Mohe put dumplings into the boiling water and covered the lid. "I ask for advice. Now, is I one of our own or an outsider for Pan Hui?"
Wife of shop-owner laughed. "I also think you should be one of our own. After all, people who can bring her into this house can never be outsiders, but I have to doubt these days. Maybe you are neither one of our own nor an outsider to her. If you really want to make it clear, you should be one of our friends."
Mohe slightly one leng and then smile to cover up his eyes consternation.
He had to admire the boss’s wife’s eyes.
Indeed, perhaps for Pan Hui, he is really a friend of Chi Cong. After all, since Pan Hui was able to accept him to follow him around, it was because he had saved Chi Cong’s life and Chi Cong was an absolute friend of his own, so everyone who was not himself was reluctant to become a friend of his own.
nothing more/that’s all./nothing beyond/this only goes so far
Chapter 32 Time is quiet (1)
New Year’s Eve finally came in the noisy fireworks.
Pan Hui sat on the roof and looked at the blooming of one gorgeous bouquet after another in the night, feeling that the years were quiet and good.
Duane put a pot of sake and several cups on the stone table in the courtyard. He didn’t mean to accompany Pan Hui to watch the fireworks.
Mohe looked around, and the two men were a little puzzled by what state they were in. They strolled to the stone table and sat down without waiting for Duane to say hello. They poured themselves a glass of wine and sighed, "Good wine!"
Duane chuckled and raised his hand to fill Mohe and made another "please" gesture. He took the lead in gulping down the sake in the cup and looked up at night as if he were enjoying this rare fireworks event.
The proprietress came over with the box and put all kinds of cakes in the box on the stone table. "Don’t drink on your stomach and hurt your health. You will have some snacks without it!"
With that, the proprietress turned and walked to the kitchen with the food box, ready to give them something to drink.
"Sister, don’t worry about them." Pan Huiqing came from the roof with a smile. "My elder brother is notorious for not being drunk in the long porch. Where can I get hurt from this water wine? You can go and prepare more jars of good wine for him."
She still remembers that half a jar of wine found from the roof of a high-rise building on New Year’s Eve six years ago was obviously left over by Duane and hastily left to avoid her.
Thought of here, Pan Hui wrinkled her nose and snorted heavily at Duane, regardless of whether the other party could understand her little temper.
Duane chuckled and shook his head, picked up the hip flask and threw it at Pan Hui.
Pan Hui stretched out his hand and caught staring at a pair of eyes and asked, "Why? I didn’t say I wanted to drink with you! "
Duane laughed. "Even if I ask you to have a drink with me, rest assured that none of us will go out tonight, even if we are drunk and no one else will see us."
Pan Hui got up, patted his clothes with his left hand and stained with dust, jumped from the roof with his right hand holding a hip flask, and sat down on the stone bench beside Duane with a playful wink at him, and then took a swig directly at the spout and was so hot that he stuck out his tongue.
Duane conveniently put a piece of Osmanthus Jelly into Pan Hui’s mouth and raised his hand with a hip flask. It was a chestnut that gently knocked on her forehead. "I have never taught you to drink. Which unconscious guy has taught you bad these years?"
Pan Hui ate Osmanthus Jelly three times and five times and looked at Douang Road with a look of embarrassment. "Far away … just around the corner!"
Duane immediately turned his attention to Mohe.
At Duane Mohe blankly, I finally understood each other’s eyes in hindsight and hurriedly waved, "It’s not me, it’s definitely not me! I only know her when it’s over a month. Look at the way she just drank. Where can she learn in a month? I don’t know how much yellow soup I’ve drunk. Even if I haven’t drunk it, I’ve definitely seen others drink like this many times! "
Pan Hui Xi Xi smiled and picked up his favorite cakes from the table and sent them to his mouth. "What are you doing watching others?" Is there anyone else besides you? I don’t know who left an altar of wine on the roof and let me pick it up before I learned it! "
Duane Su’s face finally appeared a little embarrassed. I never thought it would be such a reason. He never left the altar on purpose, but it was originally brought by Xie Suixin, so he didn’t take it to heart when he left
Pan Hui got rid of three cakes in one breath, and then clapped her hands contentedly and supported the stone table, so she got up and went to the roof to watch the fireworks. Unexpectedly, she got up and felt dizzy and then sat down on the stone bench.
She hurriedly shook her head before she felt less dizzy. She couldn’t help but look at the table. Only the pot of wine was surprised. "What kind of wine is this?" ! How so dizzy! "
Duane sighed, "Have you ever heard of three bowls that don’t pass the post?"
"ha? ！” Pan Hui felt dizzy again at the moment, and suddenly she had a sense of returning to six years ago. She felt that the big brother directly turned into three or four people who kept spinning.
Mohe aside staggering "don’t be so bold and unrestrained to drink without capacity for liquor! I dare to nibble at this wine … "
Pan Hui heard Mohe words at this moment, and felt that the roaring fireworks were endless. In a brilliant scene, the man didn’t live in front of him and wandered around.
"Xiaohui!" Duane held her shoulder and shook it gently to make sure how drunk Pan Hui was.
Pan Huihuang shook his head and tried to keep his eyes open, but he still couldn’t see which figure in front of him was true or false. He raised his right index finger and said, "Don’t shake it!"
Duane stretched out his hand and took people into his arms and tasikmalaya picked them up. "I’ll send her back to her room first."
Knowing that the other party was not asking for their opinions, Mohe nodded and made a go-ahead gesture, clinging to the glass and turning around to watch the fireworks, leaving Duane and Pan Hui behind.
The wife of shop-owner came up and looked at Pan Hui, who was about to fall asleep. "How can you get drunk in a short time?" How much did she drink? You don’t look at her! "
Duane said, "I’ll send her back to her room and wait a minute. The cold wind blew and she got a headache." Then she held Pan Hui and went straight to the bedroom over the wife of shop-owner.
The proprietress immediately waved her hand and said, "Go quickly. Do you need me to prepare some hangover soup for her?"
"No need to cultivate immortals, this yellow soup can’t be poured." Du Angyin fell far behind without stopping for a moment.
Wife of shop-owner looked at two people away from the figure and suddenly turned to look at Mohe and walked directly to the stone table.
When the proprietress sat in Mohe, she still didn’t look back, staring at the fireworks blooming in the night and sighing, "Do you think I should continue to follow them?" It seems that there is no place for me anyway … "
The proprietress glanced at him and said, "If you deceive yourself like this, you’d better not say yes in front of me. I don’t believe that you are really with her. Will you and them not see it?"
"Right" Mohe bowed his head and hid the wry smile in the shadow, and then looked up again. It was still the usual smirk. The right hand holding the glass was full of water and wine, but he didn’t even find several cracks in the glass.
No one found these cracks, even the proprietress sitting next to him.
Chapter 33 Time is quiet (2)