Hong Kong island brother

Nanluoguxiang really has all kinds of birds and people. Two big men wearing big gold chains walked towards them. They were happy to see the little Taoist priest, "Hey, this is so sacred. I'm here to cultivate immortality in a tourist attraction. Do you want a bowl? I'll get you one." , You will make a fortune after squatting for a while."

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

He tapped Sikong Xiaohu's ears with both hands, and replied very politely: "Hey! Isn't this Shichahai gay, big brother?! Big brother, I'm sorry to say you were 1 last time!"

The man blushed, "I. Fuck! Why isn't I 1? Come and try?"

Zhong Ming didn't change his expression, "You think I won't pick you? I don't want to try you, Mai Tai. You big guys are judging, who can fight with the girl from Lily Bar? Who grabs her hair and hits her chest? How can you lose, as a 1, I am ashamed for you!"

This person was said to be the center of the matter, so he didn't come up in one breath.

Sikong Xiaohu raised his head with pure eyes, completely unaware of what brother Zhong Ming was talking about.

Zhong Ming continued: "Are you two together and pretending to be tired? You thought you could attack each other and enjoy each other's life, but when you go to bed, everyone is lonely, right? This is called being ambiguous and making people feel wronged. As evidence of attack, when should it be 0, I don’t even have the courage to get down—”

He actually started to sing while he was talking, and he sang quite decently.With many years of stage experience, the typhoon is very stable, attracting crowds to watch and beat the time, and some people booed, "Rainie Yang in Nanluoguxiang!"

The big man became furious and rushed over as soon as he rolled up his sleeves. Zhong Ming just waited for this, carried Sikong Xiaohu on his shoulder and ran away, laughing wildly all the way without looking back.

Sikong Xiaohu said: "Brother Zhong Ming, what are you laughing at?"

Zhong Ming said: "Where I stand is a very obvious hurdle. I can assure you that they will definitely fall, hahahahahahahaha! Oh, you are a cultivator, don't you think you can't understand a hero like me who must take revenge? ? Just imagine someone scolding your master as—"

Sikong Xiaohu was furious, "Who? Who scolded my master?!"

Zhong Ming quickly put down the ferocious child, bought an ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth, "Okay, okay, Huluhulumao, don't be angry, don't be angry."

He took the child into a ground turtle cafe again, ordered a glass of milk and a piece of cake, "Okay, okay, Huluhulumao, don't be angry, don't be angry."

Sikong Xiaohu doesn't get angry when he has something to eat, so Zhong Ming checks Weibo when he has time.

The previous hot item "The most handsome brother in Hong Kong Island" was extremely clicked. Zhong Ming clicked in and saw that he was really his brother.

The person who sent his brother's photo claimed to be a staff member of a high-end hotel in Dongzhimen, and said the mandarin of this little brother, one word: alas.Two words: despair.Three words: I want to die.Four words: But he is handsome.

Someone posted a picture in the repost, "Hey, this is the little brother. I just met this little brother in Nanluogu Lane. He is a chivalrous man! There are two big men with gold chains chasing and beating a single father. Hey, it's too bad! It turned out that he was killed by this The little brother is so handsome that I want to give up my idol and become a fan!"

Zhong Ming thought to himself, hey, Nanluoguxiang, a big man with a golden chain, a single father?

He clicked on the picture, and it turned out to be his brother's picture. It was too blurry because of the fast movements, and there was only one face comparable to the beauty of an old Hong Kong movie, and his majesty burst out of the screen.

Zhong Ming put the phone back into his pocket, feeling complicated.

Zhou Shi also came from time travel, so there's nothing wrong with it.

Zhou Shi knew that he was also in this world and there was nothing wrong with him.

Zhou Shi must still know that Zhong Zhihao is still alive, and he must think that Zhong Ming is still a pure and straight man, so his brother silently guarded and moved China.

It turned out that his brother thought he didn't know him, so it was a bit bitter.

It turned out that his brother planned not to come to know him, which was a bit sour.

Boyfriends are too sensible, and sometimes they are troublesome.

At this time, a heroic hero is needed to tame the unruly boyfriend with wisdom.

Our goal is: expose Zhou Shi's lies, untie Zhou Shi's defenses, and let Zhou Shi come out for the second time!

Zhong Ming patted Sikong Xiaohu, "Hey, little fairy, take care of me."

When it was getting dark, Zhou Shi stood on the balcony of the hotel, opened the window and took a breath.

The nights in Beijing are more noisy than those in Hong Kong, crowded with all kinds of people and dishes, very lively.

Only the alley under the balcony is relatively quiet, dark and hard to see people.

Zhou Shi was about to close the window when a childish cry came from downstairs, "It's a money grab!"

"It's a money grab! Help! Ahhh! How can you steal money from a child! Shameless!"

Out of professional instinct, Zhou Shi went downstairs and rushed to the crime scene, only to see a tall and thin figure squatting in front of the child feeding candied haws, "Okay, okay, snoring, don't cry, don't cry , Didn’t brother snatch the money back for you?”

That person is so thin, so tall, so white, and has a nice voice, just like his Ah Ming.

Zhou Shi was about to go back subconsciously, Zhong Ming stood up with a "hey hey", "Who is this?! Zhou Shi, isn't he?!"

Zhou Shi turned around silently, and Zhong Ming rushed forward like a hungry tiger rushing for food, hugging him affectionately, "Brother! You came to Beijing? Why didn't you call me?"

This is the kind of hug between straight men, so Zhou Shi hesitated to guess the setting of this world, "I haven't seen this for many years..."

Zhong Ming slapped Zhou Shi's back with a slap, and his arrogance was comparable to Zhou Shi's father, "What's wrong with not seeing each other for so many years? Isn't it time to see each other even more after not seeing each other for so many years? What was our concept back then? , those are the Dongsishitiao duo! Have you forgotten?"

Zhou Shi quickly shook his head, "I've never forgotten." So that's the case, and he understands the same principle as the Thirteen Taibao of Ciyun Mountain.

Zhong Ming said, "Brother, where do you live? This hotel? It's so expensive. Come on, come home with me."

Zhou Shi almost squatted down and slid, "No, no, no, your house doesn't seem big..."

Zhong Ming said: "I don't have any space in my house. You live in his house." He held his schoolbag on his chin and listened to Sikong Xiaohu, who was pretending to be blind. .”

Zhou Shi had to live in Dongsishitiao Taoist Temple.

Sikong Xiaohu's master's cooking is really delicious, and with Sikong Xiaohu's eating appearance, it is quite delicious.

Zhong Zhihao went out all day, and Zhong Ming simply moved the router, TV, etc. to the Taoist temple in one go. The four tones must be distinguished, I miss you to death, I love you to death, read it like this, do you know? Come on, read it!"

Zhou Shi's face was as calm as water, "I want to take a bath, I love it."

Sikong Xiaohu was squatting on the ground soaking zong leaves, Zhong Ming just remembered, "Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow?"

Sikong Xiaohu said: "Brother Zhongming, you don't know how to make zongzi, do you? It's okay, Master and I will make some more for your family."

The bell rang with a "cut" and pulled Zhou Shi up, "Our old Zhong family, the ancestral rough man among the rough men, how can we eat sissy food like rice dumplings? Not to mention the Dragon Boat Festival, even Christmas, we also eat dumplings! No How do you call reunion after eating dumplings? Isn’t that right, brother? Come on, let’s go shopping with me.”

An hour later, Zhong Ming's eyes were full of tears, and he lay down in front of the kitchen chopping board, as if facing a formidable enemy, "Brother, are you ready?"

With tears in his eyes, Zhou Shi nodded, "Ready."

The bell rang like a strong man breaking his wrist and pressed the play button on his mobile phone, and the majestic and magnificent bgm of "The Little Master of China" sounded, and the delicious temperament permeated the kitchen.

At the same time, Zhou Shi pushed half a catty of green onions into a stainless steel basin, poured pepper oil, pepper noodles, yellow sauce, eggs, and meat stuffing, stirring clockwise.

Zhong Ming stretched out his fingers, and poked his brother's biceps when he rolled up his sleeves. The intensity was so strong that his brother was so excited that his voice changed, "Ah Ming?"

Zhong Ming had a pure face of a straight man, with tears in his eyes falling to the ground, "tsk tsk" twice, "Brother, this big shoulder stuffing, this BGM skin, can this dumpling not taste good today? Jubi is good Let me tell you! My dad must love it!"

At dinner time, Zhong Zhihao was finally willing to come back to visit his son.

Zhong Ming stood up slowly, wiped his hands on his pants, and was a little nervous, "Dad, I'm going to make dumplings!"

Zhou Shi thought to himself, it would be good to let the father and son be alone for a while.He got up slowly and said, "I want to eat zongzi, I'll go next door."

Seeing Zhou Shi go out, Zhong Zhihao pulled a chair and sat down, "Comrade Xiao Zhong, the more you drink the dumplings, the more you drink. I announce that you can take out the bottle of Moutai behind the flowerpot I put."

Comrade Xiao Zhong was taken aback, "Behind the flowerpot? I thought you were watering the flowers."

Zhong Zhihao scolded the street, "Damn! No wonder the flowers raised by me have died recently, and they were burned to death by you bastard!"

The master and apprentice of the Taoist temple next door were eating zongzi, Sikong Xiaohu ate salty zongzi dipped in chili sauce, and his master ate sweet zongzi dipped in sugar, so they could communicate with each other, Sikong Xiaohu said: "Master, the chestnuts in the meat zongzi are delicious. "

His master said: "Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar are delicious."

Sikong Xiaohu said: "The chestnuts in the braised pork are delicious."

His master said, "Chestnut flour cake is delicious."

Zhou Shi smoked for a while in the alley in front of the door, and looked up at the big ginkgo tree for a while.

It was getting dark, and the leaves of the big ginkgo tree were rustling in the wind. Beijing and Hong Kong were not the same at all, but Ah Ming was still the same.

Others say that Zhong Ming is pearl milk tea, but he knows that Ah Ming is Guiling jelly.Pour a layer of condensed milk, black and white are distinct, it seems to be sweet, and it is only after the entrance that you know that the grass and trees are bitter, and more grievances and unwillingness are hidden in the taste buds through the air-conditioning.Sometimes it is left for a long time, and the condensed milk is taken out of the coffee. Because of the smell, it becomes Phoenix Dancong. A cup of black tea.

Da Jinlianzi remembered this grudge, and he also knew that Zhong Zhihao didn't know that Zhong Ming was a crook, so he watched the family reunion today and splashed paint.

He walked into the alley with a mighty crowd, and there was a man smoking in front of Zhong Ming's house, and he shouted, "Get out of the way!"

The man turned his head, his eyes were quiet, his expression was quiet, he didn't do anything, he showed a vicious look, and said in a low voice, "Get out."

——This is the gangster who acted bravely that day!

Dajin Chain hated his teeth even more, anyway, relying on the large number of people, he rushed forward, "Splash me!"

A bucket of red paint fell on the sky, and Zhou Shi's figure was not stagnant, and he dodged as soon as he retreated to the side. Looking at the red paint on the ground, he frowned.

The big gold chain ignored him, "Paint it on the door of his house! Just say that your homosexuality is not good! Fuck, if I can't block his dad's heart, I will lose!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zhou Shi had already kicked him up heavily, furious, cursing very like the pheasant brother in "Young and Dangerous", "You're a fucking shovel! You won't even leave if you say bad words What's the matter? Do you know you're ugly? Where's your face?!"

The big gold chain was kicked into the air and rolled down the steps. The whole person was almost dumbfounded, and the alley gangsters rushed forward.

An hour later, Zhong Ming arrived at the police station and claimed his brother.

A row of big men with gold chains squatting in the corner with black noses and swollen faces, all of them were as quiet as chickens.

His brother was still arguing with others in three or four tones of Mandarin without distinction, slapping the table with his hands, full of auspiciousness, as if in the Yau Ma Tei Police Station's own field, "Damn! No matter how much hatred there is, how can it be?" Can go to someone's door to splash paint! I hit people? Of course I hit people! I hit too many people? Let me tell you, hit as many as you want!"

Zhong Ming pulled a chair and sat down silently, whispering in his ear, "Has anyone ever told you that the rules here are that if you are honest, you will be lenient, but you will be jailed; if you resist, you will be strict, and you will go home for the New Year."

Zhou Shi was taken aback for a moment, then ignored the generalizations of common problems in police stations in various places, and slapped the table again, "Eh! It's the Dragon Boat Festival! The most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy, how can we make troubles on the Dragon Boat Festival!"

Zhong Ming raised his forehead, "Brother, my brother, has anyone ever told you that your normal hair is really normal?"

His brother is more concerned about face, so he immediately shut up, "Officer, I'm cheating."

Zhong Ming felt that he would never wait for the day when his brother would open his heart, and Zhou Shi in front of him was indeed a little depressed.

The two returned home on the moonlight amidst the sound of ginkgo leaves in Sharala. Before entering the house, Zhong Ming went to the Taoist temple first.

Sikong Xiaohu was dozing off on the stone table, Zhong Ming took out two rice dumplings from under his arms.

His is salted egg yolk meat dumpling, his brother's is red bean paste dumpling.

Zhou Shi peeled off the zongzi, sighed, and sighed again.

Zhong Ming said, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Shi said: "I am responsible for the paint splashed on the door of your house. Your father will definitely be angry when he sees the red paint."

Zhong Ming said: "It seems that you straight men don't know how to match colors. What color does the ginkgo tree turn into in autumn? Yellow! When the time comes, the red walls and yellow leaves will be bright and refreshing in autumn. It can be said that it will be the Dongzhimen Small Forbidden City. Young artists will be fine." This kind of casual beauty, when the time comes, I will move a Maza to sit here and want to take pictures, yes, the entrance fee is 5 yuan for [-] minutes. Self-employed, earning a flat in Changping in three years is no problem!"

Knowing that Zhong Ming was comforting himself, Zhou Shi smiled perfunctorily.

After Zhong Ming ate the rice dumplings, he stood up and stretched himself, then patted him on the shoulder, "Get up early tomorrow."

"doing what?"

"Bring you breakfast. You have been in Beijing for so many days, and I haven't entertained you well."

When Zhong Ming returned home, his father was still awake, staring at the bottle of Moutai with only the bottom left and the few potted flowers that were completely dead, heartbroken.

Zhong Ming squatted down, "Dad."

His dad let out a "hum".

Zhong Ming thought for a while, then said softly, "Dad, I did something wrong, do you hate me?"

Zhong Zhihao patted the armrest, "What are you talking about? You are my son!"

Zhong Ming remained silent for a long time, and after a while, he said again: "Tomorrow morning, Zhou Shi and I will have breakfast. I will bring you whatever you want."

Zhong Zhihao said: "You and Zhou Shi are getting along very well recently, huh? I haven't seen this person before."

Zhong Ming said: "It has always been very good, he will give me whatever he has, and I will give him whatever I have."

In the end, Zhong Ming took Zhou Shi to drink soybean juice.

Zhou Shi had heard that soy milk was bad for a long time, and he was very uneasy all the way. Zhong Ming patted his chest and assured him, "I tell you! This thing needs to be cultivated as a hobby! The first time I drink it, I feel like throwing up. I want to vomit, just vomit like this for a month, and I will fall in love with it!"

The boss served the bean juice, and Zhong Ming decided to demonstrate what is called proper love first. Da Lala swallowed half a bowl in one gulp, then rushed to the back kitchen and vomited it all up.

Zhou Shi was surprised, "Don't you like to drink?"

The boss said: "It's like this if you don't drink for a long time. Oh, Mr. Lao She was also—"

Zhou Shi's expression froze, "Why haven't you been drinking for a long time? Haven't you been in Beijing all the time?"

Seeing Zhou Shi's suspicion, Zhong Ming's heart thumped, so he had to say: "Isn't that too far away? My old Zhong makes pancakes and fruit rolls all day long, which ruined my good taste! This bean juice is still delicious. If you don’t drink, you’re not a Beijinger, if you don’t drink, you can’t be a son-in-law in Beijing, if you don’t drink, my father can’t recognize me.”

Zhou Shi took a sip slowly and did not speak.

Zhong Ming said: "How is it? Can't you drink it? I knew you—"

Zhou Shi said, "It's not bad. Boss, add some sugar to me."

The boss was happy, "Hey, you know what to do, this is Mr. Leslie Cheung's way of drinking."

A spoonful of soft white sugar melted into the light mung bean juice, Zhou Shi took another sip, "Mmm, like yogurt."

Zhou Shi's eyes were shining brightly, and with a little secret expectation to fulfill his little thoughts, he pushed the bowl of fake yogurt to Zhong Ming.

Zhong Ming was stunned for a long time before picking it up and drinking it with complicated emotions.

Boyfriend is too obedient and really troublesome, can it be cured?

In order to prove that he was really a native of Beijing, Zhong Ming asked all over the alleys, and finally put Zhou Shi on the shoulder, "Let's go, I will take you to visit Zhongguancun!"

He introduced all the way on the subway, "Do you use WeChat now? WeChat is owned by Tencent, do you know? Do you still watch movies? The one you like to watch is exclusively broadcast by iQiyi, and the one I like to watch is exclusively broadcast by Youku." Do you know? You use Baidu in the mainland, right? By the way, there’s nothing wrong with it. These Internet companies are all located in Zhongguancun, my big Beijing! I’ll show you the beauty of technology in the capital soon! Can’t wait!”

The middle school student on the side raised his head, hesitating to speak.

Zhong Ming was in a good mood, and said, "Student, in the era of the rule of law, a hundred schools of thought contend, and you can speak up if you have something to say, but it's okay to say it."

The middle school student said: "Uncle, you are taking the wrong line. Tencent and Baidu are in the second phase of Zhongguancun, and you take the No.13 line under the No. [-] West Second banner. Iqiyi Youku is in the first phase of Zhongguancun, you take the fourth line and get off at Zhongguancun Station."

Zhong Ming's eyebrows jumped, "But I'm starting from Dongsishitiao, so I have to go to Line [-]—"

The middle school student said: "But this is the Batong Line, and it still goes east. If you don't get off the bus, you will arrive in Tongzhou. The people of Hebei welcome you."

Zhong Ming: ...

Zhou Shi pulled the bell to get off the subway. Zhou Sir squinted his eyes and studied the line map on the pillar for a while, with a serious expression, "Ming, tell the truth, didn't you... grew up in Beijing?"

Zhong Ming was so angry that Zhou Shi's lie, which was supposed to expose Zhou Shi, turned into a lie exposed by Zhou Shi!That's not how the script was written!Director, what's the matter with you!

The author has something to say:

But let’s break Zhongming Bear...

Next door to the crew of "Master Doesn't Ride the Dragon", his master covered Sikong Xiaohu's eyes, "Don't learn."

PS I found that the audit problem is very big, and I block a chapter from time to time, I suggest you download it as soon as possible to ensure safety~