V1.Chapter 16

As soon as Xiang Yu and I went upstairs, we saw steamed stuffed buns ordering people to work: "fat man, you dial this garlic; Liu Ji, mix the eggs evenly; Ke Zi, Amoy the rice." Seeing us coming up, steamed stuffed bun pointed to the gas tank: "Qiangzi, who did you change with the big one?"

I grabbed the gas tank, moved it twice and said, "brother Yu, give me a hand and put it on my shoulder." Xiang Yu used only one finger to hook the jar in mid air and asked, "where do you put it?"

"... you take it and go with me." It's hard! He can pull out the mountain. I have to carry a gas tank.

I walked in front and a big man in the back carried our gas tank. Why does it feel so good? I remembered going to baozi's house once. Her old man didn't know our relationship at that time. He also wanted to change the gas tank and asked me to help him carry it on his shoulder. When I carried it on my shoulder, the old man was really pouting.

It's ok now. As soon as my family was out of breath, I asked me to take a taxi to help him change. Like me now, the old guy walked slowly in front of him with his hands on his back. He specially crossed the streets and alleys, and had to stay at the door of someone's house for a while, because the man used to live opposite the steamed stuffed bun's house. He predicted that it would be difficult for the child to find his mother-in-law in the future from the first three months of steamed stuffed bun.

The old man knew the relationship between me and steamed stuffed bun, because once when I went to dinner, the old man talked about football with me. When he was farting, he asked me coldly: "have you tried a new cumin flavor Durex?" I didn't want to casually say, "that's too expensive. We usually use it..." then someone came into the house. The old accountant said as if nothing had happened: "what did that guy say to Zidane?"

It can be seen that my father-in-law Lao Taishan is a strong man. The old guy's thinking can break like a pencil hit by a bullet. Later, I couldn't understand it. He knew that Durex wasn't surprised. How did he think of cumin flavor? Later, when I went to their house in the summer, I found that her mother had body odor.

I suddenly remembered an interesting thing: "brother Yu, did you have children?"

Xiang Yu frowned and said, "a concubine gave birth to two sons for me."

I said with a smile, "so you may be the ancestor of baozi for more than thirty generations."

Xiang Yu immediately stopped and asked me, "what do you mean?"

I realized that I had lost my tongue. If Xiang Yu knew that he was more than 2000 years away from that era, I didn't know what he would do. One thing is certain that he won't stop. If he doesn't do well, he will die again. In this year, he can't die in theory. I can't stand playing infinite rebirth with me.

My idea is to teach him to drive slowly. No matter how smart Chu overlord is, he was a person thousands of years ago. In addition, I deliberately don't teach well. It will take half a year to learn that level of steamed stuffed bun. At that time, I will spend some oil money, take him around the primary school campus and give him a "happy but not worried" Fragrant car beauty, the car is always ahead. You've seen beautiful women model the car, but you've never seen a car as a foil for beautiful women.

In other words, although it has been thousands of years here, Xiang Yu only left Yu Ji for a few days, so it's not surprising that a successful man like him likes to have a first love, which is understandable.

I casually perfunctorily said a few words. When I got to the place where I changed the gas, I went in to pay. The boss's son in grade 4 of primary school came back. He patted a basketball in his hand. When he saw Xiang Yu, he looked up parallel to the ground and said curiously, "uncle, do you play basketball?"

Xiang Yu looked down at him and walked away - I think he was afraid of trampling the child to death.

The child patted the basketball and asked innocently, "how far can you throw this?" Then he threw the basketball to Xiang Yu. After Xiang Yu caught it, he was stunned. In order not to let the child pester him again, he threw it at random. The basketball had an arc like wings, and there was no shadow. The child began to wait for it naively with his eyes open. It had been two minutes since I paid the money. The child sat on the ground and cried loudly.

... I paid the unlucky child 50 yuan and complained about Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu said innocently, "I didn't work hard." Then I tossed the gas tank back and forth. My heart was frightened and said, "this can't be photographed -"

That night, no TV in the city could be received. After maintenance, an unidentified object that looked like a basketball was found in the key part of the receiver of the TV Tower.

When we went back, they basically finished all the work in their hands. There was a smell of garlic in Qin Shihuang's mouth. I wondered how there could be such an emperor. He had to taste one garlic. The emperor who added an emperor next to the insect word didn't come with him?

Liu Bang is really good at mixing. A bowl of egg juice has been mixed like a Tai Chi circle by him. He is still mixing there. He is flattering and laughing without beating. He doesn't know what he is talking to steamed stuffed buns. The bad thing is that steamed stuffed bun is not a beauty. When a man accosts her, she won't think much at all. It has something to do with her looking in the mirror every day.

But from the back, steamed stuffed bun and Li Shishi are definitely two top models. Steamed stuffed bun is less than 2 cm higher than Li Shishi. Different from Li Shishi's devil figure, the curve of steamed stuffed bun seems to have a divinity, just like a flawless porcelain. When placed in a beam of sunshine, it looks half bright and half dark, and the visible dust slowly moves under the cylindrical light... Let's say so, As soon as you see it, you have to think: this room should be cleaned, too——

Li Shishi gave the washed food code to the steamed stuffed bun. The steamed stuffed bun carried a knife like flying and said, "Qiangzi, it's all right. Your man can play poker and have dinner later."

I pinched a pair of poker and waved with a sad face: "you all come into this house with me." I called all four people, including Liu Bang, to the steamed stuffed bun and Mr. Li's bedroom. They looked at me one by one. This time, they understood that steamed stuffed bun said "play". They used to get surprises from time to time. They had never focused on what I played. I guess with their current mentality, They wouldn't be surprised if I turned my slippers into a ditch Bangzi smoked chicken.

I slammed the poker on the table and said, "play, you guys."

Each of the four guys took a few, and then looked at each other. Jing Ke looked at a square lump for a long time and said, "it seems that the villain can't move." Qin Shihuang put the poker in front of his nose and smelled it. I quickly gathered up the cards in their hands, because they wanted to taste the salty when they saw the greasy cards.

I said the rules without hope at all. Jing Ke took a heart 3 and put it on the table. Liu Bang also took a random one and looked at it. It fell on the table. It was a plum blossom 4. Qin Shihuang took a heart 2 and flew on the table. He rushed to Liu Bang who stared at him and said, "look at SA (what) pinch. You're hungry than you." Xiang Yu was even more unique. He turned over the cards and picked out the big ghost and pressed it on the top.

I was surprised to find that these people really understood the basic rules.

In fact, I made a mistake. I always thought they were not as intelligent as me. In fact, even if Jing ER was stupid, it was not easy. Zhao Benshan could fool people and laugh, and Jing ER was stupid enough to fool fan Yuqi to death. Who's better?

I washed the cards and played ordinary top home with them. In the meantime, I helped yingpang correct the problem of taking two cards at a time and Liu Bang's habit of watching human cards. I played two cards in five minutes, and I actually lost two!

Ah, luckily I didn't tell them the rules for the losers to pay tribute.