Chapter 88 The past is like sorrow

Maybe it's a thousand cups of wine when you meet your confidant, or maybe it's because the dishes are too delicious and you eat too much. In short, the meal didn't stop until after three o'clock in the afternoon. Zhao Daotu had already drunk and lay down, while the yellow finch once again showed amazing drinking capacity. Everyone was dumbfounded, even knowing the yellow finch before. He raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He couldn't help shaking the wine bottle and tasted it himself, but it was indeed wine.

"What? Don't you believe my drinking capacity, Brother Huang? The yellow finch is a little proud, and the 'superpower' generated by itself has gradually changed from fear to excitement. Up to now, it has become the capital to show off and deterrence.

"You, you don't take any a sobering medicine, do you?" The little demon also doesn't believe it. This boy is too good at drinking. He drinks at least two catties and clinks glasses with Chen Baofeng. He is coke with milk. He is a living white wine every time.

There must be no problem with wine, which can't be fake for the little demon with a sensitive nose.

When it comes to medicine, there is also this folk prescription in the door. In "Thousands of poisons", Cui Changsuo mentioned before that with more than three years of 'wine', you can not get drunk within five hours. Even if it is soaked in a wine barrel, it is not a problem, but the yellow finch obviously does not know the top secret of the door. Fang, isn't it? The little demon couldn't help looking at this boy more. Is this boy really born with a natural nature? Otherwise, how could there be so many incredible things?

The little demon finds the yellow finch more and more interesting.

Just as the black bat said, this boy is really born to be a 'mug' material. With the development over time, there are even other uses, but the black bat is a black bat, and the little demon will not be like him. In her little heart, she doesn't want the yellow finch to die early.

Zhao Daotu was helped to the room on the second floor by Zhao Zheng. With the help of everyone, he quickly packed up everything on the table. Zhao Zheng soaked in the good Longjing again. Several people gathered around and chatted for a while. Despite everyone's surprised eyes, Xiao Diu turned on the TV and locked the children's channel. It's still "Joy and the Grey Wolf", and I'm very happy to watch it.

If you don't take action, it's a cartoon. When you go back to October Maple, you are often pulled by Liu Jinyin to watch island love action movies. This little lose is originally a little monster. Under this huge contrast, it may become something in the future.

Chen Baofeng looked at the time. It was already five o'clock in the afternoon. He no longer delayed and said goodbye to everyone.

"Yellow finch, Xiaodi, little demon, raise eyebrows, I'm really happy to know you. I, Chen Baofeng, don't say anything politely. This time I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything for you, but I, Chen Baofeng, will remember everyone's life-saving kindness." With that, he took out four red envelopes from his leather bag. "This is money. I know it's vulgar to take it out, but after all, this is the heart of me and Zhang Zhuo. I hope you can accept it and buy some delicious and fun food. If you have time in the future, come to Donghai City and come to Yundong Mountain. I, Chen Baofeng, warmly welcome you."

After saying that, he handed over a few red envelopes. The little demon and raised his eyebrows did not accept it, but the yellow finch had already pulled it in his hand. The thick feeling touched the heart. By the feeling, it should be about 10,000 yuan.

"Look at your virtue!"

The little demon looked sideways at the yellow finch, but the boy smiled.

"Brother Baofeng, we are not like someone. Put it away, or you won't treat my little demon as a friend."

"Yes, Brother Baofeng, I didn't do anything. The first time we met, how could I take your things?" He raised his eyebrows and refused.

The yellow finch tightly pulled his own and Xiaodi's red envelopes. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was embarrassed to say that the other two were also given to him.

The stinky boy likes money, but he is better than not being greedy. This time, his income is also high. Although it is a matter of life and death, if he survives it, it will not be a loss.

Chen Baofeng knew the character of the little demon and raising eyebrows, but he was not reluctant. He was also sincerely happy to see the yellow finch accept it, but Zhang Zhuo was a little reluctant. She liked the character of the little demon and raising eyebrows too much. After sitting in the car, she did not forget to explain that as long as she had time, she would go to Donghai Yundong Mountain to play.

Looking at the two people driving out of the cat's mouth, the yellow finch quickly put two big red envelopes into his pocket, then bit a toothpick and said strangely, "You two are hypocritical. Brother Baofeng is not short of money. Why don't you want it?"

"The miser!"

"Old landlord!"

After saying these two sentences, the two shook their heads at the same time, held hands, and walked out of the door.

"Where are you going?"

The two raised their hands at the same time and waved, with a feeling of waving their sleeves without taking away a cloud.

The yellow finch curled its lips, pulled Xiaodiao and said goodbye to Zhao Zheng. He went out to take a taxi and went to October Feng. The wine couldn't beat him down. But this time, the yellow finch was really a little tired. In addition, he didn't have a good rest last night. When he went back, he was ready to have a good sleep. After waking up, Let's plan how to spend this rich income.

Chen Baofeng drove out of the city, got on the highway, and looked at Zhang Zhuo in the co-pilot's seat. The other party looked at the front with gentle eyes, as if he were silent.

"What? Thinking about something?" Chen Baofeng asked.

Zhang Zhuo just woke up from meditation, smiled and shook his head, "Baofeng, are you blaming me?"

"Is it your fault? Why do I blame you?

Zhang Zhuo sighed, "Since we realize it, it has been more than two years, but I haven't told you many things, my family, my parents, everything I used to, Baofeng, don't you want to know?"

Chen Baofeng turned his head, looked at Zhang Zhuo, looked at the front steadily, and said, "Xiao Zhuo, I, Chen Baofeng, am not a fool. By feeling, I know that a lot of things must have happened to you before. I really want to know, but I won't force you to say it. I believe that one day, you will tell me all. I, Chen Baofeng, have known you for more than two years, and I have been satisfied with the memories of more than two years, haven't I?"

"Really?"

Chen Baofeng's eyes were gentle, "Xiao Zhuo, I've never lied to you, really."

There were some tears in Zhang Zhuo's eyes. She wiped it gently and continued to look at the front. Looking at the direction of the highway that seemed to have no end, she said quietly, "A lot of things have happened before, Baofeng, I really want to tell you all at once, and the yellow finch demons and others. I feel that between my friends It should be honest, but I didn't do it. I have a guilty conscience, but please believe me. When the time is ripe, when I can tell you everything one day, I will definitely tell you well. However, I really don't know when this day will be.

"I'm willing to wait!" Chen Baofeng said firmly, "I will wait until the day we get old!"

"Baofeng..." Zhang Zhuo lay on Chen Baofeng's arm and cried.

"Well, Xiao Zhuo, as long as we trust each other, everything will pass, just like this time, won't it?" For Chen Baofeng, as long as he sees Zhang Zhuo recover as before, everything is not important.

After the yellow finch and Xiaodi returned to October Feng, the second uncle Huang Hailin was not there. He asked Dong Kuiwu, but he didn't know where he went. The second uncle usually takes Dong Kuiwu with him when he travels. If he doesn't take him, I'm afraid there is only one place to go, that is, to Qin Yan. The yellow finch knows this.

October Feng is still very idle. Xing should not be like that. He doesn't smile and does things in an orderly manner. He diligently wipes it on the October Maple and makes it spotless. Liu Jinyin, an old pervert, is lying on the chair with his feet hanging, but he is very happy to see the yellow finch and the little one back. The yellow finch is not here these days, and he breaks it again. I couldn't help tossing around on the computer for a while. More than 30 websites popped up all of a sudden. I couldn't turn it off, and the system completely crashed. The previous classic movies didn't fly away. If the yellow finch's mobile phone was out of power today, I guess the old boy would have blown up directly.

Under Liu Jinyin's soft and hard foam, the yellow finch finally promised to get him a computer, but he had to wait until he slept. After all, Brother Bird is very tired now. Liu Jinyin asked for help, so naturally he did not dare to force him. He spoke kindly and took out a Chinese cigarette to reward him fiercely.

After taking a shower, it was already dark. Before the second uncle came back, the yellow finch told everyone not to ask him to eat, and then made a phone call to Yang Mei. On the phone, he told the yellow finch that the little demon lived with her, so he didn't have to worry. The yellow finch was very happy and leisurely. He was really eager to fall straight to ** and fell asleep.

When the yellow finch woke up, Xiaodi had already fallen asleep next to him. The yellow finch glanced at his mobile phone. Good boy, it was past two o'clock in the morning. This sleep was really dark. He rubbed his cheeks, stood up, opened the door, and opened the door. The whole October Feng was extremely quiet. This time was sleep. In the most familiar stage, the yellow finch turned his head, but saw a little light in Huang Hailin's room. He slowly walked over and looked through the cracks. The second uncle Huang Hailin was sitting at the small round table smoking. In front of him was still the strange box.

Is the second uncle still studying it? Can't you open it yet? In the heart of the yellow finch, the second uncle Huang Hailin's ability is not small, but this time, he seems to be really trapped. Not to mention that this box is difficult to guess, even the details have to ask Zhao Daotu, which has never been encountered like this for so many years.

And this time, Huang Hailin's focus on this box was far beyond the expectation of the yellow finch.

"Who?" Huang Hailin suddenly looked out of the door. Although he was middle-aged, his hearing was still very keen.

"Uncle, it's me!"

The yellow finch answered and simply pushed the door and entered.

"Wake up?" Huang Hailin handed the boy a cigarette, and he also extinguished the cigarette in his mouth. He looked at the two-eyed box, but continued to light one.

"Uncle, are you still thinking about it?"

Huang Hailin nodded, "I can't figure it out. I can't understand it."

As he stroked the black box, he turned his head, looked at the yellow finch and said, "Is there anything wrong with your uncle this time?"

The yellow finch suddenly shook his head, "No, what can happen?"

"It's good if you don't have it. It's good if you don't have it."

After saying that, this guy put his whole mind on the box again. Huang Que really felt that his second uncle had changed. In the past, he would have asked himself what he had encountered this trip and asked himself to repeat it completely. But now, he only symbolically asked if there was anything wrong, and then, ghost He made a bad fight with the dark box.

Does this box really have any treasure? Otherwise, why is the second uncle so obsessed?

"Second uncle, second uncle..."

The yellow finch screamed twice again.

"Hmm! What's the matter?" Huang Hailin is absent-minded.

The yellow finch really didn't know what to say. After a long time, he said, "Second uncle, then, I'll go out!"

"Go, go!"

The yellow finch walked out of the room and looked inside. Huang Hailin was still in the same shape, smoking a cigarette and staring at the box. He couldn't take his eyes off him and was extremely focused.