When Erzhuzi saw Duan Xiaohong being restrained, his eyes turned red and he wanted to rush up.
"Smelly fox, please let go of Xiao Hong.
Do you hear me, how about I spread the glory of the Lord?"
Duan Xiaohong was grabbed by Hu Xiaocao and couldn't reach out to stop Erzhu, so she shouted anxiously.
"Er Zhuzi, that's Master Hu, why are you so drunk?
Don't make trouble for me, okay?
I've given you half a glass of white wine, so why don't you order some food?"
Hu Xiaocao was also anxious. What's the seniority here? Can the smelly fox be called by the second pillar?
“Er Zhuzi, have you given me face?
Come, call your Lord, and I will make sure he never comes back."
At the stall where the situation was about to get out of control, the waiter pulled Hu Xiaocao away with one hand and pressed down the second pillar with one leg.
"You're almost done, don't go too far."
"Second brother, please let go, I am today"
"Little brother, don't stop me, she can't touch Xiaohong.
I can't stand by and watch, the right way in the world is"
Seeing them making a fuss, Cai Gen and Mr. Long were dumbfounded.
Who are these people?
Is this a cross talk or a skit?
For a moment I didn't know how to proceed.
Ginger is still old and spicy, and Tong Aijia finally spoke.
"Just be honest, I'll be on the bed in a while.
Isn’t it just money for a banner?
I'm out, okay?
It’s such a big deal, but it’s nothing to worry about, right?”
As a relatively older living person, Tong Aijia still has a certain degree of persuasion.
The four people who took action all stopped.
They gathered around the only remaining kang table and kept silent, as if nothing had happened just now.
Only Xiao Sun curled his lips and muttered to himself.
"Why are you pretending to be a senior? How come my third uncle still lacks the money for a banner?
Smelly cat, please hurry up and stop talking?"
Cai Gen and Long Shao looked at each other and smiled, hiding their inner embarrassment.
The reason for the performance may be that after yesterday's tense night, there was a problem in adjusting the mentality, and everyone exerted a little too much force.
Just like soldiers who have just come off the battlefield, they need time to adapt.
Xiao Tmall hadn't finished talking yet, so it was a bit too far.
Finally regaining his composure, he ignored Xiao Sun and jumped onto the table to continue the topic.
Mr. Long stopped mentioning the naming issue, looked at his schedule attentively, and continued to memorize lyrics.
Cai Gen got off the kang and looked at Taiqinggou from the small window of the cellar.
There are more and more people, and the cars on the shore are almost full.
It seems that on the third day of the Lunar New Year, everyone is relatively free, so coming here to join in the fun is better than playing mahjong at home.
The ice surface surrounding Taiqinggou is a circle of business stalls. Many of the stalls are still steaming. There are quite a variety of categories, a bit like a temple fair.
The villagers in Taiqinggou Village are really good at doing business. I don’t know how Master Long mobilized them. It’s really like that.
Just as he was about to ask Mr. Long, Cai Gen saw several off-road vehicles driving onto the ice of Taiqing Valley like dogs chasing rabbits.
The roar of the engine came from the modified exhaust pipe, and it was definitely going to blow up the street. Cai Gen could hear it clearly even in the closed underground cellar.
All off-road vehicles have been modified, and Cai Gen has also participated in off-road vehicle competitions, so you can tell at a glance.
It's just that I'm not professional enough and can't see how the changes are going.
"Xiao Shui, come and see who's better compared to their car or Naqi's."
Zhen Shuiyin was originally fascinated by listening to storytelling. After all, Xiao Tmall is now considered half of her peers. Learning from each other's strengths and weaknesses is also an opportunity to learn.
When Cai Gen called out, he reluctantly got off the kang and looked out through the small window.
"It's not on the same level, there's no comparison."
Oh, Cai Gen nodded. After all, he spent 800,000 on modifications, and Na Qi finally did not embarrass himself.
“It’s very fancy, but it turns out to be a fake one.
Why are they still drifting on the ice?
Can off-road vehicles drift?
With such a high center of gravity, won't the car roll over?"
Zhen Shuiyin looked at Cai Gen with disgust, why are you so conceited?
"Brother Cai, when there are no outsiders, you can just say these things.
Let’s not discuss the topic of racing when outsiders are around.”
Cai Gen suddenly became unhappy. What do you mean?
"No, Xiao Shui, I was also the runner-up in the cross-country competition, and I also got a certificate."
"My Brother Cai, how did you get the certificate, and you forgot about it?
Wasn't that what Xiao Xiao, the landlady, pushed over?
There were only two cars at the finish line, and your runner-up didn’t even show his face.”
Cai Gen didn't worry about the runner-up issue, and he really didn't have much confidence.
Just like the time when I won the championship in cross-country running when I was a kid, the runner-up took the rest of the people and ran the wrong way, and I had no opponent at all.
"You know, tell me."
Zhen Shuiyin looked at the off-road vehicles drifting in place for a while.
“The cars are all good, and they cost a lot to modify.
The worst I can do is buy two or three Naqi.
It's just that my hands are too fashionable and that a layman has blinded these cars.
The resistance on the ice is small, and even a tractor can drift, let alone an off-road vehicle?
This is typical Shaobao, no bullshit."
Two or three?
When he heard this sentence, Cai Gen had already ignored the issue of whether his hands were wet or not.
Before Naqi was repaired, the cost was 500,000 to 600,000 yuan, and the cost after modification was 800,000 yuan.
Can I buy two or three Naqi?
Is that two to three million?
A crappy off-road vehicle, two to three million?
It's not Ai Fuyi's car.
Two to three million is still the worst among these cars.
What else could Cai Gen do besides sigh?
Poverty does limit one's imagination.
The mood of hatred against the rich suddenly took over, and Cai Gen also began to ridicule.
"That's bullshit, why are you turning around?
There are so many people, and you are not afraid of running into them?
Besides, with such a loud voice, aren’t you afraid of disturbing the people?
Xiaoshui, how about we call the police and accuse him of disturbing the people?"
Zhen Shuiyin patted Cai Gen's shoulder hard.
"Brother Cai, please control yourself and don't get twitchy.
I can tell that your red eye is sick, and it’s not good.”
After saying that, Zhen Shuiyin went back to the kang to listen to storytelling.
Have you had a brain twitch again?
Cai Gen analyzed it rationally and found that he was indeed a little confused.
In the morning, in the wild, are you disturbing the common people?
Did you lose your brain under Taiqing ditch?
No, I have to return to normal. If I continue to be brain-twitching, I may not be able to do anything.
Without saying hello to anyone else, Cai Gen left the cellar and decided to wander around to calm down.
Seeing Cai Gen going out, Xiao Sun quickly put on his shoes and got off the kang, and followed him out.
If nothing else, Xiao Sun's eyesight is absolutely first-class.
Ever since Cai Gen came up from the Taiqing ditch, he looked a little weird.
Although he only lost a little weight in appearance, his behavior was considered normal.
But, in Xiao Sun's eyes.
Cai Gen now feels like a paper man who is strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
It doesn't necessarily mean that when the wind blows, it will fall over and be unable to get up.
Therefore, when Cai Gen goes out alone, Xiao Sun has to follow him, which is really uneasy.
This chapter has been completed!