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Chapter four hundred and twentieth three years

In the past three years, I have not been able to go swimming in the Yellow River on the ninth day of the lunar month.

This matter seemed to have really become the biggest worry in the ninth day of the year, and I had been thinking about it for three years.

Zhang Feng, who was most in tune with Chujiu, couldn't stand it anymore and threatened to wait two months after graduation, then take Chujiu back to see the Iron Bull in the Yellow River, and then swim in the Yellow River at the confluence of three provinces.

"Guo Guo, we agreed this time that we will visit Sister Xiaoyu during the May Day holiday, and we will go to Lijiacun during the summer vacation even if there is a big event."

I borrowed a van from Deng Deyou. On the way back to school, Chujiu muttered that this van would only be borrowed by us twice a year, and the rest of the time it would be left in the warehouse to gather dust.

"Why don't I just let you wash the car and nag me all the way?"

I raised my hand to pat Chujiu on the head, but he easily dodged it, shaking his head proudly, and treated me with admiration after three days of separation.

Three years ago, we went back to school directly from Guangxi. In Zhiyong's words, the ninth semester of junior high school was a great time for us to make a lot of progress. After so many years of eating, we finally spent all of it on growing taller.

Even Zhang Feng often talks about reporting to the school leaders that the canteen has chemical fertilizers added to the food served in the ninth grade.

In just one semester, his height increased from 1.6 meters to 1.8 meters, which is two centimeters taller than Zhang Feng.

This is the most unacceptable thing for Zhang Feng. He always feels that if he puts his arm around Chujiu's shoulders and calls him "little brother", others will look at him strangely.

After growing taller, Chujiu looks even thinner, and his round face has turned into an oval. The cuteness in the past no longer exists, but whenever I walk with him, there are always girls passing by staring at him. On the ninth day of the lunar month, wow, so handsome.

Our dormitory unanimously believed that girls in school generally have vision problems. Zhang Feng said that this guy is really ugly, Liu Yang nodded in agreement, Zhiyong said that this guy is not only ugly but also a loser, everyone nodded in agreement.

Chujiu rolled his eyes, everyone was jealous of his handsomeness, so he took the rice bowl and went to the cafeteria window to get food again.

In the second semester of my sophomore year in college, I replaced my lunch box with a rice bowl on the ninth day of the lunar month, which became a hot topic among classmates in the school cafeteria.

The founder of Chinglish won all the championships in the school sports meeting. The most important reason is that he has an inhuman appetite.

There was once a fat school girl who accosted Chujiu on the pretext of losing weight and asked how she could eat without getting fat. Chujiu's prank reply was that if you eat more, you will lose weight.

Later, it was said that the chubby junior school girl blocked the door of the junior high school classroom, crying and wanted to fight with the junior high school student. When the junior high school student went for a night run on the playground at night, he had to take the fat junior school girl with him.

"Guo Guo, I'm really hungry. The owner of the hot pot restaurant is going to have a headache again today."

Just after turning into the road leading to the school from the city, Chujiu screamed that she had forgotten to buy Zhang Feng a birthday gift.

"Uh, I thought you wanted to buy it near the school."

I kept my expression straight and suppressed the guilt in my heart, Plastic Brother, and chatted with Chujiu all the way, and I also forgot about this incident.

The corner of Chujiu's mouth twitched. He had to go to the hotpot restaurant of the Medical University soon. Otherwise, he told Zhang Feng that we had left the gift in the dormitory and would give it to him tomorrow.

"You can't go empty-handed, right?"

After all, today is Zhang Feng’s birthday, so I have to express it.

Chujiu looked embarrassed and drove at full speed. He would definitely not have enough time to return to the city and run back and forth. Then Chujiu noticed the back seat of the van with his peripheral vision, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

"That's it!"

I urged Chujiu to speed up, being careful that we would be late and all the meat would be eaten by them.

There were two boxes of Shixian Taibai high-altitude wine on the back seat of the car. When we asked Deng Deyou to borrow the car, Deng Deyou asked people to move it to the car and asked for it to be given to people in the village to drink on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.

Deng Deyou said that the alcohol content was too high and he could not drink it.

"Damn! You are indeed a good brother."

When Chujiu and I walked into the hot pot restaurant carrying a box of liquor, Zhiyong and Liu Yang rushed over to greet us in surprise. Then I saw a box of Shixian Taibai also placed next to Zhang Feng's seat.

"This is enough to prove that the brothers in our dormitory are in touch with each other."

In the past few years, they have become more familiar with the owner of the hot pot restaurant. Zhiyong and Liu Yang knew in their hearts that everyone would definitely not go home drunk today, so they reluctantly bought a box of liquor, which would save the hot pot restaurant a lot of money. beer.

Although judging from the current booming business of hot pot restaurants, no matter how much free beer we drink, the boss won't care.

But that’s the way it is with friends, we always have to consider the cost a little bit, although the boss and his wife always feel that their current popularity is all due to the ideas they gave me back in the ninth year.

"Don't you think of me as your older brother?"

When the owner of the hot pot restaurant saw Chujiu and I, he said angrily and just scolded Zhiyong. Before his anger subsided, we brought in another box of liquor.

"Don't worry, we won't let go of the beer in your store either."

Chujiu pushed the boss towards the kitchen and said that he was taking care of us by giving us enough food.

The boss glared at Chujiu angrily. Even if he filled the plate with vegetables, it wouldn't be enough for Chujiu to fill his teeth. Chujiu giggled, he was growing taller.

"Damn! Are you going to drink me down today or send me away directly?"

Zhang Feng looked at the two boxes of liquor on the ground and asked Zhiyong why his girlfriend hadn't come over yet.

"I called. They have self-study classes in the evening."

Zhiyong directed Liu Yang to help get the white wine glasses. It was still the same old rule, one drink and two glasses of wine, one glass of wine and one glass of beer. Whoever drank it first would pay.

"Why do you have to let me go? Don't you have any legs?"

Liu Yang sat on the chair and stared at Zhiyong, why not let Chujiu get it? Aren't you tired from running back and forth?

"On the ninth day of the lunar month, when we were visiting the playground yesterday, did Liu Yang get scolded for whistling at his schoolmates?"

"Brother Yong, we'll talk about this later. Sister-in-law Liu Yang hasn't come over yet."

Chujiu glanced at the girl from Xinjiang who was helping everyone prepare sesame sauce in the condiment area.

"You guys are cruel!"

Liu Yang cursed and left his seat and ran to the second floor of the hot pot restaurant. The cabinet where the wine glasses are kept is on the rooftop of the hot pot restaurant. Zhiyong's famous saying is that he would rather pay the bill than climb the painful stairs.

Chujiu picked up a chopstick and dipped it into the bottom of the boiling pot. It was still not spicy enough, and then ran to the kitchen.

"By the way, where is Lan Yan? Why aren't you here?"

He was probably studying in self-study. I called his dormitory on the ninth day of the lunar month, but no one answered.

Chu Jiu was holding a bowl of chili peppers of different shapes and throwing them into the bottom of the pot. Lan Yan would come running after class. As long as there was something delicious, Lan Yan had never been absent.

Zhiyong nodded in agreement, Lanyan looked almost exactly the same as when he first met Chujiu, and he came from the same village as Chujiu.

The year before, Lan Yan was admitted to the medical university next to our school as mentioned before. When Zhiyong learned that Lan Yan was Chujiu's younger brother, he was so proud that he invited Lan Yan to eat in the cafeteria on the second floor of our school.

That night, Zhiyong lay on the sofa in our apartment with doubts about his life, and bluntly said that Lanyan was Starving Ghost No. 2.


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