Chapter 17 Chapter Sixteen Drinking Capacity

"Is it spicy?" Old Wei asked. "Spicy." Liu Haizhu said. "Well, Er Dongzi, is it spicy?" "hot!" "I just like to eat spicy food. I am used to eating spicy food. If I eat anything else, it won't taste good." "Yes!" Er Dongzi agreed. "Also, eat the spiciest ones! Come, have a drink." Old Wei raised his wine cup and drank it in one gulp.After this sip of wine, Old Wei started to cough again, the cough was worse than every time, and he felt that if he coughed twice, his lungs would burst out. Er Dongzi hurriedly beat Old Wei on the head and back, and Old Wei swung Er Dongzi's back-beating hand away.Shouted: drink!

Er Dongzi and Liu Haizhu hurriedly finished the cup of wine: My*, it's really spicy, even hotter than the dish I ate just now, and this wine is too low-quality, it's pure alcohol. Old Wei was still coughing, Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi really didn't dare express their views on the wine. Finally, Old Wei finished coughing: "How about the wine?" "Really strong! How much?" Er Dongzi said. "I don't know. Anyway, don't smoke if you've just finished drinking." "What's the matter?" "I heard that someone drank a glass of this white wine and then smoked a cigarette. As a result, the wine burned in his stomach, and the man died." Old Wei said.

"real or fake?" "I don't know if it's true or not. I'd rather believe it than believe it." Looking at the whole jug of spirits, Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi stared at each other, not having the courage to drink anymore. "What?! Don't dare to drink?" Old Wei asked. "Why don't you dare!" Liu Haizhu's arrogance also came up. "Okay! Drink!" Old Wei raised his head and drank another glass of wine. There was another violent cough. Liu Haizhu said: "Uncle Wei, drink slowly!" "Drink slowly, what's the point of drinking?! Do you know what the three favorite things in my life are?"

Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi listened attentively. "The first thing is to eat the spiciest food!" As he said, the old Wei Tou picked up the chili mixed with miso that night: "Come, eat!" Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi each took a little bit, and swallowed it without daring to chew it.But even so, tears still came out. Regardless of how spicy they are, Old Wei continued to talk about himself: "The second thing is to drink the strongest wine!" The old man raised his neck and poured the wine in again.Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi also poured in like the old man. This time, the three of them coughed together.

Old Wei coughed the longest.Finally, the cough is over. I don't know whether these few cups of wine had an effect or because he coughed too much, Old Wei's face began to turn rosy. Old Wei head continued: "The third thing is also my favorite thing to do: make life and death friends!!! Come! Do it!" How heroic!Liu Haizhu and Er Dongzi looked at the supercilious eyes of the old head Wei, and they really admired from the bottom of their hearts!One sip, and the wine was dried up again! Eat the hottest food, drink the strongest wine, and make life and death friends.What a pride!What's the point of living a life without extreme living? !These three things that old Weitou loves to do most have also become Liu Haizhu's three favorite things to do in the rest of his life.

If you are used to the spiciest dish, it will be tasteless to eat other dishes.Once you are used to drinking the strongest wine, you will no longer be able to drink wine that is as light as water.If you make more life-and-death friends, it will be difficult to mix with hypocritical people.Young people always like to be with young people, and they don't want to be with old people, which makes many young people miss the opportunity to learn.Being with the elderly, especially those with stories, will speed up your maturity. On this summer afternoon in Northeast China, in an ordinary dwelling in this industrial village composed of many simple buildings, these three absolutely extraordinary men all drank too much.Er Dongzi had the worst capacity for alcohol, and fell asleep lying on the top of the kang.

After drinking, Old Wei's face became more rosy, and his cough seemed to be less severe.Although the old man's expression was still majestic, Liu Haizhu, who had been emboldened by alcohol, seemed to be less afraid of him than before.Started to dare to chat with old Weitou. "Do you have bad lungs? Why don't you go to the hospital for a checkup?" "Examination? Hehe, what can the inspection find out? Just in this mine, as long as it is a tunneling worker, who in their 50s has no lung disease? How much soot has been choked into the lungs for so many years? The doctor said, this The disease is pneumoconiosis! Work-related disease! Look at the old men who go to work in the city and the peasants in the countryside. The old men in their 60s can work in the fields. Just look at the 60-year-old old men in this village, they are all useless people! It’s okay in summer, but in autumn and winter, everyone dare not go out.”

Liu Haizhu has heard that coal miners suffer, but he really didn't know that it could be so hard.This is not only a job in the dark, but also a job that takes one's own life. Even if there are no landslides and watertightness, at the age of 60, he will still be a living dead.The coal they dug out brought light and warmth to the city, but they gave their fresh lungs.Those people in the city who use electricity excessively, do they know what they bought their light from?Do you think of those beating lungs covered in soot one after another?What is even more frightening is that most of the children of coal miners will go underground again, live in darkness again, and breathe again the coal ash that their parents have breathed all their lives.