your mouth will smell of alcohol!"

   "And the smell of wine in this room, I can't even pretend to be stupid - where is Xiao Du? Xiao Du, tell me where he hides the wine!"

  Old Zhu's eyes darkened.

  The granddaughter only sent one bottle this time. With their drinking capacity, how many sips is enough for a bottle?

   Therefore, Lao Zhu would rather die than surrender, and resolutely safeguard his secrets, so that everyone entangled for a long time, and finally they could only break up unhappy.

   And when the person left, Lao Zhu patted Xiao Du on the shoulder:

   "Good job! I guess they are dishonest. Someone here is pestering me, and there must be someone who wants to be a robber..."

   "Okay, okay, people are leaving, you quickly take the wine down for me, I have to put it in a better bottle."

   However, the voice fell, but Xiao Du in front of him did not move. Old Zhu looked over suspiciously, and saw a hint of apology on the young and simple face:

   "Old man, the doctor really told me not to drink it. So I really hid it... Would you like to find it yourself?"

  Old Zhu:…

Good night.