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

The steward had a look of regret on his face and said quietly:

"The tea tree won't arrive until midnight. You must have drunk a lot!"

Zhang Xingwang replied without hesitation:

"That's all. I'm fine. Is there anything wrong with my big baby?"

Although the manager had a dark face, he still forced a smile and replied out of professionalism:

"It should be fine. I specially asked two guys who only care about money and not people to do it. But I want to correct you. Although it is a treasure, it is really not big. I estimate that it is only about one meter tall. If you insist on calling it that, you can call it an old treasure at most..."

The two were chatting when the Third Master came over with a pipe in hand. He looked at Zhang Xingwang, who was drunk, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Zhang Xingwang:

"You're early!"

"How about I go back and get some sleep before coming back?"

The Third Master and the Steward exchanged a glance, then stood with their hands behind their backs, looking at the hairy moon in the sky, and said calmly:

“Eat while you wait!”

Then the three of them sat in the yard and ate from the copper pot. Zhang Xingwang felt that he must have been fooled by the Third Master last time. Looking at the Third Master's unfathomable eyes, he asked in surprise:

"Eating a copper pot in this weather? And why is this pot the same as the one that got lost last time?"

The Third Master smiled but didn't reply. He just poured the wine. The steward interrupted and said:

"This is something that Third Master spent a lot of effort to find. I'll have to fire it in a few days, so please bear with me. And since I have something important to do today, I'm not afraid of it getting lost."

The Third Master seemed very happy today, and he never disappointed anyone when it came to persuading people to drink. Before the pot was even opened, he raised his glass and gestured to Zhang Xingwang from a distance, then raised his head and drank it all, then said in a heroic tone:

"What night is this? Let us share this bright moonlight!

But my hair has turned grey, and I can only sigh that the road ahead is long, and we will never meet again..."

After hearing this, Zhang Xingwang shook his sluggish head and pondered for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp without saying a word.

After drinking, I quietly asked the steward:

"How is Third Master's health lately?"

The manager was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and replied helplessly:

"Third Master is still the same, except that he has recently become fond of ancient poetry, saying that literati and scholars are just as lonely as he is!"

Zhang Xingwang was just toasting with the Third Master for the second time when he was choked by what he heard. He looked at the Third Master with resentment and before he could say anything, the steward patted him on the back and said:

"Look at you, what are you in such a hurry for!"

As he spoke, he filled his glass with wine, raised his glass and said:

"Come on, let's drink slowly and calm down first!"

Zhang Xingwang accepted all the drinks at this time. His tongue was a little numb and he didn't feel anything. He picked up the wine and drank a glass with the steward. Then, before the pot boiled, the three of them finished more than a bottle in total.

When the pot boiled, the three of them put down their glasses tacitly and started eating. Seeing the two brothers' faces flushed from drinking too quickly, Zhang Xingwang chuckled and then ate the hot pot meat in the bowl slowly. However, his tongue was a little numb and it didn't taste good.

In fact, Zhang Xingwang refused the rest of the wine from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't resist the two old brothers' persuasion and drank it anyway.

The brothers' routine is simple and crude. They just drink from the glass, pour it again immediately after finishing it, and then wait in front of your glass with the bottle.

Later, I felt that Zhang Xingwang's pace was too slow, so I simply brought a dozen cups, and I drank mine and he poured it for me.

One of the brothers stared at Zhang Xingwang's wine glass, while the other spoke intermittently:

"Young people nowadays...sigh", "Third Master has a good alcohol tolerance, hehe, but I, Old Six, am not bad either!"

Half an hour later, the three of them fell asleep on the table. Zhang Xingwang was the only one who held on until the end. He put away the copper pot with his mind in a daze and then fell asleep completely.

Not long after the three of them fell asleep, the grandson of the manager came to give them the money from selling grapes. Looking at the four empty wine bottles on the table and the three people sleeping soundly, he was happy for a long time, then he started to clean up the mess, and then he started looking for the copper pot in and outside the yard...

Zhang Xingwang felt a little thirsty. After he regained consciousness, he felt something was wrong. There was someone next to him. He opened his eyes and saw a little girl sleeping soundly next to him. He was almost drooling.

I tried to recall it carefully, but couldn't remember anything, so I prepared to get up and figure out where I was.

Then I realized that it seemed clear without any effort, because the little girl's mother was also there, and she was leaning against the head of the bed with her eyes open, and it was obvious that she was not asleep!

Strictly speaking, there were three people in one bed, but the little girl slept in the middle. It was a common sleeping way for a family of three.

"you're awake!"

Zhang Xingwang looked at Liu Lan and her dark circles before him, and said:

"Why am I here!?"

"A young man from Pigeon City brought you here. You were drunk yesterday and tormented me all night..."

Listening to Liu Lan's fierce words, Zhang Xingwang pointed at his clothes:

"I haven't even taken off my clothes yet, can't you be more serious when you talk?"

Zhang Xingwang rolled out of bed while talking. Seeing that it was already getting light outside, he covered his aching head and asked in a predetermined tone:

"I didn't do anything yesterday!"

After hearing this, Liu Lan looked at Zhang Xingwang's frightened expression and replied straightforwardly:

"I didn't do anything. You were drunk yesterday and kept chasing me. You kept pestering me to wash your feet and said that my environment was too bad and my skills were not good..."

Zhang Xingwang's face darkened, and he said nonchalantly:

"I guess I'm used to it at home. I just like cleanliness. It's an old habit..."

"You asked for the best package, and asked me how many years I had been doing this. Why did I do this? Then you insisted on paying me, and I couldn't stop you. You even cursed me and said that free things are the most expensive!"

Looking at Zhang Xingwang's embarrassed expression, Liu Lan continued solemnly:

"I didn't ask for the money. I had no choice but to wash it for you in the end. Anyway, this time it will be used as a payment to cover the rent. My mother and I just moved in and bought some things. We are really short of money this month!"

Zhang Xingwang was speechless. He looked at the small branch leaning against the dining table and quickly changed the subject and asked:

“I brought this too!”

"Well, say this is your big baby!"

"I have to go, I have to go to work soon!"

Zhang Xingwang held the tea branch in front of him and walked out of the door calmly. Seeing that there was no one around, he threw it into the space.

After thinking for a while, he took out a few pounds of grapes and twenty pounds of corn, returned to Liu Lan, and after putting the things down, he casually said:

"Sweet the kid's mouth!"

Looking at Liu Lan's complicated eyes, he prepared to leave.

"Thank you dad!"

Zhang Xingwang looked at the little girl who was still rubbing her eyes, and said to Liu Lan unhappily:

"Let her become your godfather from now on, or you'll be in trouble!"

Ignoring Liu Lan's cheerful response, Zhang Xingwang turned around and walked away, his steps brisk as if he was chased by a dog, secretly deciding not to come to this place again...