Chapter 292

Chen Mo doesn't know how much Li mubai listens to his words, but he is addicted to his mouth. At the same time, he feels that he has pulled back a game in Li mubai.

So even if he got a kick, it made him very happy.

The next night, in order to reward everyone for their recent hard work, he decided to treat everyone to a good meal.

Old place, old white barbecue!

There are not many people. There are seven old ghost three brothers, monkey, Ma Liu, Zhang Aimin and Chen mo. Zhao Kuo didn't come, not that Chen Mo didn't call him, but that he quit smoking and drinking since he came back from Wuyishan, becoming a model of a good man.

At this time, Baijiang city is in winter, and it is cold outside. The private room of Laobai barbecue is hot and smoky.

Chen Mo keeps talking and laughing with the six people. At the same time, he is also secretly observing. He wants to see how the relationship between the six people is. If they can't get along well, they should pay more attention to things in the future.

The wine table is also a kind of culture, from which you can see many small details that are difficult to find at ordinary times, especially after drinking wine, the things you can hide at ordinary times will show your feet.

The youngest can't see anything. He is neither cold nor hot to anyone. He never takes the initiative to ask for a toast. No one takes the initiative to ask him for a drink. He drinks by himself.

The monkey is very open. As long as he drinks, he asks to take the initiative to accompany him for a drink. He is heartless and heartless. It is estimated that he is the first to drink.

Ma Liu is very cautious. Besides taking the initiative to find Chen Mo for a drink, he doesn't take the initiative to find others to drink. But as long as someone comes to him, he will accompany him. From time to time, he has to talk about a few meat jokes to liven up the atmosphere.

The old ghost pretends a little and drinks selectively. Except Chen Mo, he only drinks a full cup with Ma Liu and Zhang Aimin. When drinking with others, he basically takes a sip.

The third man is the most unrestrained. He plays in a circle continuously. After three circles, he is still not satisfied. He drinks and eats meat. The people at the table are the loudest and noisy.

The most awkward is Zhang Aimin. He wants to be both a bitch and a memorial archway. Some of them hold their identity of "boss", but they also want to get together with people.

None of this escaped Chen Mo's eyes.

When the wine was half drunk, the third man came to his strength, stood up with a pudgy body, pedaled one leg on the chair, took up the wine glass and looked like a heroic sky. He said, "men don't drink, they can't make good friends. There is neither father nor son nor his mother's boss on the wine table. All the people sitting today are friends and good friends, don't you think? "

Monkey and horse six agreed and said yes.

The third raised the glass over his head and said, "since you are friends, I suggest you have three drinks together!"

One cup is two liang, and three cups are six Liang. Chen Mo has seen the old three's drinking capacity. Drinking is similar to drinking water. It seems that he is completely open today.

"Mr. Mo, do you think so?" The third asked.

When the wine shop drinks to this level, drink three more cups and pour at least half of the table. Chen Mo suggests not to drink so hard. There will be an afterplay later.

The third shook his head, waved his hand and said, "you can find a woman at any time, but you can't drink wine. You must drink your feelings."

Zhang Aimin said, "the third brother, drink more."

"Deep feelings are boring, and shallow feelings are licking. I have to have three drinks with you. You can watch and drink. " The third said reluctantly.

The third man looked embarrassed when he saw all the people at the table. He immediately smiled triumphantly. He said, "well, I'll say a word every time I drink a glass of wine. If you don't care, you'll be free. I won't stop."

"What three words would you say?" Chen Mo asks curiously.

The third man shook his head and said, "Whoever doesn't drink the first cup is my father!" Then the third raised his neck and worked to the end.

Chen MOTU was stunned. The third was drunk!

When Chen Mo was in a daze, the others were stunned and looked at each other. For a moment, they were angry and became a little embarrassed. Finally, the youngest took the lead in holding up the wine glass, then Ma Liu, then the old ghost, monkey, Zhang Aimin

Everyone drank the wine in the glass without saying a word.

The third is overjoyed and starts pouring wine for everyone again. Chen Mo finds that he doesn't pour much for the old ghost. Sure enough, he is a brother.

The third man picked up the glass again and said, "the second cup, who doesn't drink, whose father am I!"

Chen Mo can't help frowning. This is a little too much, but he sees the old ghost first pick up the glass, and then the youngest.

Looking at Ma Liu, the monkey and Zhang Aimin looked at themselves one after another. Chen Mo endured and drank the wine in the glass.

After two glasses of wine in a row, Chen Mo's stomach is hot. Looking at others, he can't get there. His cheeks are bulging, as if he would spit out at any time.

The third man filled the third glass of wine for everyone, picked up the glass and said, "the third cup, the one who drinks is his father who doesn't drink!"

Chen Mo vaguely sees some eyebrows. This time, the wine in the youngest's glass is one thumb less than others. The third is filling wine deliberately in this way, and they are very clear with each other.

It seems that the two teams can't integrate. Maybe the third is also reminding himself in this way not to match the two groups of people together.

But does the third have such a brain?

Chen Mo grits his teeth, drinks the third glass of wine, then looks at the old ghost and finds that the old ghost is looking at himself.

After the third cup of wine, Zhang Aimin and the monkey rushed out for the first time. The youngest also lay on the table. Chen Mo bit his teeth and took a breath. He said to the old ghost, "old ghost, come on, let's have three cups!"

The old ghost gave a "goo" in his throat and almost sprayed out his stomach. He quickly waved his hand and said, "no, no, I can't drink anymore."

Chen Mo put away the kind smile on his face, "can you drink the third toast, but you can't drink it if I toast? You are the eldest brother of the third and youngest. It's too embarrassing. "

He deliberately said "the third and the youngest brother" very seriously, reminding the old ghost of his position.

The old ghost was frightened and said, "Mr. Mo, I really can't drink."

Chen Mo filled the old ghost with wine and said frankly, "I understand what you mean by three glasses of wine. I'll give you three glasses of wine alone to let you understand what I mean."

After that, Chen Mo drank it up, and then looked at the old ghost with the breath of wine turned up. The old ghost gasped and looked at Chen mo. his hand holding the cup trembled a little. Chen Mo didn't understand what he meant, but as a person who wants to be famous in the thief world, he can't lose his skills, and he can't lose his courage.

At the same time, Chen Mo is amazed at his ability to see people and things. He even saw that the third was speaking on behalf of himself and guessed the meaning, so he had to drink this wine!

In fact, what the old ghost wants to express is very simple. He disdains to be with petty thieves such as Zhang Aimin, Ma Liu and monkeys. What he wants to do is a big thief. Like Ouyang Wanli, no one knows about thieves.

What does Chen Mo's three glasses of wine mean? The old ghost is dizzy and can't figure it out for a moment, but one thing is certain that Chen Mo is not unhappy.

When Chen Mo finishes the third glass of wine, everyone on the table has climbed down. It's not like drinking, it's more like drinking life. He fainted and walked to the door of the hotel with his head holding the wall. When the cold wind blew, the things in his stomach surged up. Finally, he couldn't help vomiting. He felt that he was about to vomit all his internal organs.

When everything returned to normal, he leaned against the wall, looked up and felt his face cool. Squinting, the sky was full of snowflakes.

This is a heavy snow! Heavy snow like velvet!

He took a deep breath of smoke. The smoke and snowflakes mixed together, and the world became a little psychedelic. A car parked on the side of the road had the window open, and a woman was sitting in it, looking at herself.

Chen Mo grinned and waved to her.

The window closed, then drove away slowly, and soon disappeared into the gorgeous night. Looking at the direction where the car disappeared, Chen Mo felt dizzy and staggered at his feet. Just when he was about to fall, a powerful arm supported him.

"You drank too much."

Chen Mo looked up at each other, smiled and said, "did I almost die?"