Chapter 278: Can't say that

After the meal, there really was news of Zhang Ze.
Subei looked at the address sent by Fu Yunshang's mobile phone during the night rain, and after a moment of disappointment, he said to the man on his side (身sh　n): "I know who Zhang Ze went to see. But my familiar senior Alcoholism, can I have a few bottles of good wine in your cellar?"
It is said that Fu Yun’s action of cutting steaks is paused, and the tone is plain:
Mys is yours. In the future, you don’t need to ask me about this kind of thing.
"..."
"I have an important meeting at one o'clock in the afternoon and I can't go with you. About what time will you be back?"
Su Bei thought for a while and said, "I'm not too sure, it will depend on the situation." She sent a'disciple' to the old man without saying hello in advance. The old man hated her. This time she passed with a good wine, and she was not sure how many pots to drink with him.
Fu Yunshang nodded and expressed his understanding: "Well, if it is too late, I will pick you up."
Subei moved his lower lip, and then he stopped.
Forget it, the matter of drinking (qing qing) must be reported to the man in advance, it must be done first.
Subei went to the wine cellar to pick a few bottles of wine and chose two pots of 100-year-old wine, and drove for more than two hours before arriving at his late home.
The place of late return can be described by ‘Deep Mountain and Old Forest’.
Surrounded by bamboo forests, still lush and green in the snow, there is a wooden house a mile away, and the chimney on the roof is still white smoke from the distance.
The potted road was covered with snow, and Northern Jiangsu carried wine, walking forward with deep feet and shallow feet, and occasionally glanced in the direction of the chimney.
After walking for more than 20 minutes, Subei finally reached the place. She freed up her hand and pushed open the wooden door.
Not an adjective, but really a scream from a pig being killed.
Subei has never seen such a scene, staying on the spot.
I saw that she was interested in cultivating Comrade Zhang Ze (身sh　n) who became a store operator wearing a white (color) apron, holding a kitchen knife in her left hand, and pressing the neck of a small ((乳Ru)ru) pig in her right hand. ((乳Ru)ru) The pig rolled his eyes and lost his voice.
"Huh--?" Zhang Ze looked back, his eyes surprised, and said, "How come you are here, boss?" As Zhang Ze loosened the ((milk Ru)ru) pig, he threw the kitchen knife on the wooden board, and the tip of the knife was embedded in the wooden board Here, stand firmly.
The whole (set t　o) action is like a butcher selling ((肉rou)rou) in the vegetable market.
North Jiangsu deliberately glanced at the blood stains on Zhang Ze's apron, twitched the corner of his mouth, and took two steps forward. He looked around and asked, "What about the old man?"
Zhang Ze (Mo) cleverly lifted his apron and wiped his hands. He said: "Senior is too cold outside and went to the back room. He told me to call him out on the grill."
North Jiangsu glanced at the firewood piled up next to the well: "Have you cut those?"
"Well, those are used for barbecues in a while, and there is a pile behind the house, which is reserved for the seniors to light the fire."
Subei smiled and raised his eyebrows: "So, I asked you to make chai or cook for the old man?"
Zhang Ze blushed, bowed his head in shame, and scratched the back of his neck. He said, "Senior Heping (日ri) is also hard-hearted and soft-hearted. Although he was asked to cut wood and cook for a while, he didn't call me less." Raising his eyes, "Senior senior told me a short story in a shopping mall last night. I already thought of how to solve this company..."
Speaking of which, his voice suddenly stopped and his pupils twitched slowly, "Boss, wouldn't you come because of something wrong with the company (love Qing)? Finished, I was so happy last night and drank more with my seniors After two cups, the chicken crowed in the morning, and I was caught by my seniors to make breakfast and cut wood...I am..."
Zhang Zeyu is incoherent and anxiously like (hot r　) ants on the pot.
Subei raised his forehead, and was about to say something to settle down Zhang Ze's (qingqing) mood, he heard a thick voice (cha).
"How are you, young man-old man, I'm waiting for ((meat rou)rou) with half a pot of wine left!"
Zhang Ze immediately stopped the circle, stood still, straightened his waist, and replied loudly: "Senior-good time!" After finishing speaking, he could not care about anything else, so he went to the grill.
Chi Gui was wearing a navy blue (colored) cotton-padded jacket. He held a hand warmer in his arms and stood by the window sill in the wooden house. When he saw North Jiangsu, his old eyes that had settled over the years paused on her face. For a few seconds, it seemed that after thinking of who she was, she took a sip of wine, raised a snoring from her nose, raised her chin, and left with a proud twist (身sh　n).
"..."
After so many years, the old man's temper is really becoming more and more naughty as he ages.
Subei looked down at the wine in his hand, put it on the stone table and looked into the window. Instead of rushing in to say hello, he rolled up his sleeves and helped Zhang Ze set up a barbecue together.
Zhang Ze naturally did not dare to let Subei start, and he was busy persuading, just to have him here, let her rest.
Subei just smiled and said to let him wash the pigs and let her get the barbecue.
In the end, Zhang Ze didn't touch Beibei, so he went to wash the pigs.
Today's day is not bad. The blue sky is floating with two white clouds, the sun is hanging high, the sun is full, it is a rare warm day.
The design skills are very strong (strong qiang).
In addition to being stable, the shelf in northern Jiangsu pursues beauty, and it must be angular and angular.
Chi Gui didn’t wait until Subeiwu talked to him. After sitting alone for a few minutes, he couldn’t sit still. When he came out, he saw Bian (身sh　n) facing the firewood on the ground. After a moment, there was a charity smile on his face that was hard to detect.
Stinky girl, for more than ten years, how could it be the same as a child?
After watching for a while, the late return was finally attracted by the wine on the stone table.
...
A blazing flame burned in the middle of the courtyard, and the little ((乳Ru)ru) pigs on the grill had been roasted with golden (color), and the thorns were splattered with oil stars.
Zhang Ze and Subei were using a small brush to feed the little ((milk Ru)ru) pig with sauce.
At about the same time, Zhang Ze raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve: "Senior, look at this, can you sprinkle more pepper?"
Chi Gui held the red cheeks of the century-old wine brought by Northern Jiangsu, and drunkenly glanced in the direction of Zhang Ze, saying, "Don't put the chili, let me roast for 15 minutes and tear my thigh over. "Then beckoned to North Jiangsu, "Come on-come here, smelly girl, and drink with the old man."
Subei guessed that this would happen, smiled, and walked over to sit down opposite him, raising his hand to get another pot of fine wine. His hand was suddenly patted by the old man.
"You drink foreign wine, don't move this." Chi Gui moved the pot of fine wine to himself, just like a child who was feeding.
Subei smiled, and obediently took a bottle of wine, opened the stopper, the bottle was not big, she blew the bottle directly.
With a sip, the whole body (body sh　n) is up (hot r　) up.
But also refreshing!
The two didn't talk much, but every time they took a sip, they would tacitly agree.
After a long while, he came back late to break the silence.
He tilted his head and looked at the little ((乳Ru)ru) pig in front of the grill, swallowing, but still endured Zhang Ze, who did not steal a sip: "Where did you find such a silly boy?" Boy?" took a sip of wine and continued: "He came over the first day and I asked him to turn my vegetable garden into the soil. In the evening, he was so tired that he couldn't afford to eat anymore. Seeing that I was going to cut wood and cook, he was still in a hurry. Come over and rob (gan)."
"This kind of (sexual)xing is used as a gun in shopping malls. Why can't you think of it and run the company for him...can you be regarded as someone?"
Northern Jiangsu: "Old man, don't think so peachy (color), okay? I just think that other people's character (tingting) is good, and it is indeed capable. If it can really cultivate talents, it will be used by me in the future. Paving your own way."
The late return was ‘chime’:
It’s not old, but ambition is not small.

Subei smiled: "Do you think anyone can do the same as you and treat the power of money like dung, and come here to hide in the mountains?"
After returning late, he raised his eyebrows, and God (skinned) took a bit of arrogance: "That is natural. If your grandfather can have my two-point consciousness in mind, he will not be fooled by his wife and children under his hands (日ri ) Never mind to worry and sleep peacefully."
He has been relaxed and complacent after all these years, but he has also been paying close attention to the things of the Wen family (qing qing). Her grandfather has always liked to tell the old man what she has (qing qing).
But listening to the late return now, it seems that what has happened in the Wen family recently?
Northern Jiangsu tentatively asked: "Old man, what is your relationship with my grandfather? I remember in a trance that my grandfather was very respectful of you when I was young."
The degree of the 100-year-old wine is relatively high. Before returning late, I drank a lot. Now that I am a little drunk, he is holding his head with one hand. Because he is drunk, his eyes are stained with a faint red color.
After hearing this, Chi Gui smiled: "Hehehehe, you come here, I will tell you quietly--"
Su Bei blinked his head, leaned over his head, and listened with his ears.
Alcoholic gas sprayed into my ears, and I heard the old man using an ancient bell, with a mellow voice: "Me and your grandfather... I and him... are...it's indescribable."
Northern Jiangsu: "..."