Several people dropped what they were doing and stopped working. They packed up their things and took a taxi to eat. Near Dashilan, they found a snack bar, ordered some cold dishes and two bottles of Erguotou and started drinking.
It was now morning time, and there were only a few of them in the snack bar, which was in sharp contrast to the bustling road. A few people didn't have to worry about their own image, so they took off their coats and drank three glasses of wine in a row.
Zhang Hengu's legs were no longer weak. When the accident just happened, he was not particularly scared. When he saw the huge stone, he became more and more scared as he thought about it. He worshiped several gods in succession, whether it was the Tathagata or the Tathagata.
Buddha, Taishang Laojun, or God bless. Of course, what he fears most is that if he really dies, will Zhang Momo at home follow him in pain?
"It seems that Zhang Hengu's scarf is really useful. Although it doesn't bring good luck, it is really effective in turning bad luck into good luck." Zhong Hui said.
"Well, the old man once said that even ghosts and gods are afraid of red things. Didn't you hear that it was popular in the past two years that you have to wear a red belt during your animal year?" A co-worker echoed.
"Don't mention it, this may be really useful. I will also buy a red scarf and wear it tomorrow." Tongtong said.
Tongtong bought a red scarf just for fun. He didn't believe that the red scarf could save lives. But when he actually wore it, he would one day find that this thing could save lives, but it could also harm others.
Zhang Hengu said apologetically: "If my wife hadn't given this to me, I would have given it to you right away. I would have given you my life for saving your life, but my wife can't give it to you." What he said.
Everyone burst into laughter, and the depression just now was gone. Zhang Hengu picked up the wine glass and said to Tongtong: "I toast you with this glass of wine. From now on you will be my brother. If we work all our lives, there will be no worries.
If one day I buy a lottery ticket and win a prize, it will be half of yours."
"That's not possible. If you are half as good as him, you have to be half as good as me." Zhonghui said.
"Yes, you have to be half as good as me." Everyone coaxed and the atmosphere finally became lively.
Big-eyed Feng drank half of the wine, and suddenly thought of it, and said: "By the way, brothers, when we were eating yesterday, didn't the old man say that Zhang Hengu was in a bloody disaster? I didn't expect that the old boy would actually do it.
That's right."
"Have we met a god?" Big-eyed Feng made his own judgment.
His words reminded Zhang Hengu. When they were eating yesterday, they met a bad old man who kept saying that Zhang Hengu was in a bloody disaster. Tongtong didn't believe what he said and put a bowl of rice on the old man's head. Everyone
Everyone thought that the old man was a liar who was just messing around with food and drinks, but they didn't expect that he actually got it right.
According to Shan Tianfang's storytelling, such people should be experts in the world. If you can get guidance from such people, you will definitely turn disaster into good luck.
"Yes, I have to find that old man to find out." Zhang Hengu said and was about to walk out. When he kicked in and out of the door, he almost fell over with the same words.
"With that bowl of hot noodles yesterday, I guess the old man wouldn't be able to live for three or two days."
Big-eyed Feng glanced at Tong Tong and said, "You kid, you are guilty of killing a god. How dare you kill a god?"
Tongtong rubbed his head in embarrassment and said: "How dare I know that he is a god? It's not written on his face. If I knew he was such a god, I wouldn't even have to say New Year's greetings to him. Besides, is he a god?
, this one thing can’t be counted. Do you think, if he is a true god, then it doesn’t count and I have to give him a bowl of hot noodles?”
"That's true." Big-eyed Feng pretended to be deep in thought, and said, "Anyway, today is a bit weird. I think we should go to that place to eat. If the old man is really a god, he should still be there. I am a complete materialist.
Or, if he is still there, I will believe in God after his grandma’s death.”
"Then what should we do?" the president said, looking at the wine and food in front of him.
Tongtong said: "Are you stupid?" Anyway, we haven't settled the accounts yet, so he just slapped his butt and ran away. Before he could finish his words, he found that big-eyed Feng had already left the store, so he hurriedly took out the wine in the cup.
After finishing the wine, he ran out like the wind. Seeing that the boss was not in the house, several other people also ran away laughing.
When they arrived at the place they went to a few days ago, they saw that the stalls outside were deserted and there was no one there.
Zhang Hengu looked at this place with disappointment. It seemed that his hope was in vain. If the bad old man was not beaten to death by his fellow soldiers, he must have gone somewhere else to make a living.
Come to think of it, after receiving atheist education for so many years, how could I suddenly have such an idea? Big-eyed Feng shook his head, don't believe in any gods, you have to rely on yourself for everything. Thinking like this, he shouted to the inside: "Come on four
One bowl of Shanxi noodles and three bottles of Erguotou!”
The landlady responded in a high-pitched tone like calling out to the window, and in a short time, she brought out four bowls of steaming noodles.
Sorry, there are a lot of things that need to be revised in this chapter, so I split it into two chapters and released it. Legend has it that someone wrote one chapter with a few hundred words in order to show off a few more times in the update count. If you collect more, I guess it won't be necessary.
So much effort.
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