Reason is still chaotic

Duanzhai in Beiping is a big house.Duan Muren used to live in seclusion in a small house deep in the house, pretending to be a wealthy hermit; now when Duan Zhicheng arrives, he clears out several houses next to the back door of the house as a place for entertaining guests.Duan Muren always felt that he was an incompetent and unfilial son, and he didn't have a good face towards him, but he wanted to use him like a gun and instruct him to socialize and communicate everywhere; on the other hand, Duan Zhicheng's home is now in a state of fire in the backyard, Mrs. Since the miscarriage, he has been like a madman; his mother got involved and added fuel to the flames, and the family war is already in a state of explosiveness; so although the father is hateful, he would rather hold his nose for a while.

At noon that day, Shen Jiali received a call from Duan Zhicheng in the office, saying that Duan Zhai had a big treat tonight, and he had to come, and he had to come early to help.Shen Jiali tilted his head, clamped the microphone with one cheek and shoulder, and freed both hands to touch the cigarette case: "I will definitely go, who else did you invite?"

Duan Zhicheng happily replied on the phone: "It's mainly Nie Renxiong's gang, and Lao Feng——Lao Feng just came from Tianjin, so it just happened to be a pot!"

Shen Jiali couldn't hear the words "one pot stew", for some reason, it felt extremely vulgar.He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it on his mouth. He frowned subconsciously, and replied vaguely: "Oh, okay, that... will uncle attend?"

Duan Zhicheng's voice sounded excitedly: "He doesn't show up, today's show is all in my name!"

Shen Jiali took out the lighter from the drawer, opened it with a "snap", and lit a cigarette for himself.Holding the cigarette between his fingers and taking a deep breath, he puffed and replied, "Okay, I'll go early, just wait for me!"

Duan Zhicheng smiled lightly twice, and then there was a light "Bo" sound from the receiver.

Shen Jiali understood, and with a smile, she put her lips on the microphone and kissed it back.

At the age of 30, there is a shameful joy in doing this kind of childish thing again.Shen Jiali hung up the phone, blushing a little.

Because today's business is free, Shen Jiali returned home at one or two o'clock in the afternoon.

After returning home, his body was relaxed, but his mind was still busy. He picked out several political opponents around him and pondered them one by one, doing calculations like reckoning.So when it was past three o'clock, he still took his time and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back very leisurely, and found Shen Zichun in a room in the front yard.

This house was empty before, with all the furniture. Later, bedding was added and it was assigned to Xiao Liang to live in.Now Shen Jiali just hugs and hugs when he goes out, and there is another driver who can use it; while Xiao Liang has nothing to do, so he has nothing to do, so he has nothing to do, so he can only spend time playing with his nephew and master full-time.When Shen Jiali entered the door, Shen Zichun and Xiao Liang were standing in front of a small round table, making sandwiches with great interest; suddenly seeing him coming, Xiao Liang immediately bent down to him with his hands down, and called out politely: "Master " Shen Zichun proudly raised the slice of bread in his hand: "Third Uncle, do you want to try my handicraft?"

Shen Jiali was going to go out to socialize and drink at night, and at this moment, he also planned to eat something in advance to make up for it, so as not to drink empty wine when he got it, and then get drunk to the point of drunkenness.Smiling, he walked up to stand between the two of them, and he picked up a sandwich, put it in his mouth, took a bite, and asked while chewing, "It tastes good, who did you learn from?"

Shen Zichun replied: "It's very easy to learn from Mom!"

Shen Jiali nodded, and said with a casual smile: "You two are having a lot of fun!" Then, seemingly unintentionally, he raised his hand to wrap Xiao Liang's shoulders, and without looking at anyone, he ordered a piece of lettuce on the table : "I'm going out tonight, so don't take Xiaochun out for a stroll, even driving a car."

Xiao Liang was almost ashamed to be treated so intimately suddenly, and lowered his head in a low voice, "Yes, I see."

Shen Jiali sniffed the breath coming from his neckline—it was the fragrance of soap mixed with the smell of flesh, which made people feel his cleanliness and health.Finally patted him on the back, Shen Jiali withdrew his hand and turned to Shen Zichun, gossiping, picked up another sandwich.

Shen Jiali ate half full, then washed and changed, and set off for Duan Zhai.

On the phone, he promised to go early to help, but he didn't arrive early at all, so naturally he couldn't talk about helping.Duan Zhicheng was happy to see him, so he couldn't think of anything else, so he dragged him to sit next to him.Sitting beside him was Mr. Feng Xikun from Tianjin. Seeing this, he smiled and said: "I wanted to sit on that seat just now, but the old Duan refused to let me in. I knew that Mr. Shen would definitely come tonight!"

Shen Jiali nodded approvingly, and jokingly said: "Yes, he can't leave me, he has been like this since he was a child."

Duan Zhicheng made a weak rebuttal from the side, very lacking in confidence: "Jiali, stop talking nonsense!"

Mr. Feng laughed, and was about to continue talking nonsense, but at this very moment, Nie Renxiong arrived.

From the meeting to the banquet, Shen Jiali and Nie Renxiong had always been friendly and polite to each other, not even making a joke.After drinking for three rounds, the servant brought up rice cakes specially made by the kitchen on a thin large porcelain plate, which was the staple food.Everyone at the table was full of wine and food, and had no interest in rice cakes at first; Shen Jiali had been eating and drinking very controlled before, but now there was still some room in his stomach, so he stretched his arms, picked up a piece of rice cake with chopsticks and put it in his own in the dish.He lowered his head, bit down a bit and tasted it. He found that the rice cake was made of some kind of flour. It was fragrant and soft. He couldn't help but raised his head in surprise and said, "Oh, this is delicious!"

As soon as he said it was delicious, others stretched out their chopsticks to pick it up. After eating it, they all said it was delicious.Seeing this, the servant brought up the rice cakes plate by plate.And the rice cake looked swollen in size, but in fact it was noisy, and he was not very hungry after eating it; Shen Jiali ate one piece to the left and one piece to the right, just when he was satisfied, he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder, and turned his head for a while. Look, it's Nie Renxiong.

Nie Renxiong blushed, standing tall and tall in front of him, as if he was half drunk.Drunkly staring at Shen Jiali for a moment, he hiccupped and said, "Shen Jiali, fuck your mother!"

Shen Jiali slapped the chopsticks, his heart was aroused by the strong alcohol, and he blurted out cursing back: "Fuck your mother!"

Nie Renxiong stretched out his hand and pushed him, swaying and cursing: "Damn it, you fucking shit! Do you think you will become an imperial envoy if you lick the Japanese ass? Fuck you , I said today that if you are abolished, you will be abolished, and you will not have to pay for your life if you are slaughtered, do you believe it or not?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone at the table saw that something was wrong. Although they didn't know what kind of quarrel had formed between Nie Renxiong and Shen Jiali, the red-faced and red-faced curses of Nie Renxiong were obviously about to go crazy with alcohol.Duan Zhicheng stood up first, stepped between the two sides, and then pushed Nie Renxiong back to his seat: "Commander Nie, if you have something to say, what's wrong with you?"

Nie Renxiong didn't give anyone face, he raised his hand and pushed Duan Zhicheng back: "Fuck you! You think you're really a prince? It's not your turn to intervene here!"

Duan Zhicheng was caught off guard and almost fell to the ground on the spot, and his face changed suddenly.Before he could utter an angry reprimand, Shen Jiali got up suddenly, and said angrily to Nie Renxiong: "I licked the ass of the Japanese, it's not as fucking early as you! I'm a fucking bitch, you old bitch Why don't you set up an archway with me? Aren't you going to abolish me? Come on, come on, if you just talk and don't practice today, you are raised by a girl!"

Nie Renxiong is free-spirited on weekdays, and he is used to wild tunes.If Shen Jiali dared to challenge him, he really dared to do it.The onlookers saw that something was wrong this time, so they rushed up to separate the two of them; Nie Renxiong had long legs and kicked Shen Jiali while yelling; fortunately, Duan Zhicheng stood in the middle and took the blow with his butt.There was an immediate chaos in the room, the table was knocked crookedly, and the dishes and cups fell to the floor and smashed to pieces.Seeing that the situation had gotten out of control, Duan Zhicheng had no choice but to endure the pain in his buttocks and arrange for troops to quell the riot.Among them, Mr. Feng was tall and thin, with a bit of strength. At this time, he and others subdued Nie Renxiong and dragged him away from Duanzhai.

The rest of them stayed to clean up the mess, and pushed Shen Jiali to sit on the chair again.Shen Jiali was gasping for breath, all the strength of alcohol broke out, and his eyes were red.

"Isn't he just a lunatic?" He yelled angrily at Duan Zhicheng, "Did I provoke him tonight? Didn't I? I haven't even said a few fucking words to him! This crazy man, come here Start scolding me, son of a bitch, you have a sick mind!"

The audience also acknowledged Nie Renxiong's strange and rude behavior today, so they each spoke to comfort him.Duan Zhicheng saw that the dinner broke up unhappy, and hated Nie Renxiong very much.Barely maintaining his dignity, he kindly sent off all the guests.

This time there were no other people waiting, Duan Zhicheng let out a long breath, pulled Shen Jiali up, and coaxed him into the next room.

The house next door was originally a study, but after Duan Zhicheng arrived, a single iron bed was added inside, and it became a place for him to sleep during the day.Duan Zhicheng saw that Shen Jiali was angry and restless, so he personally poured a cup of boiling hot tea for him, thinking that it could relieve the hangover; who knows that drunken people drink hot tea, but the onset of drunkenness will be more severe; Shen Jiali Jia Li was able to swear a few words upside down just now, but now he fell headfirst on the bed, although he has not lost consciousness, but his body is limp, obviously unable to move at all.

Duan Zhicheng has no common sense, and now there is nothing he can do. First, he sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his heart for the other party, and then called softly: "Jia Li, do you want to vomit?"

Shen Jiali shook his head in a daze, then moaned softly twice.

Duan Zhicheng rubbed his hands in disbelief, and suddenly had an idea, but couldn't help smiling.

Duan Zhicheng opened the door and went out, and asked the servants to run to the back door of the house, send Shen's car home by himself, and come back to pick him up tomorrow morning.And he washed up hastily, then tightly closed the door, and turned the light of a desk lamp by the bed to extremely dim.

Itching to jump onto the bed, he sat on Shen Jiali's body, first leaned over and kissed Shen Jiali's face twice, and then stretched out his hand to unbutton Shen Jiali's clothes.Shen Jiali seemed to be aware of it, but he just hummed in confusion, neither pandering nor resisting.

When the room was full of enthusiasm, Duan Muren's car drove slowly into the back door of Duan's house in the dark.As soon as the car stopped, his confidant trotted up and reported to him the big commotion at the dinner today.Duan Muren knew that his son only had the ability to eat, drink, and play, and planned to let him do something in it, to play a role in vertical and horizontal integration, but he didn't expect him to be so useless, so he couldn't help being furious immediately, jumped out of the car and asked: "His mother Yeah, where is that bastard now?"

"The young master didn't sleep, he just entered the study."

Duan Muren flicked his sleeves, strode across the courtyard and walked towards the study.