Chapter 10 how many jars of wine should i drink

In the evening I sat by the window, thinking about how many jars of wine I should drink. I have mixed feelings about drinking, sometimes I love, sometimes I hate, just like my feelings for Lu Zhishen, sometimes I think he is very simple and honest, especially when I borrow money from him, he is always the same and no IOUs are required, sometimes I think he is very I hate it, especially when he speaks, I can't wait to slap his ears. I like the pleasure of drinking five or six drinks before drinking, only then, I feel that I am a living person, and I feel a little happiness; I also like the feeling of blood rushing after drunk, when I feel full of strength, I'm not afraid of the king of heaven, I don't need to care about other people's opinions, I don't need to speculate on the thoughts of the leader, whoever makes me unhappy, I'll hit you hard, fuck you!

I like to drink, in fact, there is another reason. I found that I am always very smart when I am drunk, and people love to listen to what I say. For example, when I am sober, I want to express an opinion, but others always interrupt and yell. , Your head was kicked by a donkey!When I'm drunk, if I want to say something, others keep silent and nod, um, it makes sense! But I don't like the feeling of regret after waking up. That feeling is invisible, intangible, and hard to describe. It's like a big buffalo. When you look for it, it hides in its shell and can't come out. When you turn around, it pokes its head out I'll give you a bite, and if you look for it again, it will shrink back into its shell.It's really uncomfortable for a dog to eat a hedgehog and have nowhere to eat.

In order to escape this feeling, I quit drinking several times, but all failed. I consulted An Daoquan, who said that I was addicted to alcohol, and the alcohol had soaked into the blood, so I needed to take medicine.I begged him to prescribe a prescription, and drank traditional Chinese medicine for several months, my waist became twice as thick, and my face glowed green, but it didn't work at all. Wu Junshi gave an idea to fight poison with poison. Every time he drank, he imagined it as horse urine. The more he drank, the more disgusting he became, so he quit naturally.I tried a few times, but not only failed, but I wanted to drink when I saw a horse's ass.

Later, Zhu Wu said, I didn't really want to quit drinking, but just wanted to avoid the feeling of regret after being drunk. I set a rule for myself, you can drink wine, but not too much, drink one jar when you are sad, and drink two jars when you are happy.This method is very good, you can drink wine without regretting it. I'm a bit hesitant today, King Chao Tian is dead, should I be happy or sad?After thinking about it for a while, I should be sad. Although I don't have much friendship with him, after all, we all hang out in the gang of robbers. We have bragged together, and we are considered colleagues. Let's have a drink!

After drinking it, I felt unsatisfied and wanted to drink again, but it was not in compliance with the rules. Then I thought about it, it would be good if King Chao Tian died, and I could make room for it. I guess I can move up a level and feel happy again. It should be a happy thing. I drank another jar. After drinking, I still can’t enjoy it, but I always keep my word, and I won’t break the rules easily. After thinking about it, Father Song has always been sick recently, and it’s probably coming soon. It’s a sad thing to have to follow the etiquette when the time comes. Drink it ahead of time!

I raised the wine jar and was about to drink it. When I thought about it, it seemed wrong. I seemed to have drunk the father of all the brothers on the mountain in advance last month. What should I do?Thinking about it again, the silly boy from Wang Xiaohu's family is always wandering by the river recently, he probably will have to fall in to feed the bastard sooner or later, then he will inevitably shed two tears, let's drink it in advance.Another drink...