tall rose

Chapter 11 XI

Grilled fish is not spicy, but a little numb to the tongue.

The characteristic of "Yiyiyun" is that hemp is far greater than spicy.

But it just doesn't make people feel uncomfortable, and it's stuck on the point that it's extremely numbing but not too much.

This has also become one of the important reasons why "One Cloud" attracts repeat customers.

Taking a sip of bayberry wine smoothed his throat, the iced wine was easy to drink, Yang Sheng drank a glass of it in a short while, and snatched the bayberry at the bottom of the glass.

Xia Zang worked hard at grilling grilled fish and rice, eating two bowls raw before slowing down his chopsticks.

Yang Sheng felt that he was sorry for Xia Zang, so he dragged him all the way to this remote place, and then he was so busy chatting with the boss that he forgot that Xia Zang was still hungry.

To express his apology, Yang Sheng held up the red bayberry wine on the table, "Brother, let's have a toast."

Xia Zang's glass of wine hadn't been touched yet, so he put down his chopsticks and held the wine glass with both hands to touch him, "Is this wine not high in alcohol?"

"It's not high, you can drink it as fruit juice." Yang Sheng said.

Then he watched Xia Zang take a mouthful, his face turned red with a bayberry in his mouth.

Frowning, he swallowed the red bayberry, and the blush on his face turned from wisps to clouds.

"Brother?" Yang Sheng called out tentatively, then pulled a tissue and handed it over.

Xia Zang shook his head, "It's okay."

After receiving the tissue, my fingertips felt a little hot.

So this is... over the top?

Xia Zang spat out the bayberry core, rolled up the tissue and threw it aside.

I tried to reach the chopsticks again, but I couldn't hold it firmly, and the chopsticks rolled to the ground.

"May I ask the waiter to bring you another pair?" Yang Sheng hurriedly helped someone pick up the chopsticks and said with his head raised.

"No need." Xia Zang just handed the cup to Yang Sheng, "I still need wine."

"Brother, you're drunk." Yang Sheng frowned and took the cup, poured a cup of clear tea from the teapot on the other side, and took the wobbly Xia Zang into his arms, "Drink some tea and sober up."

"This, it's not sweet." Xia Zang jumped out word by word with difficulty, but still obediently did not push Yang Sheng away, "I want wine, sweet."

Although this is the case, who dares to refill this "one cup pour"?

Yang Sheng rubbed the back of the person in his arms comfortingly, and softly said a compromise: "Then you drink the tea first, and I'll pour you the wine."

Xia Zang also nodded, took the cup and gulped it down, and stared blankly after drinking it.

"Brother?" Yang Sheng called out.

"En." Xia Zang replied dully.

Yang Sheng broke his shoulders worryingly, and made him face himself, "Do you know who I am?"

"Little hamster." Xia Zang tilted his head, blurted out, and explained against Yang Sheng's puzzled gaze, "Yang Sheng."

Well, it turned out that the little hamster was his nickname.

Yang Sheng swallowed and sighed, but his heart twitched slightly. He had heard of telling the truth after drinking.

So he looked at Xia Zang's slightly trembling eyelashes, his cheeks bursting with red roses under the moonlight, and then his thin lips pursed lightly.

The air is slightly cool, with the water vapor from the river, the spicy smell of grilled fish, and the aroma of bayberry wine that is close at hand.

Yang Sheng felt that he was also drunk, not quite sober.

He asked, "brother, do you hate me?"

Xia Zang's gaze was still blurred, but he seemed to be trying to focus.

"I don't hate it." Xia Zang replied.

Oh, like this.

Yang Sheng couldn't help turning his face away, and giggled silly, and for some reason, he seemed to relax a bit.

Not being hated, which is great.

"I want wine." Xia Zang bit the word sound for emphasis.

It's still... pretty cute.

But Yang Sheng definitely couldn't pour wine for his brother, so he poured another cup of hot tea in front of others.

He picked up the jug by himself, pretended to toast with his brother, and said, "It's boring."

Xia Zang actually believed it, and responded, "It's boring."

The remaining half of the bottle was swirled down the throat, and Xia Zang also drank enough hot tea.

Yang Sheng put down the wine bottle, but lowered his eyes, meeting the clear eyes of the man in his arms.

Immediately withdrew his arm, ahem, it's over.

"This wine is not bad." Xia Zang said, "It's quite sweet."

"Yeah, that's true." Yang Sheng nodded his head, apparently he had no memory of the time he was drunk, "Brother, I'll get you another pair of chopsticks, I accidentally knocked them off."

Seek the right opportunity, get up and run away.

As long as he slips fast enough, there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

"Waiter, please take a pair of chopsticks!"

There was not much rice and grilled fish left, Xia Zang didn't move his chopsticks much, just stared at Yang Sheng to eat.

Perhaps it was too serious, and the little hamster said uncomfortably, "Brother, you eat too."

"Yeah." Xia Zang only responded without moving his chopsticks, "I'm full just now, you eat."

"Then I'll pour you tea." The little hamster reached for the teapot, "...don't stare at me."

"No staring." Xia Zang looked away awkwardly, and got up to get the teapot by himself.

And the little hamster said without saying anything, "Actually, nothing happened just now."

Although it is really not clear what exactly happened, but Xia Zang is not stupid, he must know what happened.

It is estimated that he said something strange, which made the child so amused that the corners of his mouth couldn't move.

Sure enough, you can't drink alcohol in the future, and you can't drink alcohol with low alcohol content.

"Here, are you ready?" Xia Zang took out a tissue and handed it over.

Yang Sheng took it, and nodded obediently: "Sit down a little longer, brother, let the air blow away the smell."

Also, the effect of grilled fish is no worse than that of hot pot, and the wind and stars by the river never disappoint.

"What are your future plans?" When there is nothing to talk about, it is easy to ask some distant and empty questions.

Now, what's your dream?Xia Zang was amused by his old-fashioned official accent, but Yang Sheng listened and sat up a little.

"Get out of the exam." Yang Sheng paused, "Go to the south."

"There are many cities in the south, even here we are in the south." Xia Zang said, but there is no need to say this more.

If Yang Sheng was like him, he only had a general idea of ​​the future.

Passed the exam, but where to go, I don't know.

"I want to go to Guangfu. It's a coastal province, where the 21st parallel north latitude passes through, and it will be very warm in winter." But Yang Sheng blurted out the specifics, "Although we are in the south, we can still freeze our bones in winter."

"That's good." Xia Zang said with a smile, at least better than himself.

Then the little hamster returned the topic to him: "What about you, brother? Where do you want to get in the exam?"

"It's fine if you can go out of the province." Xia Zang said perfunctorily, the south and the north, or just the next province, seems to be fine.

"There are six parallel volunteers for the college entrance examination..." The little hamster snapped his fingers, hesitating to speak.

"What do you want to say?" Xia Zang said lightly.

"I want to tell you to consider going to Guangfu." Yang Sheng put his fingers together, raised his head and said with a smile.

It turned out that he had canine teeth, and his usual smile was not so wide.

Xia Zang calmed down and said, "I will seriously consider it."

Checkout, a total of 88 yuan, is an auspicious number.

Yang Sheng didn't expect the boss to really give him a discount, so he fumbled out a red ticket from his schoolbag and handed it over.

Then the boss gave him sixty, and the young lady beside him frantically pressed the computer.

"Break the bone, I'll charge you forty." The boss raised his eyes lightly and said.

"Then thank you, boss." Yang Sheng said with a smile and cupped his hands.

"Be careful on the way, I won't send them away." The boss said so, but he still walked around the bar and sent them to the doorstep.

The light red lantern at the corner of the eaves was spinning around, Yang Sheng waved to the boss and said, "Let's go."

Then he climbed up the hill together with Xia Zang, and when he reached the spiral corner, he subconsciously grabbed Xia Zang's schoolbag.

"I can't fall." Xia Zang said, but let him grab it, "The boss is still at the door."

"Well, be the welcome lady." Yang Sheng said with a smile, his eyes drifted to the shop door with the lantern hanging and glowing with incandescent light.

The man stood on the steps and seemed to take out another cigarette.

"Boss Lu is very kind to you." Xia Zang said softly.

Yang Sheng nodded, yes, and it's not so good.

In addition to being his boss, he also went to school to act as his parent.

playing his father.

Yang Sheng knew that this meant compensation.

Although reason and morality tell Yang Sheng that the boss doesn't owe him anything, on the contrary, he should thank the boss.

But the boss said, I always feel that I am using your child to make black-hearted money.

So it has been like this, since the winter of the second year of junior high school.

And Yang Sheng hated winter, and it was after that.

The only thing that can dissipate his weird sense of guilt towards his boss is the old man's unscrupulous thoughts and behaviors.

He once taught him to fight and brag, and took him to nightclubs.

Although it was a serious matter of giving away grilled fish and wine, Yang Sheng always felt that he, a sophomore in junior high school, should not bear it.

"After this summer vacation, you will be in the third grade of junior high school. If you don't gain knowledge, you will be stupid." The old man didn't care about this, and wanted to intensify his efforts.

"You'll know it's not a big deal until you've experienced it."

"Only then will you know how to protect yourself."

I don't know where the fallacies came from, and one set followed another.

But Yang Sheng also had to admit that his behavior was affected by these.

For example, the fighting moves taught by the boss are very useful, and 1V7 is not a problem.

It was only at the intersection of the street above that I could hardly get a taxi.

Xia Zang tensed his nerves along the way to see if there was any figure of the family of three.

It wasn't until he got in the car that he breathed a sigh of relief, and fell back on the seat, letting the residual alcohol surge up.

Yang Sheng seemed to be afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so while opening the car window to the maximum, he reached out and squeezed his arm.

"What time is it?" Xia Zang asked.

Yang Sheng freed one hand to take out the fishing net pocket of his schoolbag, and turned his phone and watch around, "Eight twenty."

"I ate for three hours." Xia Zang smiled.

"It's okay, I still have time to review when I go back." Yang Sheng said.

Xia Zang leaned against the back of the chair, unconsciously having a headache.

So without thinking about it, he asked, "Are you happy today?"

It was originally here to let the little hamster relax.

Yang Sheng paused for a moment with the hand pinching his arm, and said, "Happy."

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