Zhang Er likes to drink. Every night after his shift, he would go to the tavern at the entrance of the alley for a few drinks.
Spicy wine and fried peanuts, this is what life is like.
More than 20 years ago, he beat his wife away because of drunkenness and drunkenness.
The son followed his mother and now they have graduated from college.
He just wanted to repent and get his wife and children back.
I once gave up drinking. The feeling was so uncomfortable that I scratched my heart and liver, and my fingernails dug into the bed board.
But later I discovered that my wife had already married someone else and had given birth to a pair of twins.
My son simply refused to recognize me as a worthless drunkard.
So he picked up the wine again, but never drank too much.
If I had more money in my pocket, the little widow's kang would be warm at the entrance of the alley.
The proprietress of the tavern is also a widow, with a waist as thick as a water tank. It is said that her man was forced to death by her.
But her butt is not big either...
No son was born, and no daughter was born either. It is said that she was a stone girl.
"Have you watched the news, second brother?" The landlady served the wine and peanuts as usual, and sat down opposite while cracking melon seeds.
"What news?"
Zhang Er lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him who was drinking and feeling uninterested.
"You don't know such big news?" The landlady slapped her palm on the table, spread out a newspaper and handed it to Zhang Er.
——The famous foreign neurologist Peter was killed at Sichuan International Airport.
Wow…
The newspaper flickered again, and a new headline appeared——
The country demanded that China apologize and compensate Peter's family for 300 million in losses.
Wow…
China refuses to apologize and compensate. Before the incident is clarified, it rejects all actions to frame China and rejects the unequal compensation regulations!
…
There are dozens of titles.
The proprietress's melon seeds tasted delicious. She looked at Zhang Er sideways and said, "Do you understand now? I really wonder if you drive a taxi. Isn't there nothing happening in these streets and alleys that you don't know about?"
"That's someone else, not me. I just like drinking."
Zhang Er took a sip and said, "Isn't that right? There's water in your wine? I've been driving all day just for a sip of wine. You give me this?"
Zhang Er was very dissatisfied. He stared and wanted to slap the table, but after taking a look at the landlady's arms that were as thick as a large saltwater ham, he gave up.
"My wife, the price of this wine hasn't increased in twenty years. Why hasn't the price increased now? I won't increase the price, and I'm not allowed to mix it with water. Just drink it. It's not fake wine if it's mixed with water. It won't kill you, you bitch."
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The landlady smiled coldly again and said mockingly: "Zhang Er, you don't just have this sip of wine, you also like to get under the widow's bed."
Zhang Er rolled his eyes at her, "That's nonsense, when did I get under your bed?"
Originally, the landlady looked like a female gorilla, but for some reason, after taking a sip of wine, she actually felt quite energetic.
The landlady immediately became angry, "How dare you eat my tofu!?"
She looked angry, but in fact her heart was already filled with flowers. She also needed a man.
The two of them quickly looked at Mung Bean.
But just when the impulsive flames are about to bloom like fireworks...
"Lady boss, bring me some wine!"
A bald man sat at the back of the table near the door.
The landlady went to prepare wine, and I ordered two more stir-fried dishes.
There were only two people in this tavern, Zhang Er and the bald man. The bald man kept staring at Zhang Er.
Zhang Er was drinking and reading the newspaper.
When he turned to a certain page, his brows immediately furrowed.
Why do you think the person above looks so familiar?
"Have you met him?"
The bald man suddenly stood next to Zhang Er, pointing his finger at Peter in the photo.
There are two photos, one is Pete's ID photo, and the other is his death photo at the airport.
Looking at photos of dead people at night was quite scary to begin with, and Zhang Er was startled.
"What did you say?"
Zhang Er's first reaction was to deny it, "I have never seen this person before."
People's first reaction is always to protect themselves.
Although this murder definitely has nothing to do with me, I must say that I have never seen it.
"Have you forgotten? At about noon that day, you received a foreign passenger at the entrance of XX Hotel. He also paid you an extra 100 yuan as a tip. You drank too much in this tavern that night.
Two cups, I originally wanted to get under the Little Widow’s bed, but unfortunately I don’t have enough money, the Little Widow’s price has recently increased.”
The bald man chuckled.
"You, who are you?" Zhang Er was so frightened that the cup fell to the ground.
"You are an old loser. You don't even dare to kill people, let alone kill people, do you?"
The bald man sneered, and his eyes were like knives, gouging straight at Zhang Er.
"I, I didn't kill anyone, don't make any slanderous remarks. I did attract a foreign guest, but it's not the one in the photo, I don't know."
Zhang Er's forehead was covered with cold sweat.
The bald man sneered and left without saying anything more.
"Where are the people?"
The boss lady came out with the hot stir-fry and asked Zhang Er.
"No, I don't know..."
Zhang Er stood up and ran.
"Stop, if you leave, wouldn't my money have been in vain?"
"I didn't order it."
"How about I treat you to a meal?"
The landlady blinked her eyes. She didn't have any sense of beauty, but she was a woman after all.
Gulu...
Zhang Er swallowed his saliva, "Is it...free?"
The landlady smiled charmingly, "Then let's see how you eat it?"
…
Sister-in-law Chen is fifty years old this year. She used to be a wealthy person, but later her family fell into decline. Her husband went to jail for drug abuse, and her son was killed in a car accident.
However, Mrs. Chen's mentality is still very good, and she is now working as a foreman in a hotel.
The lobby forepersons all need young people, and she only takes care of the old women in the back office.
"Sister Chen, your lipstick is so beautiful."
"Sister Chen, you have such a good figure!"
"Sister Chen, your dress is so beautiful!"
…
The aunt in the logistics department, Xiao's Sister Chen, has a very flattering temperament.
Sister Chen came to the rest room, which was her independent office.
The decoration in the office is simple, but she made it very warm.
Looking at her desk, thinking of the charming and ambiguous scene a few days ago, she felt a heat in her lower abdomen, and she really agreed to the saying that sitting at fifty can suck...
That young and handsome man from abroad has a figure to say nothing of, but he is such a big piece of meat that looks useless and soft. It really is a big cock.
But I earned a tip of two thousand yuan, otherwise where would I have gotten the beautiful lipstick?
Mrs. Chen stood in front of her desk and stretched out. Suddenly, a figure appeared behind her, followed by a black plastic bag, covering her head.
Bang...
A heavy slap came down, Mrs. Chen let out a cry, and everything went black.
The man wearing a hood said into the Bluetooth headset: "The murderer has been found..."