Chapter 812 Hopeless City (80)
Zhou Ye scanned around and saw the man who got married two days ago in the corner. What was his name?
Han Han.
He was alone, and his wife didn't come.
Zhou Ye lowered his head and asked the old man.
"Why didn't his wife come?"
The old man looked over, then slapped Zhou Ye's paw away and said matter-of-factly.
"My daughter-in-law is a lady, and you think she is just like you, drinking among men. That boy didn't want to come, but my daughter-in-law is considerate and forced him to come."
Zhou Ye was not angry after hearing this, and looked at the man sitting there, smiling happily.
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There was a good atmosphere among everyone, and they wanted to become brothers on the spot.
Zhou Ye took a sip of the wine handed over by the old man. The spicy taste hit her forehead and she narrowed her eyes.
“It’s so spicy.”
"Drink less, your man will come to me again when you are drunk."
Zhou Ye didn't care so much, so he just picked up the cup and drank together.
All these wines were collected from supply boxes. The heavy bottles were filled with strong vodka. Every year, some people would hide some at home, just waiting for this time to take them out and share them.
Men don't care about details. After drinking and warming themselves up over the fire, the strong alcohol will soon burn the whole body to dryness. In this cold weather and snow, some people are shirtless and punching.
The old man also drank a few drinks and sat in a wheelchair with his old eyes squinted, his legs covered with the blanket Qinhua had sewn for him.
"My life is so comfortable, and it will be wonderful to live like this for the rest of my life."
Zhou Ye was in a good mood. Looking at the group of shouting and noisy men in front of her, she could not help but feel warm in her heart.
The old man patted her arm and whispered into her ear.
"Actually, I'm just like them."
Zhou Ye looked puzzled.
"I also have a wound on my body that won't heal. It always hurt before, but now I don't know if it's because I'm older, but it doesn't hurt much anymore." "Where is it?"
"There's nothing good to see. I'm afraid I'll scare you."
Zhou Ye raised her head and took a sip of wine, ignoring him. Someone came over with a glass, so she raised it.
The people here have some indelible wounds on their bodies. They have forgotten everything, but they can still remember their own names.
Maybe the name is very important to a person. People will always remember the most important things to them. Even if the head forgets, the heart will help you remember it.
The dumplings are ready.
But Zhou Ye was so drunk that her eyes were blurred, her head became heavy, and her whole body kept rushing forward. If Jun Li hadn't rushed out in time to support her, she would have fallen asleep on the ground now.
The man looked at the drunk girl in his arms, his handsome face slightly darkened and his eyes full of helplessness.
"Dumplings, I made them myself. Would you like some?"
In the past, Jun Li would not have had the heart to wake her up, but these dumplings are indeed rare in Hopeless City. If you don't eat this meal, you will have to wait for a long time for the next meal.
As soon as Zhou Ye heard the word dumpling, he sat up with a "ru" sound and couldn't hold his tongue straight when he spoke.
"Eat."
Qinhua filled a large bowl for the two of them and moved a small table for them.
"Drink some dumpling soup to sober up."
Jun Li nodded, holding Zhou Ye's waist with one hand, picking up a dumpling with the other hand, blowing on it before passing it to her mouth.
"Open your mouth."
Zhou Ye opened his mouth wide and took half of the chopsticks into his mouth.
Jun Li picked up the bowl and brought it to her mouth.
"Drink some soup."
Zhou Ye followed the instructions with his eyes closed.
In this way, Zhou Ye seemed to be sleepwalking from beginning to end, eating dumplings and drinking soup with his mouth open, without opening his eyes the whole time.
(End of chapter)