Chapter 107 Chapter 107: One Intestine Bends Several Sections
Chapter 107 Chapter 107: How many sections of an intestine can you bend?
The wind howled in the winter moon, the sky was dark and gloomy, and the sky was filled with thick turbid clouds.
Wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket, I sat in the school. There was no fire, but my hands and feet were still freezing.
After Xu Dajun finished writing a draft of an eight-legged essay, his hand was so stiff that he almost lost consciousness. He quickly put down the pen and rubbed his hand again and again. After a long while, he felt some relief. He put it to his mouth and took a breath of hot air. He didn't dare to
After much delay, I quickly rearranged the exam paper and carefully copied the content from the draft.
The sky was gloomy from morning to night. Just looking at the sky, I couldn't tell what time it was. An article was copied properly. Xu Dajun's hands were really stiff. He pressed them under his buttocks to keep them warm while waiting.
While the ink on the test paper was drying, I looked out the window and listened to the cold wind, thinking about how to write the test poem.
The cold weather makes the days shorter, and the wind and waves are calmer than the clouds.
The sky is cold and green, and the north wind calls withered mulberry trees.
The fireworks in the poor kitchen are warm, and the dusty cauldron is also cooking fresh food.
fresh……
Ahem, that’s too far off topic.
Xu Dajun hurriedly pulled back his chaotic thoughts, took out his hands from his buttocks, rubbed them, put away the examination paper, replaced it with another one, and began to write poems.
The two secretly held back their strength and walked with Xu Dajun in the middle, one on the left and the other on the right.
"My grandma is urging me." Fang Zi'an took a big step, "Forget it, I'll go to the shop with you to have a look!"
carry out an assignment!
Xu Dajun glanced at him, "No matter how good-tempered he is, he won't let his son visit a brothel!"
Thinking of this, Fang Yuxing sighed quietly, and wanted to say something to these two people: It doesn't have to be like this, really.
"Dajun, are you going to the shop today?" Fang Zian wrapped his hands in his sleeves and wore a felt hat tightly on his head, revealing a pair of dark eyes.
Fang Zian also snorted coldly.
"Well, then go and play slowly and have a good time." Xu Dajun said with an expression on his face that said you were right.
"Can't you just send someone to get shampoo? Do you have to go there yourself?" Dong Shuangqi, who was walking faster than anyone else and had been following Xu Dajun's pace, looked at him and said.
Xu Dajun took two steps and then three steps, wishing he could reach home in one step.
In this whole school, he is probably the only one who has seen the true appearance of Dajun's sister.
Then he looked at Xu Dajun: "Dajun, are you going?"
Fang Yuxing, on the other hand, was following along, looking at the little Jiujiu of the two of them, with a gut bent into several sections, and his expression was a little hard to describe.
Dong Shuangqi scolded him, "If you're not afraid of the cold, just go."
Xu Dajun didn't bother to care about the secret relationship between them. Being sandwiched between them was a lot of warmth.
It's a bit far from Songlinfang to Yangliu Lane, so a few people took a shortcut and took the alley, heading into the leeward alley, without stopping all the way.
"I won't lose!" Fang Zian said confidently, "I feel like I did a pretty good job of making justice today."
It's cold in the middle of winter and the sky is full of clouds.
Xu Dajun ignored him and turned to look at Dong Shuangqi, "I remember you said that Fang Zian's mother and your mother are cousins?"
He was thinking about it, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "Hey? How about we go to Wangshu Pavilion tomorrow?"
Fang Zian snorted, "It's boring! I asked Ma Yulin and the others to go together! Huh, don't say I didn't invite you then."
Fang Zian continued, "I'm afraid it's going to snow. It's cold today. I'm still thinking of going to Daqingshan to play jungle chicken!"
Oh, the person who lost a bet with Dajun last time introduced a lot of customers to Dajun's shop.
Xu Dajun chuckled, "Bet."
When I came out of the school, the frosty wind outside made my face hurt, making me want to shrink my head into my neck.
…
"How is that possible?" Fang Zian was shocked, "Dong Shuang's other fathers were military generals and had bad tempers. It was common for them to hit people when they disagreed with each other, but your father looks smiling and doesn't look like he would hit people, so you just brag.
Bar."
Not only these two guys, there are also many other students in the school who have secretly visited.
Dong Shuangqi said quietly, "I feel like you are going to lose. Have you forgotten the last time Dajun and his friends bet? He never lost."
Xu Dajun also waved his hand, "I'm also afraid that my father will take off his pants and beat me."
But he definitely wanted to protect Dajun, his friend and cousin, so he could only secretly watch the two people jumping up and down.
Fang Zian glared at him, "Then why are you following me?"
"Oh, I've run out of soap at home. I'll buy two more bars."
"Go, of course." He will definitely go back during the holiday tomorrow. It's cold in winter and he wants to eat the hot pot made by his father.
Fang Zian held out a finger and said, "If you lose, let me go to Wangshu Pavilion to play."
Xu Dajun couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath, "No, I'm just curious and want to ask, if he came last in the exam and danced so happily, why didn't his parents take care of him?"
"This winter is really cold this year, much colder than last year." Fang Yuxing breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that his mouth would freeze.
"What a brothel!" Fang Zian said with an expression that you don't understand, "Wangshu Pavilion is not a brothel, it is a place where one can cultivate one's temperament and relax one's body and mind. Do you understand? None of the girls in the pavilion sell themselves! Do you want to have a night of love?
They still don’t obey me!”
"Did you lose?"
Dong Shuangqi hummed, "What a big filial hat."
Hearing this, Dong Shuangqi waved his hands quickly, "You can go alone! I won't go. I don't want to be beaten by my father who took off his pants."
It's been more than half a month. Ever since the two of them knew that Xu Dajun's sister was in Xu Ji Sanitary Ware Shop every day, every now and then, they would try their best to get into the shop. They just thought they could have a chance encounter or something.
, you can get a glimpse of the beauty.
Dong Shuangqi nodded, "Yes, but don't think too much about it. I don't have a good relationship with him at all. I never bother to associate with him when it comes to visiting brothels. Don't worry!"
"As you said last time, has your sister prepared Polygonum multiflorum shampoo?"
Last time?
Xu Dajun shook his head, "I don't know. I've been busy with the monthly exam these past two days, and I haven't even been to the store."
I'll buy toothpaste today and soap tomorrow. I always have an excuse.
And last time?
But unfortunately, I have never encountered it once, and no one has.
Fang Zian hesitated, "Forget it, I'll wait until spring next year. I can still afford to wait at this time. Even in this winter, the holidays are boring and there is no entertainment."
Fang Zian curled his lips and said, "Young men should act as they please, be unrestrained and unrestrained. What are you afraid of? It's boring."
Fang Zian glanced at him with a look on his face that said neither of us can tell each other, and said plausibly: "What do you mean by getting a shampoo? I'm doing this out of filial piety. What do you, a rich warrior, know? I heard that Polygonum multiflorum has a lot of power in nourishing hair.
It has a good effect and can also make your hair black and shiny. What woman doesn’t love beauty? Although my grandmother is old, she still wants to take good care of her hair. As a grandson, I worry about her worries and help her.
Solve problems and do it yourself, why not?"
Fang Zian almost jumped up, "Why did I come last in the exam? I will definitely do better than you this time, believe it or not!"
After finishing the poem, Xu Dajun admired himself and couldn't help but nodded, yes, the limerick is quite charming.
The last time was Cui Wu's, wasn't it?
Thinking of Cui Wu, several people's expressions paled.
I heard that this man went to his aunt's house in the capital and would not be coming back to Yiyang Mansion in a short time, which made Yiyang Mansion less smoky.
"Okay, if I lose, I'll invite you to Fumanlou for dinner, okay?"