Vol 4 Chapter 27: Like a bun
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Late Night Bookstore
- Pure Dripping Dragon
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- 2021-03-02 06:50:02
What kind of experience is eating with big people?
This can't help but be reminiscent of Buffett's dinner auction. After the auction, he had to frantically hype to win back this expensive expense.
Boss Zhou has been telling himself in his heart,
I am facing the old way,
It's the wicked old man who likes to touch the crotch to comfort the big girl,
But psychological hints are not always effective,
The one in front of him is so different from the old one, especially the kind of temperament similar to that of Tian Huang exudes from the other party. It is really difficult for the person sitting opposite him to continue to remain calm.
"But it's still a matter of luck, with a sword hanging above his head. This day, it's really boring."
The last generation sighed,
Take a plate of steamed buns and other side dishes from under the table.
This is not like how to eat steamed buns or roast duck. There is a feeling of combining the two.
"The whole one?"
The last generation took out a steamed bun and handed it to Zhou Ze.
"It stands to reason that the predecessors planted trees and the others took the cool;
Let's go, this is impossible, and we don't expect our predecessors to plant trees anymore, and we don't have that fateful life;
But they couldn't bear the digging of the pits by the predecessors. This pit was too big to be digged.
If you can’t jump over, everything will be invalidated and you will enter the pit;
It's not that simple to jump in, it's awkward.
It’s just blame, we were born too late, he was born too early, this pit was dug early, really there is no way to take it. "
The last generation talked a lot like old friends meeting and talking.
"According to me, contemporary people think of contemporary things, contemporary people are contemporary demon, you become a person who has long disappeared, and why should you draw rules for future generations to live?
Really think of yourself as a saint.
Ah,
Estimated,
It's itchy hands,
Contemporary invincibility is not addictive, and he is still thinking about painting a Tao, and then drawing on it again and again, I am afraid we do not know that he is the same. "
The last generation put meat in the steamed bun,
I opened my mouth very bitelessly and took a big bite,
Some hair was bitten into the lips,
He also turned away with his hand,
While venting dissatisfaction while chewing,
The sound is still loud.
Xu is that the skin and temperament are really good, so this food is not ugly at all, but feels free and easy.
After all,
This is really a face-looking world,
Even if you are your prince,
Face value is also an indispensable and important part.
Pick up the wine bowl,
The last generation took a sip of wine, smashed his mouth, and continued:
"But this wood has become a boat and there is no way out. We can only cross the sea at eight cents first and jump over this pit first.
In fact, at that time in the early years, I really had no idea.
and so,
This man was deserved, but it was really boring.
I am such a good person,
Why can I only live for two thousand years?
Lao Tzu can live three thousand years, four thousand years, five thousand years, can live this contemporary into another ancient!
So, at that time, it didn't make sense. I thought that I would suddenly die in the future, and it wouldn't taste much to do anything.
Simply slutty play, sentimental landscape.
Who knows..."
The last bite took another big bite of buns and continued to speak while biting. Who knew there was food debris flying out, the last generation immediately covered his mouth, and nodded in embarrassment.
Then I devote myself to eating the food in this mouth,
Took another sip of wine,
This continued:
"Who knows that I met the bodhisattva later, hey, I laughed.
You don’t know, the bald...
Oh no, Amitabha, sin, sin;
Everyone has helped us block the knife, so we have to be called monks.
The Gang of Buddhas could not have suffered this knife. They, Teng Neng and Tse Young, were not yet their turn.
For me, it's bad luck.
This good day didn't take long,
The fathers and ancestors of the previous generation enjoyed it, were loved, and were comfortable and comfortable,
嘞,
It was my turn to pay the smallest.
It doesn't make sense, do you say yes?
I am such a good person,
Really hate,
I hate why he was born in the house of Laozi's house,
Even if I don’t want to be this man,
Don't be this heir,
With the talent of Lao Tzu,
Just give Lao Tzu time,
On that mountain,
After all, I have to sit for me.
When the time comes, I love to continue to call it Mount Tai, which is Mount Tai. Love to call it Huashan is Huashan, and Emei Mountain Wudang Mountain and Beibei Mountain will do!
Where is it so suffocating,
As soon as you come up, you have to directly add so many years of life,
I really thank my ancestors for eight lifetimes! "
The last generation put the wine bowl on the table,
Pointing at the mouth of the bowl,
Just like a general commanding,
Road:
"Pouring wine!"
The little moving ape monkey immediately lifted the wine jar again and poured the wine carefully.
The last generation reached out and touched the head of the little monkey,
The little monkey smiled shyly,
Little stars are in both small eyes.
Zhou Ze made the little monkey's brain into that "butler" image, and he also found it interesting.
"But there's no way. Who made me unlucky and had to be a monarch after birth?
Ugh,
Fortunately,
That bodhisattva really sent charcoal in the snow and rained in time.
Who doesn't go to hell?
He is clever and clever, but he can’t help it. Sometimes, smart people can’t do anything. Let’s just say that the two of us are the ones who have been staring at them with a sword. Is this sense of urgency the same?
People have been foolishly dreaming of innocent and beautiful dreams,
We are all about to hate this fairy fairy. "
The last generation picked up the wine bowl,
Took a sip,
Seems lonely for too long,
Finally it was easy to find someone to talk to, so it was a pleasure to talk to oneself:
"This is what you have to do;
Can this be passed, can we pass, we have to look at luck, and conscientiousness depends on people and success.
When he comes, let's hide;
He can find, we can hide, to see who has better luck.
Alms, alms,
If I really had no relationship with him,
He was useless until he became old.
I'm sorry, I almost got you involved too, brother, I still call you brother, although according to seniority, I should call you uncle;
But it's estimated that you don't like to listen to the term "Uncle";
Brother, we also grew up listening to your story. For now, in a word, we are also your fans, fans, right, fans.
But brother, you were really too particular,
If you didn’t stop,
Since is about to change on this day, it has changed earlier,
If this changes,
Why doesn't it make us so uncomfortable now?
Anyway, sooner or later it is a knife, it might as well be suffered early.
Brother, you will not fall;
Hey,
Maybe my grandfather and grandfather came out, and I can still find you alone.
Oh yes,
If the old man was slapped by your brother,
Doesn't seem to be me anymore? "
The last generation squinted, shook his head,
"This is too complicated to understand."
"Hey, to say this Bodhisattva is not my biggest worry. Although we always think that we are a smart person, there are actually a lot of those who are not stupid.
I really want to be knifed down one by one,
That Xuanyuan sword, before we cut it, at least see the blood seven or eight times?
We are all mixed up like this, and it's not our turn to go to the execution ground for the first row, right?
Those scumbags are not all like those of the rich, they can do that step, that step is just placed in front of us, we are too lazy to go.
You are not yourself anymore, is this still alive?
Those people are not stupid, but they are not particularly clever. They are not allowed to be forced to jump into the wall.
So, be careful.
I lived a quiet life as a child, but it was always stable.
It's enough for leisure to come and go back, and there is a piece of meat and a bun;
To be able to wait until that day,
When the knife came down,
Let's watch carefully,
Can we escape this knife! "
After the last generation was finished,
Subconsciously put the left hand in his crotch position,
Squeezed,
Immediately, she put her fingers in front of her nose and sniffed.
Ok,
Found a familiar feeling.
but,
It's not too bad.
After all, the goddess also shit, and when the man is booing, he also has to hold the hand;
Ninety-nine percent of boys pretend to do similar actions in public places,
After all, sometimes the muzzle is really uncomfortable.
"Brother, you are eating, taking a bite, and rest assured, before cooking, I have cleaned my hands. Furthermore, we are not true or false.
The last generation reached out and pointed at the meat and steamed bread placed in front of Zhou Ze.
Boss Zhou swallowed subconsciously,
This meat,
Is really fragrant
Plus,
This is what Fujun cooks himself,
Even if this is a dream, at least the taste is not fake.
Zhou Ze picked up the chopsticks,
When preparing for the cremation,
Suddenly,
The power in my body, which had not been moving before, began to recover,
While taking care of yourself,
Direct control of his body.
"Fuck me!"
This change made Zhou Ze a bit caught off guard.
When you listened to the nonsense of others before, you are too lazy to listen, and you can't hide from it, making me suffer from the other's chatter.
When you really want to start eating,
You came out to grab the body?
"Tie Han, don't go too far!"
Zhou Ze shouted in his heart.
If it's an ordinary dish, if you really give it, you'll give it away.
But God knows when I can have this kind of dream next time,
And what if someone changes the piano or plays the flute instead of cooking?
however,
Winning the hook directly ignored Zhou Ze’s resistance,
After taking control of the body,
Pick up the wine bowl first,
Take a sip.
"Okay... wine..."
The last generation of "haha" smiled~EbookFREE.me~ rolled up his sleeves, revealing a fresh scar inside, and remaining blood stains on it.
"I know you are picky."
"Okay...meat..."
The last generation ripped off his chest, and there was another scar on the left chest.
The hand that won the hook was placed on the steamed bun.
"Okay... steamed bun..."
The last generation laughed and said nothing.
Under the gazebo,
The mountains are towering,
Taishan Mountainside location,
A few pieces are missing,
It looks like steamed buns.