Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin were both very polite. They waited at the door and greeted people warmly when they saw them.

Zheng Yilin, who was short and thin, said first: "I'm sorry, buddy, it was just a misunderstanding. It's okay now, let's have a few more drinks later."

Fan Yucheng also explained that it was a misunderstanding, and Huang Liang again said that it was okay.

The misunderstanding seemed to be resolved, but Zeng Wangcai still felt something was wrong.

The first thing that was wrong was Zheng Yilin. He felt that Zheng Yilin looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

The second thing wrong is the attitude of Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin. Although they are enthusiastic, they give people a very obvious sense of estrangement.

Zeng Wangcai was sure that he was not being sensitive. The two of them were talking to Huang Liang, but the person they looked at the most was Zhou Mei. It seemed that they were saying this just for Zhou Mei's sake.

Huang Liang, who was already very sensitive, noticed this and suddenly thought of what Zeng Wangcai said yesterday. Only then did he truly feel his brother's intention.

When we entered the room, there was no ordering process, it seemed that the dishes had already been ordered.

"Comrade, comrade, bring up the beer first." Zheng Yilin shouted outside.

beer?

In such a big party, they actually drink beer?

Zeng Wangcai's expression changed slightly. He thought these two people would not drink unless it was white.

"White wine has a strong taste. The old men will scold us when we get home." Zhou Mei noticed the change in Zeng Wangcai's expression and explained kindly, "We usually drink beer, but if you like white wine, you can do whatever you want."

"Why drink white wine? If you want to drink, drink beer. We are all the same," said Fan Yucheng.

Zeng Wangcai originally wanted to say that he didn't want to drink because he couldn't drink much, but after hearing what Fan Yucheng said, he simply gave up.

Although the atmosphere in the room was good, one could clearly feel two factions: Zeng Wangcai and the other three were on one side, and Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin were on the other side.

Before the beer came up, Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin pulled Zhou Mei aside to talk. The things they talked about were different from what Zeng Wangcai and the others usually talked about. There was no small matter; they were all big things.

Moreover, these two people have extremely high opinions. In their mouths, no matter who the leader is or what level he is, he is all called Comrade So-and-so.

When Zeng Wangcai listened to them talking, he had an illusion that these big leaders were all their subordinates.

Zeng Wangcai had lost his appetite before the meal even started. If Zhou Mei hadn't intervened, the atmosphere would have been very awkward.

"Wangcai, give me a cigarette!" Lin Huyang found it boring. He couldn't interrupt and didn't want to. He wanted to smoke a cigarette but touched his pocket and found it was empty.

Zeng Wangcai reached into the tool man's backpack with his backhand and pulled out half a pack of Huazi cigarettes with filters. He never had bad cigarettes on him because he usually didn't buy them, so he only had Huazi Retro.

"Do you guys smoke?" Zeng Wangcai put the cigarette box under the table and looked up to ask Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin.

"Of course we do, but we only smoke this." Fan Yucheng took out a pack of cigarettes that was shorter than Zeng Wangcai's cigarette box, took out two cigarettes, looked at Zhou Mei whose face looked a little depressed, and finally handed it to Zeng Wangcai.

"Thanks, but we only smoke this!" Zeng Wangcai took out the cigarettes, took out one and put it in his mouth, and gave the rest to Lin Huyang.

Fan Yucheng's face turned green on the spot; his attempt to pretend to be cool failed.

Lin Huyang chuckled, then immediately held back his laughter, took out a match, lit it, and held it in both hands: "Brother Wangcai, let me light it for you."

"Woo!" Zeng Wangcai stammered, took a puff of the cigarette he hadn't smoked for a long time, and exhaled in one breath.

"Dude, the cigarettes are of pretty good quality. What do you do?" Zheng Yilin stood up and grabbed a cigarette, with a hint of something else in his words.

"Okay, why are you asking so many questions?" Zhou Mei stepped forward at the right time, "Are you checking the household registration? Smoke your cigarette..."

Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin seemed a little afraid of Zhou Mei. They immediately remembered that this meal was for apology, so they restrained themselves and continued talking and laughing as before.

However, the gap has already been created, how can it be easily eliminated?

Zhou Mei was different from Fan Yucheng. She tried her best to liven up the atmosphere. Unfortunately, Huang Liang saw everything clearly and did not shamelessly join in the fun. She just said a few words to her brother from time to time.

After a while, two cold dishes were served, along with a box of beer.

Zeng Wangcai took a look and found that the beer was an old brand in Sijiu City, Five Star Beer, but this beer was later discontinued.

When beer first became popular all over the country, there were brands like Tsingtao, Five Star, Oolong Spring, etc. Each brand was loved by the locals, but it never became popular across the country.

Zeng Wangcai also had a low alcohol tolerance in his previous life, but he liked to drink beer. He remembered that when he was in his teens, he could still buy local beer for 1.2 yuan a bottle, but later it gradually disappeared and the worst beer was 5 yuan a bottle.

Zeng Wangcai had never tasted the Five Star Beer that was served, so he didn’t know whether it tasted good or not, but there was one thing he was probably sure of: probably, no one had urinated into the raw materials of this beer, right?

"Come on, buddies, let's drink one first!" Fan Yucheng took out a few bottles of wine, divided three bottles into three bottles and gave them to Zeng Wangcai and the other three. He picked up a bottle himself, without using anything, opened his mouth and bit open the bottle cap with his teeth, looking very heroic.

Zeng Wangcai picked up the wine bottle, stared at the bottle cap for a few seconds, and finally obediently used a chopstick to open the bottle cap. He used to use his teeth like Fan Yucheng, but he stopped doing that after he went to the dental clinic to get his teeth filled.

The atmosphere seemed to improve as we started drinking, especially after the dishes came. As we ate and drank together, we seemed to be able to talk to each other.

After eating for about an hour, Fan Yucheng and Zheng Yilin drank very generously, each drinking more than ten bottles and becoming a little drunk.

The drunk guys stopped calling each other "comrade so-and-so". Zheng Yilin slammed the table and said, "I don't know why old men like to drink white wine. Beer is much better."

"You can't say that!" Lin Huyang was also a little drunk, and immediately retorted, "My dad doesn't drink beer either, not because he thinks it's expensive, but because he thinks it's tasteless and boring."

This is true. Many people of the older generation don't like beer because it's not strong enough. It either doesn't relieve fatigue or doesn't satisfy their cravings.

"Bah, that's because your dad doesn't know shit. What does it mean to be weak? You will vomit if you drink too much." Zheng Yilin retorted, but he didn't pay attention to his wording after he got drunk.

Lin Huyang is usually carefree, and is used to being disrespectful when getting along with his father Lin Haitao. He even calls him "old man" when he gets angry, but that is just an appearance. The son does not know how to communicate his feelings with the father. In fact, Lin Huyang is a filial son.

Hearing Zheng Yilin say that his father didn't know shit, Lin Huyang, who was a little angry, immediately retorted: "Your father doesn't know shit, let's talk about it, don't mention it..."

Before Lin Huyang could even utter the word "elder", Zheng Yilin suddenly attacked, picked up a wine bottle and slapped it on the forehead.

This happened so suddenly that no one in the room could react.

"Uncle Cao Ni, who do you think you are to be able to reason with me here..." Zheng Yilin cursed with sleepy eyes.

But what greeted him was...

"My uncle..." Zeng Wangcai, who drank the least and remained sober, was the first to react. Without saying a word, he picked up a beer bottle and cracked Zheng Yilin's mouth.