Liangzi, like the policeman in Xiao Min's family, was also in the suburbs of the countryside, and there was still a corn field next to it that was unattended by anyone. This was the first time Peng Cheng came to his house. There was a large sloppy area. He was obviously more familiar with the corn field, but he was not at all friendly. It seemed that there was nothing there, nothing.

The Liangzi family's house is a dangerous house that is aged. The steps of the stairs are worn too much and the concrete layer outside is peeled off. It is still the same as the steps built outside the main building. The houses built over the years have never been like this anymore. The edges and corners of the house have become round, and the steps peeled off have become very narrow. It's fine for women. When men walk, they always look very embarrassed, and their hip bones are swaying back and forth.

Liangzi's family lives on the fourth floor, holding Dongdashan. The sunlight pours in from the small window in the middle. It is drying the door, making the vermilion paint on the door, layer by layer, like the old lady's shriveled face, wrinkled layer by layer. Peng Cheng pushed open the door and hurriedly covered the dazzling sunlight with his hands. As for the sunlight, it is easy to basically do anything! This room seems to have been unavailable for a long time. I don't know what rubber strips are hanging on the window, floating outside the glass.

"Liangzi, no one lives in your house?"

"Well, no one, my dad and my grandma live, and my dad will starve to death if he lives by himself."

"Then there is no one in your house, why don't you come back?"

Peng Cheng tilted his head and looked at the big house on the right. It was placed neatly, the furniture was in old style, and the mottled wood grain should be called a cabinet, right? He was a little surprised. It was basically the most popular in the 1980s, and now it always had some black scars. The curtains were probably not opened for a long time, and there was a smell of dust in the room, a very familiar way of accepting it.

"I'm back? Then I'll starve to death?"

Liangzi turned back from the balcony and took a dilapidated mop. The house has been untied for a long time, but he seemed at ease. The mop was soaked that it was not so stubborn that it was not so stubborn. He tried to rub the ground twice, and the dark red floor was exposed, which was indeed better. Both of them laughed when they saw this. Peng Cheng looked very proud, while Liangzi spoke shyly: "Brother Peng, we have nothing at home. I'll go sell some food! Let's have some drinks."

Peng Cheng just picked up the remote control placed on the bed. After hearing Liangzi say this, he took out money from his pocket and said, "Oh Liangzi, can you watch TV?"

"Yes, brother." Liangzi hurriedly plugged in the TV and took the money and left.

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About thirty minutes later, Liangzi came back with spicy duck goods and beer. In the next three days, neither of them left the house again and stayed in the house until the money was gone, and the garbage became smelly. There was also news from the bathhouse that Fan Tao was also fired.

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"Has he fired?" Before the nuclear weapons on both sides had time to take action, why was it like this? It was really puzzled.

Peng Cheng resigned, and Liangzi and his little brothers stopped doing it. Waterloo! The bathhouse suddenly lost a male employee of a class, and no waiter came the next day. In desperation, he could only transfer half of the waiter from another class to come. Such a big deal must have to wake up the boss. Fan Tao was implicated because he could not manage his subordinates well, so that the waiter resigned collectively. Any boss would be the first to let him get out with the little guys who were looking for trouble.

After receiving the last month's salary, Peng Cheng took the uprising boys to have a meal at the Sichuan hotpot restaurant next to him. When he arrived at the place, he called Beibei to come over. Halfway through the meal, Peng Cheng received a call from Fan Tao. He glanced at him and raised his phone proudly, letting everyone present see who leaked the first, which was so happy. Finally, he answered: "Hey!"

"It's time to eat!"

"We are the people!"

"Then you come!"

Peng Cheng is not a petty person, so it is inevitable to invite Fan Tao, but unexpectedly, Fan Tao actually came.

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Peng Cheng was not able to drink enough, and soon he started to live a long and wasted life. He was so fucked with meat, and he nodded repeatedly to Fan Tao. He told Fan Tao that he was just using it to scare him, and he never thought of telling him, and he would never tell anyone in his life, so he was not as good as Fan Tao. The key is that if he told this, would he still be a man?

Peng Cheng hugged Fan Tao's neck, and kept the wine bottle. Both of them were talking, but they didn't listen to what the other party said. He kept shouting at Fan Tao. He heard what I said, but Fan Tao was still talking about his own. Peng Cheng suddenly sat up straight, his eyes flashed with the glory of the tricks, and looked at the people around him. He didn't look at Fan Tao who was still living in vain.

Liangzi was holding his big lips' neck, and the couple couldn't see what they were doing when they touched and searched. Almost everyone was talking to the people around him. Seeing that Peng Cheng seemed to have recovered a little, Beibei reached out to get the bottle of wine in his hand, which made him hug him tighter and reluctant to let go: "Wife, please let me drink a little more."

No matter how much prayer is, it is just a matter of leaving some face for herself. Beibei looked at his face and felt no sense of superiority. She knew that she hadn't really stopped him yet. If she really stopped him, she might be able to do anything!

Peng Cheng turned his face to look, pulled Fan Tao's neck to his mouth, and he spoke in a low voice, making Fan Tao unable to hear clearly. In desperation, he blocked his mouth with a bottle of wine. No one noticed what they were saying, but Fan Tao suddenly stared at him with his eyes wide open, looking very strange.

As I sat closest, Beibei vaguely heard something, Beijing, no money, boss, total, isn’t it just that I don’t have money? Why are you back? You can’t even make a sentence, and you don’t think something is wrong.

The two men stared at each other, their eyes full of stories. Then, Peng Cheng smiled, then turned around and held Beibei's hand tightly. He drank too much, and for a while his mind was not clear. He seemed willing to look at these brothers holding him. He looked at Liangzi holding his big lips. They were about the same height, almost fat and thin, and about the same physical shape. Now they twisted together, Liangzi seemed very troubled. Suddenly, Peng Cheng stood up and generously said his famous saying again: "When our buddy was broken, if you ran away, it would be nothing good."
Chapter completed!