Shang Qingyun's face was a little distorted, and he said: "I really don't remember the specific situation. I just remember that nineteen years ago, a little fat man... stood in front of me, with snowflakes floating and a cold wind blowing... Then I discovered that the little fat man...
There was already a hole on the top of the fat man's head. At that time, I couldn't see clearly. I thought... the snowflakes fell on this little fat man's head and never melted. When I looked carefully, I found that he was already bald..."
Shang Qingyun laughed loudly and finally made a joke to Jiang Changbin. He was in a good mood and started talking more.
"I'll just book at a small restaurant in front. It's a place I often go to. The food is delicious."
Jiang Changbin pointed forward, and then sighed: "Brother Shang, you say I...how big an official I am, it's uncomfortable to go to those high-end places, and I can't stand just taking pictures, eh... Besides, you don't have to pay for meals, etc.
It’s even more uncomfortable! Am I, Jiang Changbin, the kind of person who can’t afford the money and eats cheap food?”
Shang Qingyun's face was calm and noncommittal.
"Besides, as a big cadre like me, can I treat you as I please? Those people are simply looking down on others."
Jiang Changbin snorted and patted his chest: "I am a model of uprightness, self-denial, honesty and integrity!"
"Hey." Shang Qingyun sighed.
I feel like this guy talks a lot.
"So I simply made a reservation for this roadside farmhouse..."
Jiang Changbin leaned into Shang Qingyun's ear: "...This store is actually opened by my brother-in-law's brother-in-law, hehehehe...Brother Shang, please take care of me in the future."
Shang Qingyun was immediately furious. He stretched out his hand and tapped him a few times. He couldn't laugh or cry: "You've been waiting for me for a long time?"
"You can feel free to eat here."
While they were talking, they had already arrived at the small restaurant. When they opened the door and walked in, Jiang Changbin shouted loudly: "Liuzi! Xiaoliuzi! How are the dishes prepared?"
"Ready, ready."
A young man wearing an apron ran out with a smile on his face: "Brother Jiang, I have been preparing this meal for you for three days!"
"Fuck you! Three days ago I didn't know I was coming to your place for dinner. Besides, are the ingredients you prepared three days ago still fresh?"
Jiang Changbin exposed it mercilessly: "You kid, stop doing this! I tell you, if the food tonight is not delicious at all, I will revoke your license!"
"Hey...it must be delicious when you come here."
The young man laughed: "If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to revoke my license to leave room for the two of them. You can just kill me!"
"You know how to be glib!"
Jiang Changbin laughed: "Let's go to the room. Today you, Brother Jiang, and I are very wealthy. I will book your small hotel directly. Don't accept other guests. I tell you, we are both masters. If you drink
When you get drunk and go crazy, other people can't stop our punches and kicks. This is the truth, don't take it seriously!"
"Okay."
The young man agreed neatly: "Brother Jiang, you are here. Of course I will serve you wholeheartedly. As for the others...who are they? I don't know them, hahahaha..."
"Get out of here, why don't you hurry up and start cooking! You know how to behave well."
Jiang Changbin laughed and cursed.
Shang Qingyun said lightly: "No wonder no one else comes to eat in this restaurant. Dare you come to reserve the place?"
"If you invite Brother Shang to drink, you must reserve the place!" Jiang Changbin slapped his chest and then laughed: "But I can be considered a big shot... Hehe, hehe..."
"Virtue!"
Shang Qingyun finally couldn't help but laugh and curse, and followed Jiang Changbin into the room.
In fact, the moment Jiang Changbin entered the room... he vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten something important?
But what exactly did you forget?
Before Jiang Changbin could think about it carefully, Shang Qingyun had already walked in. Jiang Changbin had no time to think about what he had forgotten, and began to entertain him attentively to ensure that he did not leak any flaws.
But the inexplicable feeling in my heart still lingers.
"What exactly...did you forget?"
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.
Jiang Changbin suddenly remembered, slapped his thigh suddenly, and said in a voice: "It's broken, it's broken!"
Shang Qingyun couldn't help but feel a little puzzled when he saw this, and looked up: "What's broken?"
Jiang Changbin had a look of regret on his face, sighed repeatedly, and said bad things.
He finally remembered what he had forgotten - for the sake of Wanquan, he had asked the old principal to check his energy for him, hoping to have a rough estimate of the outcome of the battle, and the old principal recommended Zuo Xiaoduo, and even more so
It's highly respected.
While I was busy gathering the manpower for this battle, I was so busy that I didn't even have a chance to eat. I forgot to ask Zuo Xiaoduo to look at his breath and look at his face...
Obviously the old principal had warned me about this several times!
I forgot!
But now that he has faced Shang Qingyun, and it has already reached this time, the arrow is on the string, why not take action, it is already too late.
"I was just thinking about drinking, and I forgot that there are some things in the bureau that I need to deal with..."
Jiang Changbin forced a laugh: "But it's already this time now, it's definitely going to be too late, so we have to forget it and wait until tomorrow to deal with it. Come on, come on, Brother Shang, let's go one more time."
But in my heart, I was still sighing.
What should we do about this matter?
Suddenly I felt a little uneasy...
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Just when Shang Qingyun and Jiang Changbin started drinking, dinner was also served at Zuo Xiaoduo's house.
"Sister Xiaonian, have you reminded Teacher Mu?"
"I reminded you, I said it several times."
"Well, that's good. The disaster caused by her coming is certainly not small, but as long as you avoid it in advance, you can turn the disaster into good luck and turn the disaster into auspiciousness."
Zuo Xiaoduo grabbed the steamed bun and chewed it like a hungry ghost. But in the blink of an eye, Wu Yuting only picked up a chopstick of food. Before he could even swallow it, Zuo Changlu's sip of wine was still in his throat.
While thinking about it, Zuo Xiaoduo had already eaten twelve steamed buns!
Zuo Xiaonian looked at it with crooked eyebrows and only wanted to laugh.
Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting looked at each other in silence, only sighing softly.
"From now on, we will be professional pig farmers."
Wu Yuting brought another bowl of steamed buns to her son, shook her head and sighed.
"Yuting, you think too highly of pigs."
Zuo Changlu squinted: "Pig, how can there be something so edible?!"
"Ha ha……"
Zuo Xiaonian finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst into laughter.
And at this moment...
Zuo Xiaoduo's expression suddenly changed, his legs were even more tightly clamped, his whole body was unnaturally stiff, his eyes were bulging, he pressed the table tightly with both hands, and a steamed bun in his mouth covered his cheeks.
It was so full that it couldn't even chew.
"What's going on here?"
Wu Yuting was startled when she saw this and blurted out a question.
Zuo Xiaoduo's expression was very strange at this moment, his brows were furrowed tightly, as if he wanted to speak, but his mouth was full of steamed buns, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
"This...isn't this...I'm having diarrhea suddenly, is it?"
Wu Yuting was shocked and doubtful, and then said: "Zuo Xiaoduo, I can tell you, if you really do that, go to the toilet quickly... don't be disgusting at the dinner table."
Zuo Xiaonian became more and more happy and almost burst out laughing.
Zuo Xiaoduo maintained this weird posture for half a minute, and then finally relaxed a little, chewed the steamed bun in his mouth with difficulty, flattened it and swallowed it with all his strength.
Then he said: "What a trap...that Lao Shizi came suddenly again without any warning at all. How can I be on guard?"
This sentence immediately made Wu Yuting and Zuo Xiaonian look excited.
Zuo Xiaonian's face was red, but she couldn't hit him at that moment, so she could only roll her eyes and look at each other, saying: "Are you... controlling your true energy so as not to break the bridge between heaven and earth? Inspiring Dantian?"
"yes……"
That feeling was still coming in waves at this time. It was already very difficult for Zuo Xiaoduo to hold on, but he was still very hungry, so he had to grab the steamed bun and chew it slowly. One steamed bun could be eaten twice.
More than ten seconds!
This eating speed is still very fast for ordinary people, but for Zuo Xiaoduo, it is definitely the slowest eating speed in his eating history, and it is definitely an unprecedented first time!
"How many times has this happened to you?" Zuo Xiaonian asked curiously.
"I can't remember the exact number of times, but it happened more than a dozen times..."
Zuo Xiaoduo looked at his arms. In his feeling, his Dantian had turned into a balloon that could explode at any time. The meridians all over his body seemed to be swollen, but from the outside, it looked like they were swollen.
Still can't see any difference at all.
"More than a dozen times..." Zuo Xiaonian thought thoughtfully.
"Sister, how many times did you hold it back at that time?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked while fighting the true energy in his body and eating.
"At that time..."
Zuo Xiaonian rolled his eyes and said: "Many, many times. I forgot the specific number. Who can remember that thing!"
"Many, many times..."
Zuo Xiaoduo instinctively understood that he had to far exceed his current times, so he couldn't help but work harder.
I'm already so far behind Nian Nian Mao. If I can't even surpass her here, I'm afraid I'll be even less able to catch up in the future.
Teacher Qin has said over and over again that the more times one innately pulses, the more beneficial it is to oneself, and the more foundational foundations will be accumulated!
Thinking of this, a sudden and inexplicable surge of power suddenly suppressed all the restless spiritual energy back into the Dantian.
The moment this tossing came to an end, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly felt relaxed all over, and started to grab the steamed buns again and started eating like crazy. The eating speed was one minute faster than the previous maximum speed.
Zuo Xiaonian's eyebrows were crescent, holding a bowl of porridge, and he drank it from spoonful to spoonful very elegantly and quietly. A few hairs fell down, reflecting on his delicate and almost transparent cheeks.
His eyes were focused on the porridge and noodles, and he thought to himself, I won't tell him, I only suppressed it a total of seven or eight times that year... Let this kid hold it in, anyway, the longer he can hold it in, the better...
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