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Shang Qingyun's face was a bit distorted, and said: "I really don't remember the specific situation. I just remember that a little fat man 19 years ago... stood in front of me with snowflakes and cold wind blowing... Then I I found that the top of the little fat man’s head was already empty. At that time, his eyes were not good. I thought... the snowflakes fell on the little fat man’s head and it didn’t melt. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that he was already bald... "

Jiang Changbin’s smile froze suddenly: "Brother Shang...you..."

"Hahahaha... just kidding."

Shang Qingyun laughed, and finally made Jiang Changbin a joke. He was in a good mood and said more.

"I'll just book a small restaurant in front, where I often go, the taste is good."

Jiang Changbin pointed forward, and then sighed: "Brother Shang, you said I...what an official, going to those high-end places, it is uncomfortable, just taking pictures, hey... Besides, you don’t need money for meals. What's more, it's even more uncomfortable! I, Jiang Changbin, is the kind of person who can't afford to eat cheap meals?"

Shang Qingyun's face was plain and noncommittal.

"Besides, I'm such a big cadre, can I eat whatever you want? Those people are just like a dog."

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Jiang Changbin snorted and patted his chest: "I'm a model of righteousness, two sleeves, breeze, self-denial and integrity!"

"Hey." Shang Qingyun sighed.

I feel like this guy has so many words.

"So I simply let people order this roadside farmhouse..."

Jiang Changbin leaned in Shang Qingyun's ear: "...This shop was actually opened by my brother-in-law's brother-in-law, hehehe...Shang brother, please take care of it in the future."

Shang Qingyun suddenly became angry, stretched out his hand and clicked on him a few times. He couldn't laugh or cry: "Have a long time, are you waiting for me here?"

"Don't worry about eating here."

While talking, I have arrived at the small restaurant, opened the door and walked in, Jiang Changbin said coarsely: "Sixth! Xiaoliu! How about the prepared dishes?"

"Ready, I am ready."

A young man ran out wearing an apron with a smile on his face: "Brother Jiang, I have prepared this meal for you for three days!"

"Fuck you! Three days ago I didn't know that I would come to your place for dinner. Besides, can the ingredients you prepared three days ago be fresh?"

Jiang Changbin relentlessly debunked: "You kid don't come to this one! I tell you, if the food is a little bit unpalatable tonight, I will revoke your license!"

"Oh, hey... it must be delicious when you come."

The young man laughed: "If it doesn't taste good, you don't need to revoke my license and leave a meal for the two of them. You can just click me!"

"You kid knows that your mouth is slippery!"

Jiang Changbin laughed and said: "Walk around and go to the room. Today, you, Brother Jiang, I have a lot of money, so I will directly cover your small restaurant. Don’t receive other guests anymore. Let me tell you that we are both masters. In case you get drunk and go crazy, other people can't stop our three punches. This is the truth, don't take it seriously!"

"Go on."

The young man agreed: "Brother Jiang, you are here, of course I want to serve you with all my heart. As for the others...who is that? I don't know hahahaha..."

"Fuck off, don't hurry up and cook! You know you are good."

Jiang Changbin laughed and cursed.

Shang Qingyun said indifferently: "No wonder there is no one else to eat in this store. If you dare, you can just book it when you come?"

"Brother Shang, please drink, you must make a reservation!" Jiang Changbin slapped his chest, and then laughed: "But I'm a big shot...hey, hey..."

"Virtue!"

Shang Qingyun finally couldn't help but laugh and curse, and followed Jiang Changbin into the room.

In fact, the moment Jiang Changbin entered the room... he vaguely felt that he seemed to have forgotten a major event?

What have you forgotten?

Inferior to Jiang Changbin's thinking, Shang Qingyun had already come in, so Jiang Changbin didn't have time to think about what he had forgotten, and began to entertain him to make sure he didn't miss any flaws.

But the inexplicable feeling in my heart is still lingering.

"What exactly...forgot?"

I have had three rounds of wine and five flavors of food.

Jiang Changbin suddenly remembered, slapped his thigh with a slap, and lost his voice: "It's broken, it's broken!"

When Shang Qingyun saw this, he couldn't help but wonder, and looked up: "What's broken?"

Jiang Changbin looked remorseful and sighed again and again, which was terrible.

He finally remembered what he had forgotten—before it was Tu Wanquan, he once asked the old principal to look at him, hoping to have a rough estimate of the results of this battle, and the old principal recommended Zuo Xiaoduo , It is quite respected.

I patronized and gathered the manpower for this battle. I was so busy that day, I didn’t even have a chance to eat a meal. I forgot to make Zuo Xiao look more and look at the situation...

Obviously, the old principal told himself several times on this matter!

I forgot!

But now I have been against Shang Qingyun, and it's already this time, the arrow is on the string, why not send anything, it's too late.

"Just thinking about drinking, forget that there is still something in the game that needs me to deal with..."

Jiang Changbin gave a strong smile: "But now it's already this time, it must be late, then it can only be forgotten, wait for tomorrow to deal with, come, come, brother, let's take another walk."

But I sighed comfortably in my heart.

How can this matter?

Suddenly I feel a little unstable...

……

Just when Shang Qingyun and Jiang Changbin started drinking, Zuo Xiaoduo's house also had dinner.

"Sister Xiaonian, did you remind Teacher Mu?"

"Remind, I have said it several times."

"Well, that's good. It's not easy for her to fly in and out of trouble, but as long as she avoids it in advance, she can turn into good fortune and die."

Zuo Xiaoduo grabbed the steamed buns and chewed it like a hungry ghost alive, but in the blink of an eye, Wu Yuting just picked up a chopsticks dish, and even before she could swallow it, Zuo Changlu's drink was still After the kung fu in his throat, Zuo Xiaoduo has already eaten twelve buns!

Zuo Xiaonian's eyebrows were crooked, and there was only one thought to laugh.

Zuo Changlu and Wu Yuting were speechless, only sighed softly.

"From now on, both of us will be professional pig farmers."

Wu Yuting brought her son a bowl of steamed buns, shaking her head and sighing.

"Yu Ting, you really value a pig too much."

Zuo Changlu squinted: "Pig, how can there be such an eatable?!"

"Haha..."

Zuo Xiaonian finally couldn't help it, and she sang aloud.

And at this moment...

Zuo Xiaoduo’s face suddenly changed, and his legs were clamped tightly. The whole body appeared unnaturally stiff, his eyes protruding, two hands pressed the table tightly, one in his mouth Mantou propped his cheeks into a gas toad, and he didn't even chew.

"What's wrong with this?"

Wu Yuting was startled when she saw this, and blurted out.

Zuo Xiaoduo's expression at this time is very strange, his brows frowned tightly, as if he wanted to talk, but his mouth was full of steamed buns, and he couldn't speak for a long while.

"This...this is not...sudden diarrhea, right?"

Wu Yuting was uncertain, and then said: "Zuo Xiaoduo, I can tell you, if you are really like that, go to the bathroom as soon as possible... Don't be disgusting at the dinner table."

Zuo Xiaonian became more and more happy, almost laughing.

Zuo Xiaoduo maintained this weird posture for a full half a minute before finally relaxing a little bit, chewing the steamed bun in his mouth with difficulty, squashing it, and swallowing it hard. .

Just then he said: "What a pit... It's that Lao Shi suddenly came again, there is no sign at all, how can I beware."

This sentence immediately made Wu Yuting and Zuo Xiaonian's faces a little exciting.

Zuo Xiaonian's face blushed, but it was not easy to beat him at this moment, so he rolled his eyes and looked at him one by one, and said: "You are... controlling your true Qi and not breaking through the bridge of heaven and earth? Dantian?"

"Yes...ah..."

The feeling is still coming in waves at this time. It is already very difficult for Zuo Xiaoduo to try his best. He is still very hungry, so he has to hold the steamed buns and chew slowly. A steamed bun, stunned. Can eat for more than twenty seconds!

This eating speed is still very fast for ordinary people, but Zuo Xiaoduo is definitely the slowest eating speed in his eating history, and it is definitely the first time ever!

"How many times have you been?" Zuo Xiaonian asked curiously.

"I don't remember the exact number of times, but there are more than a dozen times..."

Zuo Xiaoduo looked at his arm~IndoMTL.com~In his feeling, his dantian has become a balloon that may explode at any time, and the meridians all over his body seem to be swollen. But from the outside, there is still nothing strange.

"A dozen times..." Zuo Xiaonian thoughtfully.

"Sister, how many times did you hold back then?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked as he struggled with the true energy in his body, while eating.

"At that time..."

Zuo Xiaonian rolled his eyes and said: "Many times, I forgot the specific times, who has nothing to remember that stuff!"

"Many many times..."

Zuo Xiaoduo instinctively understood that he had to far exceed his current times, so he couldn't help but work harder.

I was already so far behind Niannianmao, if I couldn't even surpass her, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up even more in the future.

Ms. Qin has said repeatedly that the more innate pulse pulses, the more beneficial it will be to oneself, and the more accumulated root accumulation will be!

Thinking about it this way, a force suddenly appeared inexplicably, and suddenly all the restless aura was pressed back into the dantian.

As soon as this tossing came to an end, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly felt relieved, and started to grab the steamed buns and ate wildly. The eating speed was a bit faster than when he was at the highest speed.

Zuo Xiaonian's eyebrows are crooked, holding a bowl of porridge, and she drank the porridge very elegantly and quietly. A few hairs fell down and reflected on the delicate, almost transparent cheeks.

The eyeballs are concentrated on the congee and noodles, my heart said, I don’t tell him, I suppressed it seven or eight times that year... Let this kid do it, anyway, the longer you hold it, the better...

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