Song Tan Jishi

On the hill on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

The guard who had just packed up and was about to change his guard looked at the time - there were still ten minutes to go, just enough to catch up with an update.

However, when I opened the APP, I found that the three books I was chasing after in the bookshelf were not updated... Is it because the Internet is not good?

Feeling apprehensive, he subconsciously clicked in, and then found out in despair: These three books are really not updated!

——how could this be? ! !

Today is not a year, no holidays, no activities, these authors don't even put out the leave slips, so they are so direct? Is this reasonable? This doesn't put their readers in the eyes at all!

Scrolling through the comment area again, there was indeed a lot of complaints and cursing:

[Dog thief! If you are a pigeon, you will be a pigeon, and you will not ask for leave. 】

【@Moreover, you have been working hard every day, why is there no movement today? 】

[I knew that once the copyright of Qingyun was sold, people would stop working hard]

Hateful!

The sad reader cursed one by one in the three books, and then went to change posts with someone.

And at the moment he quit the APP, the three books published new chapters at the same time:

"Sorry, I was drunk yesterday"

…

And at this low-key door post, the guard Su Rong stood upright, but his soul hadn't been buffered from this emotion, when he saw the familiar courier brother driving the car over again, and finally moved a few couriers neatly down.

After the young guard inspected them one by one, his heart skipped a beat.

No one else, among them was a courier wishing the old man, which was sent from Qingxi Town, Yuncheng.

Good guy!

He quickly looked into the neighborhood, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Du's familiar face rushing towards him, and asked him from afar:

"Is there a courier from our old man? He stared at it early in the morning and saw that it was signed for."

For what, self-evident.

Sure enough, after Xiao Du pulled the pile of couriers over, he saw the courier box in Qingxi Town, Yuncheng, and without saying a word, he hugged it in his arms and ran all the way.

The guard looked at his figure in the distance, turned his head and quickly called one by one:

"Mr. Zhou, there is another courier from Qingxi Town today..."

...

Lao Zhu has now learned to be patient.

After all, his bloody experience told him that he couldn't run fast when he was old, and if he was stopped halfway and killed in a fight, the things in his arms would have to be short of weight.

It's better to count on Xiao Du and wait at home.

But I don't feel at ease waiting - because if those old guys got the news in advance and stopped shamelessly on the way, Xiao Du wouldn't dare to be tough with them!

At this moment, he was pacing back and forth in the yard, embarrassed in every possible way.

Fortunately, after a while, Xiao Du ran in panting, then stood up solemnly, and put the courier box in Lao Zhu's excited palm.

The next moment, the old and the young looked at each other, and quickly entered the room——

"Crack!" The door was closed and locked in one go.

Lao Zhu skillfully opened the box, only to see 20 marinade bags wrapped inside, and a bottle of mineral water wrapped in the middle.

Although the outer packaging was crude, he didn't dislike it at all. He only saw the transparent liquid inside and shook it a little. Thinking of a possibility, his heart trembled with excitement!

Could it be...

Without a word, he unscrewed the lid.

In an instant, a strong aroma hit his nostrils, stimulating the wine worms in his stomach that had endured for a long time to roll over and over again, making every cell in his body say:

[Let's take a sip first. 】

There was no one else in the room, Old Zhu said with a guilty conscience against the staring gaze of little Du Zhuozhuo:

"I'll just take a sip, don't tell the doctor, what can they know."

Afterwards, without waiting for Xiao Du to refute, he quickly found his own small wine cup from the cabinet, and carefully poured more than half of the glass into it.

How can an old drunkard resist the mellow aroma of that wine?

Holding the wine glass at this moment, suppressing his eagerness, he took a sip.

"Good wine!"

After taking a sip, my heart seems to tremble, that kind of cold and mellow stimulation...

With a "crush", Lao Zhu's eyes lit up!

He hurriedly put down the wine cup in his hand, then tightened the mineral water bottle, and turned around in the room:

"Xiao Du! Hurry up, find a place where no one can find it and hide it."

Little Du paused, then picked up the wine bottle and went into the back room.

He came out after a while, and Lao Zhu was stunned, and he became vigilant: "Where are you hiding? Don't you plan to give me a drink in the future?"

Xiao Du smiled: "Old man, the doctor said, I really can't drink it. Your family also reminded me..."

"I don't believe it!" Old Zhu said loudly, "I never heard the doctor say that!"

However, as soon as the words were finished, there was another familiar noise coming from outside the yard.

His heart trembled, thinking about his precious tobacco, without further ado, he choked down the wine in his glass, and quickly ordered:

"Hurry up, wash it up and put it away, I'll open the door."

These old guys are as unstoppable as brown candy now, so why not open the door as soon as possible, as if he was just collecting some marinade bags casually, isn't he guilty.

Alas, it was my granddaughter who was considerate. I sent 20 of these marinade packets, which was clearly a slap in the face. I was afraid that people would steal his wine, so I used this to distribute it to everyone to divert attention...

Good granddaughter!

He was so imaginative, his hands kept moving, and when he opened the door, it turned out to be that group of robbers again.

The leader, Mr. Zhou, smiled kindly: "Old Zhu, we have been brothers for so many years, so you don't want me to tell you?"

Old Zhu snorted, like that: "You can run faster than rabbits if you have something - why, my granddaughter is filial? I can't eat alone?"

As he spoke, he took the courier box angrily, revealing the twenty packs of braised ingredients that were simply wrapped inside.

"For the stewed eggs, let's share two for each person. This pot can be boiled and put in the refrigerator to eat a lot of meals."

Everyone gave him a subtle look, and then silently put the marinade bag into their pockets.

When there were only two packs of marinade left in the box, although Lao Zhu was heartbroken, he was suddenly relieved.

However, the next moment, I saw Lao Zhou in front of me smiling like a fox:

"Old Zhu, next time you lie to others, rinse your mouth first, your mouth is full of alcohol!"

"And the smell of wine in this room, I can't even pretend to be stupid - where is Xiao Du? Xiao Du, tell me where he hides the wine!"

Old Zhu's eyes darkened.

The granddaughter only sent one bottle this time. With their drinking capacity, how many sips is enough for a bottle of wine?

Therefore, Lao Zhu would rather die than give in, and resolutely safeguarded his secrets, so that everyone entangled for a long time, and finally they could only break up unhappy.

As soon as the person left, Lao Zhu patted Xiao Du on the shoulder:

"Good job! I guess they are dishonest. Someone here is pestering me, and there must be someone who wants to be a robber..."

"Okay, okay, people are leaving, you quickly take the wine down for me, I have to put it in a better bottle."

However, the voice fell, but Xiao Du in front of him did not move. Old Zhu looked over suspiciously, and saw a hint of apology on the young and simple face:

"Old man, the doctor really told me not to drink it. So I really hid it... Would you like to find it yourself?"

Old Zhu: ...

Good night.