Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

The Third Master did not respond to Zhang Xingwang's complaints, but asked seriously:

"Is the food coming from a legitimate source? Don't go the wrong way."

After hearing Zhang Xingwang's repeated assurances that there was no problem with the way he came, the Third Master slowly took out a teapot from under his feet, poured a glass into his own wine glass, and then said:

“It doesn’t matter where you drink, it doesn’t matter what you drink, the main thing is the atmosphere…”

As he spoke, he picked up the wine on the table and poured another full glass for Zhang Xingwang. Looking at the stunned Zhang Xingwang, he sighed and continued:

"Whether it's tea or wine, don't be too picky...

For those of us who practice martial arts, a thousand cups of wine are not enough when we meet friends. What does a mere cold mean to us? You are to my taste. It is a great pleasure to have wine and meat in such a beautiful day..."

"Is it to your liking? No wonder you've already put the pot on the stove. Can't I change it? Besides, it's so cold in this pitch-black yard. How can there be any beautiful scenery?"

After listening to this, the Third Master drank a cup of tea with great relish. Instead of saying anything, he grinned at Zhang Xingwang, looked up at the starry sky, and looked as if he had the universe in his heart.

The manager of the interface kept nagging:

"We two brothers like your mischievousness. You don't know how comfortable it is to eat hotpot in the courtyard in this weather.

Even if it gets warmer in a month or so, mosquitoes will be flying around and the food in the pot will not taste the same.

We both loved this when we were young, you can try it too, a sip of the soup will warm you up in a short while."

The manager then started to nag him about the dangers of taking the wrong road, using various examples from distant relatives and various sages, and the timeline went back to the pre-Qin period, not to mention spanning centuries.

The emphasis is on the prodigal son's return, as if he has done something that has angered God and man.

Figuring that the two older brothers were also warning him in disguise, he endured the manager's nagging, occasionally replying to show that he was listening.

I felt something was wrong while eating, so I said to the steward:

"Is this okay? There's a big fire in the yard in the middle of the night. Don't let them mistake you for an enemy spy."

"It's okay. Gong An usually doesn't come here. If he does, the worst that can happen is that we each eat less..."

Zhang Xingwang was originally planning to just eat something and go back, but Third Master's cooking skills were so extraordinary, and eating in the yard felt a bit like a picnic.

After eating a few bites of meat and drinking the steaming broth, he felt warm all over. Zhang Xingwang ate more and more excited, and drank a lot of wine without realizing it.

He ate until his stomach was full, then he stood up with a feeling of being unsatisfied. Looking at the two empty wine bottles on the table and the staggering steward, he prepared to leave.

Before he could speak, the steward stood up with drunken eyes and muttered:

"I told you that you are a very particular person. I will go with you to get it..."

Zhang Xingwang was confused when he heard the Third Master echoing in his unique cold tone:

"Not too much, just enough."

"Don't worry. Although our pot and wine are worth some money, I won't ask for more. Otherwise, how can they eat with good intentions next time..."

Zhang Xingwang finally understood that the two old brothers were thinking about his medicine. He had no choice but to eat the meat and drink the wine.

It turns out that there is no free midnight snack in Pigeon Market. These two old brothers are hard to guard against.

Looking at the Third Master who was still posing, Zhang Xingwang waved his hand helplessly and asked the steward to follow him. After going out, he found a corner and took out four bottles of medicine.

Anyway, I had already prepared one portion for the two of them. It was dark outside and I couldn't see clearly, not to mention that the manager was already drunk.

After getting the medicine, Zhang Xingwang ran away without looking back, for fear that if he didn't leave, these two brothers would cause trouble.

Looking at the steward who came back alone, the third master sat up straight and said seriously:

"I haven't been feeling well lately, so I'll just take one more bottle."

"You can't say that. I've had cold legs for many years..."

"The weather has warmed up. You can just bear with it for so many years. It's over. But I cooked the pot..."

"That's right, I bought the wine with my money!"

"I didn't drink, so you can't say that to me, but you did eat a lot of meat. This kid can drink a lot."

"Don't change the subject. We've been drinking half and half for so many years. But this kid can drink quite well, unlike our grandson who ruins everything after drinking..."

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When Zhang Xingwang staggered back home, he found that everyone in the family, except the little girl, was awake. As soon as he entered the house, they all surrounded him and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that he was not missing any limbs.

The fourth sister sniffed and frowned as she said to Wang Xiulan:

"Mom, my brother came back late at night after drinking, and you didn't say anything to him?"

"Stop it, I'm going to do some serious work, why aren't you guys asleep yet?"

"We were woken up by our mother half an hour ago, and we were discussing where to find you tomorrow. We were afraid that you would be captured like last time."

After hearing this, Zhang Xingwang burped and didn't respond to Fourth Sister's words. He was really very sleepy at the moment, so he went back to his room to get ready for bed.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiulan and her elder sister followed in. Wang Xiulan asked quietly:

"Xingwang, did you take the food from home? Yesterday, your second brother-in-law said that we would be notified of a reduction in the food ration in a few days. You didn't sell it, did you? It's so dangerous. What if something happens to you?"

The eldest sister Zhang Zhaodi also said:

"That's right, why don't you ask me to move the things? Anyway, I'm so bored at work every day, I have plenty of energy."

After hearing this, Wang Xiulan turned to look at her older sister who was eager to try, and said unhappily:

"I said it's unsafe, so don't make trouble here."

After the quarrel, the two found that Zhang Xingwang had fallen asleep. Wang Xiulan looked at her sleeping son with a bad mood for a while, and then went back to the room with her dejected elder sister.

After hearing that the two people had indeed left, Zhang Xingwang breathed a sigh of relief and opened his eyes, only to find a malicious face staring at him.

He jumped up and rushed to the bed, and when he was about to use his ultimate move, he found that the person next to the bed was his fourth sister.

He looked at the shadow of the fourth sister and said unhappily:

"You almost scared yourself to death just now, do you know that?"

"Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? I just wanted to see if you were pretending to sleep, and I didn't appear from behind you."

"Tell me, why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"

"Brother, you actually sent food to Sister Yu Li, are you planning to marry her?"

"How do you know? I was just trying to help her out of kindness. Why did you stay up late at night just to ask this?"

"Anyway, tomorrow is a day off and I've finished my homework. Brother, please tell me in detail what you think. I'll really be arrested if I keep a mistress. I've thought about it for a few days and it's really not safe for you to let Sister Yu Li be a mistress."

Looking at the curious look on the fourth sister's face, it is true that when people are hungry, they only have one worry, but when they are full, they have countless worries. In the past, when she was hungry, the fourth sister's curiosity never left the yard.