The strongest dream shuttle

Chapter 29 Roast Chicken and Old Wine
After Er Gouzi locked the door, he lay down on the bed, rubbed his stomach and sat up again.

"Why are you screaming again?" He patted his forehead and was about to walk out of the firewood room. When he reached the door, he stopped and looked back at Yang Fan who was sitting in the opposite room: "Hey, just wait and don't move, I'll get you some water to drink."

After he left, Yang Fan tried to escape countless times, but the rope was tightly tied, and the door of the house was still locked. Even if he had the ability to fly over the roof and walls, it was difficult to escape. In the end, he sat obediently on the ground and chose to watch quietly. its changed.

The moonlight from outside the window shines into the window, and the light from the lantern is naturally not as penetrating as the moonlight. When the wind blows, it suddenly goes out.

Yang Fan sat on the ground and wept silently, why not just give up, return to reality and choose again, he doesn't know what will happen tomorrow, he is very scared, but when he thinks back, he can't bear this bit of suffering, how can he solve it in the future Open more skills, challenge more dreams?
Just as he was thinking, the door of the firewood room opened, and Er Gouzi brought a jar of wine and a roast chicken.

He put the wine and chicken on the table, closed the door of the firewood room and asked, "Did you blow out the lamp?"

Yang Fan shook his head and said softly, "Where's the wind blowing, bro?"

Er Gouzi suddenly patted his forehead: "Forgot, forgot, how about I give you a drink?" As he said, he poured a bowl into the Dahai bowl and gave it to Yang Fan, but Yang Fan held it up. The hand said: "Brother, please untie the rope first. How can I drink like this?"

"That's right, you wait."

Er Gouzi found the scissors, cut the rope, and handed the bowl to Yang Fan. Yang Fan didn't care about Sanqi 21, he picked it up and drank it, and sprayed it after taking a sip: "Fuck, what the hell is this wine? It's killing me."

Er Gouzi snatched the bowl, slapped Yang Fan hard on the back of the head and cursed: "You fucking dare to waste my good wine."

At this time, Yang Fan suddenly saw the key pinned to Er Gouzi's waist, which must belong to this room.

Er Gouzi couldn't help saying, picked up the rope and planned to tie it to Yang Fan again, Yang Fan shook his head, stepped back a few steps and said with a smile: "Brother, if I tie my hands, it will be inconvenient to pee later, so don't It’s tied up, I have a habit of sleeping at night, I like to put my hands into my crotch and feel for sleep, if it’s tied up, I won’t be able to touch my crotch, and I won’t be able to sleep well.”

Er Gouzi laughed out loud, threw the rope aside and said, "You kid has a lot of troubles. I also like to sleep by touching the crotch of my crotch, but it's his mother who likes to sleep by touching other people's crotch, hahahahaha "

Yang Fan was taken aback when he heard this, and quickly stepped back a few steps to touch his crotch and looked at Er Gouzi.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Ergouzi waved his hand and said, "I like to touch women's crotches, but I won't touch that thing in your crotch."

Only then did Yang Fan let go of his hand touching his crotch, and sat down on the ground.

Er Gouzi broke off a chicken leg, bit off a third of the meat in one bite, picked up another bowl of wine, and drank it down.After drinking, he wiped his mouth and said to Yang Fan, "Want to eat?"

Yang Fan raised his head and glanced at him without saying a word, thinking: Don't tease me, can you give me something to eat?
Er Gouzi took a bite of the chicken leg and said, "If you want to eat, I won't give it to you."

Yang Fan glanced at Er Gouzi with hatred, frowning as if he wanted to eat him.

Er Gouzi was chewing meat in his mouth and laughed. Yang Fan looked at the crushed pieces of meat in his mouth and the circle of oil around his mouth, curled his lips and said, "You must have starved to death in your previous life."

Er Gouzi ignored him and picked up the bowl.

Yang Fan sat on the ground and looked at the starry sky outside the window, listening to Er Gouzi's sips of drinking, he felt a little homesick, he sighed, let's go home first.

When Yang Fan woke up, the sky in the east had been slightly brightened, he stretched lazily, imitated Ultraman's posture, turned his hands in a circle on his chest and shouted: "Recover your strength. "

In an instant, he jumped out of bed as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He found that the white expanse outside the window was covered with snow. It turned out that it had snowed heavily all night.

The cars parked next to the building were covered in snow, he lay on the window sill and looked at the road, the snow was mixed with mud, he pursed his lips and said to himself: "Forget it, I still won't go out Alright."

Yang Fan picked up the phone and saw that there were two missed calls, both from Lin Na. The two calls were at 06:30 and 36:[-] in the morning respectively. It seems that there may be something important to call so early look for him.

He checked the time, and before seven o'clock, he decided to call back.

"Hey, Yang Fan, how is your body?"

Lin Na's first sentence was a word of concern, and Yang Fan felt warm in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay, I feel better these two days."

"Oh, that's fine, go to work on Monday if you have nothing to do."

"Row."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Fan couldn't calm down for a long time. The leader's care for his subordinates came so suddenly. Maybe any employee was sick. He made the call because he was afraid that he would have something to do, not everyone would get such an honor.

He stretched again, shook his neck left and right and walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, there is no food in the kitchen and dining room that can be eaten directly. There is only a bag of rice and a bag of noodles that he can eat after processing. I'm too lazy to do it.

He sat helplessly on the sofa, thinking, should he still go to work on Monday?Since I can make money by doing tasks, why should I still do my job that only makes more than 3000 yuan a month?But what if I resign and can't complete the task, won't I lose my income? My parents can't beat me to death?Forget it, don’t think about it anymore, do the tasks first and then talk about Monday’s matters.

When he returned to the dream from reality again, there was still a big and round man shirtless eating a roast chicken through the door and window in front of him. He gnawed them all, and had to chew the bones too. Seeing his mouth full of oil, Yang Fan turned his head to the side.

Wait, that key!Yang Fan hurriedly leaned on the window and looked towards the other room, it was the key!

He saw Er Gouzi put the key next to the wine jar on the table, and the key was worn on a round iron ring.

How can I cheat the key?Yang Fan was walking around the house in a hurry.

"Are you cold? You were walking around there."

Er Gouzi said with a smile while holding a chicken paw.

Yang Fan walked up and down, anxiously touching himself, even if he took out a copper coin. When he touched his waist, he suddenly felt something hard pinned to his waist: What is this?
(End of this chapter)