Hong Kong island brother

One day, Zhong Ming woke up and found a big event.

He patted the people around him and said calmly, "Brother, wake up, we have crossed over."

The person next to him yawned like leeks, and said in a daze, "Little bastard, why don't you go to Dongsishitiao early in the morning and go for a walk by yourself? What are you doing in my bed? Go away, play with the spoon handle." !"

Zhong Ming turned his head in horror, and fell off the bed with a bang.

Who's that sloppy fat guy in the white vest? !Zhong Zhihao? !his dad?his dad!

Where is his brother? !His brother became his father overnight? !Is it too exciting? !What space did he travel to? !

Zhong Ming got up and opened the door, ran 200 meters, passed countless stalls selling pancakes, fruit and baked cold noodles, and passed the bus stop sign of Dongsishitiao Station in Beijing to buy a newspaper.

September, 2017th, 5.

Zhong Ming's eyes darkened, and he just wanted to kneel down and call his brother.Where are you my brother?My brother help me!

When his brother woke up, he also found a big thing.

He traveled through time travel, and the hotel he traveled to was in Beijing, and the decoration might be a bit expensive.

Zhou Shi wiped his cold sweat after taking out his pocket, fortunately Zhong Ming's was stuck in his pocket, fortunately Zhong Ming was rich.

He went out to scout out the enemy's situation, was scared by the unfamiliar Beijing dialect, and went back to the room. After a good night's sleep, he woke up and wondered how to travel back—the answer was to let nature take its course.

The next day, Zhou Shi discovered that not only was Zhong Ming's card stuck in his pocket, but the night before yesterday he had played truth or dare with a group of people from Zhong Ming's company. Zhong Ming drank too much and wrote down his previous address and put it in his pocket. .

Zhou Shi thought with luck, what if Ah Ming also crossed over?

Zhou Shi took a deep breath, and asked the sister at the front desk in indescribable plastic Beijing dialect, "Hao Lin, may I ask, Silali in Dongsisi Tiao Hutong?"

The sister at the front desk was browsing Weibo to appreciate Gu Tianle's Mandarin, "I want to blow (drive) it to death (drive) it now" or something, so it was no surprise to this Hong Kong compatriot in front of me, "Go out, turn right."

Zhou Shi said, "Okay, thank you Li." After saying that, he was about to go out and turn right.

The sister at the front desk suddenly said, "Hey, wait a minute."

Zhou Shi turned around, "Huh?"

The sister at the front desk raised her phone, "Clicked" to take a photo, "Okay, you can go, it's okay, I don't think it's too far to ride a Mobike!" This compatriot is a bit handsome, and she has to save the photo and post it on Weibo.

Zhou Shi thanked him again, scratching his head and walking while thinking about what Mobike is.

He went out and turned right and walked for more than ten minutes, then suddenly hid in the corner of the wall.

There was a man wearing a very sloppy white T-shirt, camouflage shorts wide enough for a bird to walk on, and plastic slippers that were obviously too big. It was rough beyond description, but it was also very familiar. It seemed to be... his boyfriend.

This person is completely different from the radiant heavenly king Zhong Ming on the stage of the Red Pavilion. Like the idle young people in every alley in Beijing, they live a relaxed and comfortable life, with nothing to do and no desire to do things, and they spend their lives chicly. Infinitely prolonging youth.

If Zhong Ming hadn't made his debut because of that incident, or if Zhong Ming hadn't gone to Hong Kong, he should be so comfortable and happy.

Zhong Ming was carrying two cups of soy milk, and wished he could walk sideways on the curb, calling on the phone as he walked: "Zhong Zhihao, are you okay? Pancake fruit with spicy sticks? What kind of operation is this?!... Pooh, you're If you come from time travel, don’t you just add spicy strips, it’s like Zhu Yuanzhang’s imperial meal, you can add it!... I know, I know, I’m 24 filial piety, I’ll take it back early after a while, I wish you happiness!”

Zhong Ming stopped in front of the pancake stand, thinking, the pancakes are so good now that they can add spicy strips.

He said: "Master, what, two sets of pancakes and fruits, one with spicy strips, and one with traditional ones, the kind that normal people eat."

He studied the price list, and there were grilled sausages and chicken tenders, and some people wanted to add kelp shreds, potato shreds and radish mustard.

Nima, they are all heresies!

If Zhong Zhihao from the original space saw it, he might be able to come back to life, life is really full of unexpected.

So Zhong Ming happily added: "For the set of adding spicy strips, why don't you add roasted sausage, chicken tenders, kelp, potatoes, and radishes to him?"

The boss said: "You can, your taste is good, and you can kill people if you go into the alley."

Zhong Ming said: "It's not me who eats, and it's not my turn to be beaten. How much?"

The boss said: "Add all the 18 yuan, the original flavor is [-] yuan, and you have a total of [-] yuan."

Zhong Ming touched his pocket, counted the money, and stuck out his tongue, "Then you should add spicy noodles to him. Our small-scale farming economy has limited conditions."

Zhou Shi hid behind the wall, thinking to himself, fortunately he didn't go out to meet each other, this Ah Ming didn't come through time travel, this Ah Ming is from a parallel dimension.

In this parallel space, Zhong Zhihao has not yet passed away, and Ah Ming has not been bent by him. The father and son are living a happy life, and Ah Ming also said "I wish you happiness".

Can he go out then?Absolutely not, absolutely not let Ah Ming see him.

But Ah Ming seemed a bit poor, so he hid for a while, then went out to find a bank.

Zhong Ming went home and tasted the delicious spicy pancakes with Zhong Zhihao. He really wanted to chat with Zhong Zhihao, but Zhong Zhihao had a lot of spare time activities. He went out with a bird cage to date an old lady.

Zhong Ming thought that the current old lady is also not particular about it, and she doesn't want to see what a good bird can be if she goes out at this point.

Zhong Ming was bored, and he had no money in his pocket, but Zhong Zhihao didn't even leave him a subway card.

He had no choice but to brush the alleys in his slippers, stroll from Dongsishitiao to Dongsanshitiao, and then from Dongsishitiao back to Dongsishitiao, and bullied half of the dogs and bear children in Dongzhimen before returning home satisfied. Home prepares lunch.

He strolled to the door for [-] to [-] yuan, and suddenly squatted behind the small tricycle in the Taoist temple next door to hide.

Sikong Xiaohu, a Taoist child, sat on the steps with a plate of mung bean cakes and gnawed, and asked, "Brother Zhongming, what are you doing?"

He said, "Shh, let me see what my brother is doing?"

——At the door of his house, someone was stuffing something into his mailbox.That person was wearing a peaked cap and a black mask, but Zhong Ming was so see-through. Through the black shirt and black jeans, he could see the fragrant, gorgeous arms, King Kong abs, invincible buttocks, and straight straight body under the clothes at a glance. Long legs, if this is a girl, Zhong Ming is absolutely confident to send him to Victoria's Secret.

With this appearance, who else could it be if it wasn't his bewitching boyfriend Zhou Shi? !

Co-author Zhou Shi also traveled through time?

Zhong Ming didn't understand the situation, but this scene was too similar to the scene of the heavy rain in the New Territories, Zhou Shi waited for more than ten days to give him the apartment key.

Thinking of the cigarettes Zhou Shi smoked at that time, and thinking of the crimes Zhou Shi suffered after that.

How could he be so sad, if he had bent earlier, it would be great?

Zhong Ming sighed after thinking about it, and casually took a mung bean cake from Sikong Xiaohu's plate and ate it.

Sikong Xiaohu is usually not stingy, and he is very happy to share everything, but this time he cried "wow", "You give me back! The mung beans my master planted for me, and the mung bean powder my master ground for me , mung bean cake that my master made for me!"

Zhong Ming was stunned. He looked down, half of the mung bean cake was bitten off by him, but he could still see the brand: Daoxiangcun.

Sikong Xiaohu cried loudly, Zhong Ming touched his head and was beaten by him, touched his stomach and was beaten by him, and finally put his hands on his hips, annoyed, "Whose family's brat?! Does his master care about it?! The guardian is Is such a method?! Cultivating immortals so much that they don’t want children!?”

A moment later, Sikong Xiaohu and his master came out in a daze.

This person looks about nineteen or twenty years old, looks quite abstinent, and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.The flirtatious is nothing more than flirtatious, if Zhou Shiwan hadn't been a poor man but a chaebol, he probably would have this style.

So Zhong Ming calmed down when he saw this attire, "Forget it, don't scold the child, the child is the flower bone of the motherland, and it must be watered with warmth to grow..."

But there is an enchantment between master and apprentice, both of them don't listen to the bell and run the train, they only have each other in their eyes.

Sikong Xiaohu raised his head with great effort, "Master, he ate the mung bean cake you made for me."

His master said, "I didn't do it for you."

Sikong Xiaohu was dumbfounded, "Huh?"

His master said, "I bought it."

Sikong Xiaohu: "Huh?"

His master said: "You will know when you know how to read. These three words: Daoxiang Village. Go out of the alley and turn right, 24 a catty, sent by pilgrims."

Sikong Xiaohu was stunned, "Master, are you lying to me?"

His master said: "Well, I lied to you again. Don't cry, go in and practice."

Sikong Xiaohu said: "Yeah." Then he really went in to practice with short legs, and he also recited the mantra, "A watermelon is round and round, cut him in half with a knife..."

His master corrected: "It's 'Yuanshi Dazhen, Wulei Gaozun. Taihua Haoying, Donglang Bamen'."

Zhong Ming turned around, speechless.

Zhong Ming was refreshed again, huh?Where is my brother? !

Zhou Shi had long since disappeared. Zhong Ming opened the mailbox, and inside was an envelope with 2 yuan neatly in it, silently telling the bright heart of Comrade Lei Feng.

Zhong Ming just learned a few new-age Internet terms, and thought, this is called the uncle, and it's exciting to run away after tipping.My brother is awesome. In Hong Kong, he is one of the top ten outstanding youths. In Beijing, he is the light of the times and a role model for new youth.

Zhong Ming squatted on the steps and hugged his head, missing his brother.

After a while, Sikong Xiaohu and his master from the Taoist temple next door came over.

Because his master was abstinent, so he didn't talk much, and Sikong Xiaohu spoke for his master throughout the whole process.

Sikong Xiaohu was holding a plate of vegetables, "Brother Zhong Ming, master and I gave you the stewed bamboo shoots in oil."

Zhong Ming took it over, "Thank you, little friend, I wish you a thriving growth, a speedy success, turn your back on customers, and attack Master."

Sikong Xiaohu looked at Master's poker face, blushed, lowered his head and rubbed his toes, and said in a childish voice, "Oh. Oh. Master, let's go home."

His master said, "Yes." He raised his foot and turned back.

Zhong Ming stopped his master, "What, I don't see you go out all day, but stay at home and cook delicious food. What are you doing? Are you really cultivating immortals?"

His master turned around and said calmly, "I really cultivate immortality."

Zhong Ming didn't want to say a word, he turned his head and went back to the house with the braised bamboo shoots in oil.

It's messed up, this world is messed up, immortals can eat braised bamboo shoots in oil, and unemployed youths in Wuhao can't even afford a full set of pancakes and fruits.

With money in his pocket, Zhong Ming was full of confidence. He took his father to eat mochi in Guijie Street for two days, then took his father to Houhai to drink fake foreign wine for two days, and took his father to Shichahai Bar Street to experience the youth. In the end, his father couldn't stand it anymore, "Wherever you fall in love, don't come and pester me!"

Zhong Ming said: "Then I can't take you to walk the birds on Zhichun Road, can I? This is 2017, hey, aren't you bored?"

His dad kicked him out the door.

He squatted in front of the next door for a while, and Sikong Xiaohu also came out, carrying a small gray cloth schoolbag.

Zhong Ming said, "Where are you going?"

Sikong Xiaohu said: "Master retreats, I'm going on a spring outing."

Tsk.Hey in May.spring outing.Just like that, I kept saying "My master taught me well".Tsk.

Is this kid a ghost if he doesn't lose it?

Zhong Ming stuffed the child under his arm and took the child to Nanluoguxiang for a spring outing.

As a result, Nanluoguxiang really has all kinds of birds and people. Two big men wearing big gold chains walked up to them. They were happy to see the little Taoist priest, "Oh, this is so sacred. I'm here to cultivate immortality in a tourist attraction. Do you want a bowl? I'll give it to you." You take one, you squat for a while and make a fortune."

Zhong Ming turned around with a dark face, and found that the two looked familiar.

The author has something to say:

What about this cookie, it will be updated in three days.I don’t know how I did it, I wanted to write a short story, but I wrote a long story about sex (what’s the sound)…

By the way, make an advertisement!I!Either today or tomorrow!Open a new article!

"Master Doesn't Ride the Dragon"!Immortal cultivation!Don't mess with brother this time, mess with master! (Great progress)

Two leading men!It was Sikong Hu and his master Lu Ju!

Sexy demonic apprentice x abstinent Feixian master, a couple who often drive and brake!

Here, on behalf of the crew, I would like to thank Sikong Xiaohu and his master for their friendly guest appearances in this episode of "Beijing Love Story"! (Anyway, you are not popular, and the appearance fee is cheap)

I bow to everyone three times while pressing the back of Zhou Shizhong's head!

Fengyan Zhou Ning Qinghua boiled fish Yan Yuxin and irenac who brushed mines, and enthusiastic people who brushed comments and bookmarks, I declare that you are all Zhong Ming’s godmothers!

Thank you!