The sound is full of temptation and profiteers’ faces.
The young man came to the corridor outside the house with a frown and a stumble on the column.
He glanced at the old man and then looked at the shallow water in front of him and refused, "I’ll drink water later."
"Hey, silly"
The old man smiled, gave a supercilious look and then started smoking again.
Just sitting on a flagpole and smoking a cigarette to see the distant scenery;
A wooden corridor pillar leans against the shallow water’ yellow soup’ in front of him.
The sun shines on the water surface and refracts the way, and the soft light dances along the corridor and caresses their cheeks.
Everything is only the water with the breeze.
This shallow water is as vast as a broken lake, and the courtyard behind the center of the wine shop is surrounded by mountains and shadows only in the sky.
After a long silence, the blue teenager’s tight eyebrows have not been loosened.
The world is very real and beautiful, like a picture scroll.
But … it’s weird and quiet … it’s so unreal, like … like a dream.
The teenager looked at the muddy water in front of him and muttered, "Have we met before?"
The old man was surprised to look at the teenager and looked shocked, but then he patted his thigh and smiled. "Hey ~ have you seen it?" You’re an old son. I’d better forget my old friend. "
Then the old man looked elsewhere and took a deep breath on his cigarette and muttered, "This wine is really stupid …"
The teenager still looks at the water, but his brow is slightly relaxed.
At this time, the water was shining on his handsome face, and he said with an expression, "I don’t believe it. It’s strange why you can forget everything after drinking this wine?"
The old man shrugged. "There is no wonder in the world. Do you not believe in wine or me?"
The young man looked askance at the eyes and the old man immediately withdrew his eyes and still looked at the water. "Is it important? What do you think I’m doing here? "
The old man gave the boy a hard white look and spat, "Are you really wasted? What the fuck are you doing here? Ask me! Old son, how should I know? Drink or do business. Why don’t you come and be my grandson? Ah bah ~ I haven’t even touched a woman, old son. Where can you be such a stupid grandson? "
With that, he reached out and rubbed his hands, gestured and gestured, "Don’t bullshit and give money quickly."
"What money?" The boy looked back in astonishment.
The old man suddenly jumped up and pointed at the teenager and turned his face and warned, "Do you want to play dumb and eat for free?"
The boy looked at the old son. "Didn’t you say we forgot to make friends?"
The old man, who cares about these things, also looked at the teenager and immediately said, "Friendship belongs to friendship and drinks to drinks … You can’t ruin our affection."
Teenagers spread their arms and searched at the same time, trying to say, "Why don’t you … keep an account first?"
After touching for a long time, the old man didn’t wipe out anything yellow and white!
He glared at the boy and spat, "Why are you so poor that you only have a thick face? Why don’t you rely on your face to eat?"
The blue boy shook his hands and remained uncorrupted. "Do I have a chance if you haven’t touched a woman at your age?"
The old man waved and sat back in place, grumpily muttering, "White blind gave birth to a small white face."
The teenager still has some brain swelling. He shook his head and said, "I can’t remember anything. Let’s book it first. I’m also sore all over."
Pick your eyebrows, look at your eyes, twist your neck and shrug your arms, teenager
The old man smokes a cigarette and smokes a cigarette. He sighs, "Hey, life is like a dream. If you don’t think about it, it won’t hurt. Do you know who I am?"
The young man glanced at the old man’s head and said casually, "Old wine head …?"
After saying his word, the old man shouted, "Yes! Look at this friendship, I forget who I am, but I still remember the old son … "
Teenagers also gave a supercilious look to one side.
And the old winehead is old-faced and knocking on the flagpole while warning, "You can remember to keep an account, but don’t be lazy!" I am a black shop here. "
The boy looked up again and the gray flag was fluttering in front of his eyes, fluttering above the head of an old man with a smelly fart.