Seeing that the blind man was gone, the black bandit couldn't tease him anymore. At this time, he saw Shaoqiu staying alone at the wine table, picking at his fingernails in boredom. The black bandit then called Shaoqiu over and asked Shaoqiu to take the blind man's football-sized wine glass and continue to drink the wine that the blind man did not dare to drink.
Shaoqiu had never been familiar with alcohol, and his capacity for drinking was pitifully small. Not to mention drinking, just smelling the odor of alcohol emitting from this high-quality liquor was already unbearable. However, the black bandit is like a king in the deserted village. Who can challenge him? It goes without saying what the consequences will be if he offends him.
He had to go because people also wanted him to go over at this time. Otherwise, they would be the ones who would have to drink with the gangster. Shaoqiu then sat over. The black bandit looked very fierce when facing Shaoqiu. His face was as black as iron, almost like the sky about to rain. He didn't know what terrible things would be brewing.
Shaoqiu had to sit opposite him, and people were laughing at this moment, and there were many people who praised Shaoqiu. It was all thanks to Shaoqiu, otherwise it would be the people who would suffer. Faced with such a big cup, and it was full of high-quality liquor, if he really drank it all, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In addition, Shaoqiu has always been in poor health and is ill. Now when facing this wine, he has to cough for a while. It was a last resort to work for the gangster. Otherwise, if she offended the gangster, something might happen to Xiaohua, so she bit the bullet and picked bricks for the gangster for a day.
At this time, I saw that the black bandit wanted to drink by himself. The doctor had already said that he must not drink a drop of wine because of his disease. Otherwise, he would not be able to cure the disease. But at this time, I saw Xiaohua appearing here for some reason, and the onlookers were standing outside the black gangster's house. If I didn't even dare to drink this glass of wine, what impression would it have on Xiaohua?
Once he doesn't drink this wine, won't he become a loser in Xiaohua's eyes? There are quite a few people who pursue Xiaohua in the deserted village. How can he give in in front of Xiaohua at this time? However, Shaoqiu also knew that his condition was dangerous and he could not drink this wine, otherwise, he might be in serious trouble.
But when she was thinking this, Xiaohua went out with her mouth full, as if she was very ashamed of Shaoqiu. She didn't dare to drink a glass of wine. What would she do when she got to the battlefield and faced a million troops? , shouldn’t we have to run away? So Xiaohua looked down on Shaoqiu very much. He had no masculinity at all. Is such a person worthy of being her own man?
However, Aunt Hua pulled Xiaohua in from the outside again at this time, stood behind Shaoqiu, and monitored him, as if she wanted him to get some air no matter what, so she must drink the glass of wine. Shaoqiu looked at Xiaohua at this time, and Xiaohua's face was quite bright, as if she was saying that as long as Shaoqiu drank this glass of wine, she would be his wife.
Faced with such a situation, Shaoqiu hesitated for a moment. If he didn't drink up the wine, what a cowardly impression he would have left in front of the people in the deserted village. Then everyone could come to their own door and openly talk to him. women go to bed or something. In order to avoid that kind of thing happening, Shaoqiu had to drink up the wine no matter what. What's more, in the commotion at this time, he had already forgotten the doctor's words.
The black bandit was holding a thumb-sized cup, which contained just some Sprite. He took a sip, and his face looked extremely ugly. It seemed that what he drank was not Sprite, but rather wine. Seeing that the black bandit was drinking, someone came up to him and persuaded Shaoqiu, insisting that he also drink the football-sized glass of wine.
"Look at you, everyone has drank this wine, but you haven't touched a drop of wine. This doesn't make sense." Someone said.
"Yes, you are so unreasonable and still want to hang out in a deserted village. Go away and never return to a deserted village." Someone said.
Since people are talking like this, and Xiaohua is standing in front of him with a very ugly face, he is afraid that Shaoqiu will just listen to people's words and leave, which would be bad. Shaoqiu thought that Xiaohua liked him. Otherwise, why would he give himself flowers and some delicious things?
In order to stay in the deserted village and for Xiaohua, Shaoqiu had to drink up the wine no matter what. Otherwise, wouldn't it become a rebellion in the deserted village? But when he was about to drink, Shaoqiu felt a burst of discomfort in his chest again and started coughing. However, people didn't seem to take Shaoqiu's cough seriously, and even kept trying to persuade him to drink the wine. Do not drink it.
Shaoqiu held up the football-sized wine glass, but he couldn't lift it because it was too heavy. However, in order not to make a fool of himself in front of people, he had no choice but to lift the wine glass. Just lifting this wine glass is already an incredible feat. At this moment, he is like a weightlifting champion lifting hundreds or thousands of pounds of weight. His legs are already trembling. If it weren't for the existence of the little flower, this would be the same as The wine glass fell to the ground together.
"Drink." Someone persuaded with a smile.
"Yeah, drink it quickly." Someone echoed.
Shaoqiu stood in front of people tremblingly, holding the football-sized wine glass. He didn't know what to do, whether he was drinking or not drinking. At this moment, the black bandit came forward with a thumb-sized cup filled with Sprite, touched Shaoqiu's cup lightly, and said, "I'll do it first as a token of respect."
After saying this, the black bandit drank the "wine" in one gulp. After drinking it, he made a face, as if he was really drinking, and the taste of the wine was extremely bitter and spicy. At this time, the gangster's woman came over from nowhere and kept persuading her man to drink less. "Drinking too much wine will harm your health."
The gangster was still drunk after drinking a cup of "wine" as big as his thumb. No, he couldn't stop talking drunkenly and even scolded his own mother. "Black bandit, I will fuck your old mother!"
Of course, hearing the black bandit's behavior, he had a pitiful amount of alcohol. He actually became drunk after drinking such a small glass of "wine", and everyone burst into laughter. Amidst the laughter, the black bandit fell drunk under the table. Seeing that there were a lot of bones under the table, he started gnawing at them like a dog.
"You'll die if you chop off your head. You can't eat this!" The black bandit's woman came forward and knocked the bones off the black bandit's hand, cursing.
However, the black bandit seemed reluctant to part with the bone for a moment, and actually started to cry when he saw his woman beating him. While crying, he went to the back of the room and lay down in a remote corner. He lay down for a while and said that he was going to sleep.
It wasn't until he was bitten by a dog that he got out from under the table and treated the wound briefly. Seeing that Shaoqiu still didn't leave, he continued to drink with Shaoqiu. Seeing the black bandit crawling out from under the table, someone poured "wine" for the black bandit. The black bandit held the wine glass that was only the size of his thumb and clinked it with Shaoqiu's football-sized wine glass. He raised his neck and said, "I'll do it first again out of respect."
Seeing that this was not the case, Uncle Feng was sitting aside to watch the excitement. At this time, he rushed out of the gangster's house, but was accidentally blocked by something under the door, and he fell to his death. Shang even dropped one of his front teeth. It kept spinning on the ground for a while, and fell into the hands of a puppy, who kept playing with it.
Uncle Feng didn't care about his teeth anymore and ran away quickly. Not far away, a woman was calling for her child. The sun didn't know what happened at this time, and it suddenly became dimmer, as if the night had come to the world ahead of time.
A gust of wind swept across the deserted village uncontrollably. Many tree leaves fell down one after another, like snowflakes floating between the sky and the earth. The river water also flowed backwards for unknown reasons at this time. This is really like the end of the world.
But Shaoqiu was still sitting at his table. Seeing that it was not a problem, he wanted to slip out, but people followed him immediately and caught him. It would be impossible to run away at this time. Countless hands grabbed his clothes and even tore them, but people didn't let go yet. If Shaoqiu ran away, then the gangster would have to find another person to drink with.
People carried Shaoqiu back to the table, facing the gangster, smelling the alcohol in the football-sized wine glass in front of them, and suddenly didn't know what to do. And a fool, in order to prevent Shaoqiu from escaping, rushed forward and hugged his legs. If Shaoqiu tried to escape for a moment, he might not be able to escape.
Shaoqiu still remembers that when he was a child, when he was grazing cattle in the mountains, this fool stood in front of him with a hatchet on his back. But for some reason, he saw a pile of cow dung on the roadside and seemed to want to see how he could stuff it into it. What kind of situation was in Shaoqiu's mouth? So he grabbed the cow dung on the roadside and put it into Shaoqiu's mouth unreasonably.
Shaoqiu cried at that time. Unexpectedly, at this moment, this fool would hug his feet again in front of the black bandit. For a moment, he really didn't know what to do.
"I've already clinked glasses with you, but you're so good, yet you still want to escape?" someone said angrily.
"Yeah, drink it." Someone said.
There was no other way, Shaoqiu looked at Xiaohua, and Xiaohua stood in front of him with a smile on his face. It seemed that he would be too sorry if he didn't drink the wine at this time. What's more, Xiao Hua came forward and gave herself a small flower.
Shaoqiu drank the entire football-sized bottle of wine. However, when he woke up, he found that he was lying in the house, and it was completely dark outside the house, and he could only hear the sound of rain falling continuously.
And a kind-hearted old woman stood in front of him, constantly persuading him, "Why do you have to drink so much wine?" After hearing the old woman's words, Shaoqiu got up from the bed again, vomiting. He vomited out all the wine he drank in his stomach.
