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Chapter 205, drinking

"Old Zhao, let me give you a piece of advice. You have to learn to drink. We should work together well. You can't do without learning to drink."

As soon as Li Yunlong finished speaking, Zhao Gang smiled: "I said Lao Li, what's your opinion? Why do you have to learn to drink? I don't see any connection between this and our partner."

"Of course there is a connection!"

Li Yunlong said confidently: "You are a scholar, and a scholar is an intellectual. As for me, a farmer, a farmer is a worker and a peasant.

That's what you said, the combination of intellectuals and workers and peasants.Who is it?It is the two of us who are united together, so how can we unite?
Yuan Lang and I are ready-made role models. "

What a good example.

Yuan Lang and he both love to drink, and they like to brag when they drink, and those who say you are rude are called stinky congenial.

"Old Li, old Li..." Zhao Gang was suddenly speechless, not knowing what to say.

Li Yunlong said: "Worried about running out of wine? Then don't worry, let's beat the local tyrants!"
That boy Yuan Lang bought ten boxes of Fenjiu in one go. I have to help him digest it, and I will bring you one today. "

Zhao Gang couldn't help laughing, meeting a drinking buddy like Li Yunlong was really bad enough.As soon as the person left the wine, he was missed.

No wonder Li Yunlong opened his mouth to drink these two days, Zhao Gang thought of some details of these two days, and his guess became more and more certain.

Li Yunlong had already been thinking about those wines.

At this time, Yuan Lang was on his way back, and naturally Monk Wei was accompanying him to protect him.

Riding horses parallel to the path, Wei Dayong's eyes were dull, appearing preoccupied.

When he escaped from the prisoner-of-war camp, he was chased by the little devil.It was Political Commissar Zhao who saved him, thank you for saving his life!

When he arrived at the New Second Regiment, it was Consultant Yuan who appreciated him and asked him to be a guard.I have enjoyed all the blessings that I have never enjoyed in my previous life.

Now that the two benefactors are in conflict, Wei Dayong next to him is very entangled.It doesn't matter which side he stands on, and it's not good if he doesn't say anything.

These days have been taciturn and at a loss.

"Look at the road!"

Yuan Lang reminded.

Wei Dayong suddenly came back to his senses, and fiddled with the reins to let the horse get out of the way of the bomb crater on the road ahead.

"Consultant Yuan, what did the brigade commander tell you?" The monk summoned up his courage and asked when his thoughts returned to his present moment.

"Why, do you think the brigade commander will criticize me and punish me?"

Yuan Lang glanced at him, and said quite proudly: "An ordinary person may be, but who am I! The brigade commander not only did not criticize, but also comforted me!

Some people who watch my show are destined to be disappointed. "

On the issue of treating prisoners, Zhao Gang disagreed with him, but Yuan Lang didn't think there was anything wrong.

After all, everyone's three views are different, and it is normal to have conflicts and differences.

But making small reports behind the scenes is unbearable.

Yuan Lang held his breath in his heart, determined to show Zhao Gang a good look after he went back.

You have to run that little scholar to death.

Monk Wei heard it, it's too bad, it's a grudge.Both parties are kind to him, and it is not appropriate for him to help either side.

He was too stupid to say something persuasive.

"Advisor, Political Commissar Zhao is my savior, and you have been kind to me, so I shouldn't be the one to judge things.

But I can't watch the two of you get hurt, if there is a real fight, then I can only fight. "

Probably in the eyes of Monk Wei, when two people had a conflict, they had to resort to force after they had finished scolding each other.

Uh... Yuan Lang was quite speechless after hearing this. Could it be that he and Zhao Gang looked like they were fighting?

It's too vulgar, and it also looks down on them.

A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands, even if a cultural person scolds someone, he can't say a damn.

There must be a way for educated people to swear-swear without swearing.

"Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. Zhao Gang and I are both cultural people, and it is impossible to fight." Yuan Lang appeased Wei Dayong, and waved his whip to drive the horse to speed up.

"Let's go, I bought ten boxes of Fenjiu in Liao County, and I'll treat you to a drink when I go back."

"That's a good relationship!" As soon as the monk heard that there was wine to drink, he forgot about other things and waved his whip: "Drive!"

The two horses accelerated and galloped, setting off a cloud of smoke and dust on the road.

An hour and a half later, we arrived at the station of the New Second Regiment.

Monk Wei urged: "Quick, quick, find some wine!"

He is a monk of wine and meat, and he is quite addicted to alcohol.

Normally, he drank Yuan Lang's wine in secret, but today he had an opportunity to be upright, so he would not let it go.

Be sure to drink enough!

Yuan Lang lived in a single room with a bed, a table and a chair, which was as simple as the others.

The only difference is that there are a lot of collected treasures piled up against the wall, as well as a large number of canned food and Fenjiu.

Yuan Lang went into the house to get the wine, he saw that something was wrong, why there were nine boxes left, and one box of wine was missing.

"Monk, did you steal my wine, or is there a case missing?"

"Why did you wrong me? If I stole it, I would steal bottle by bottle. Don't you want to renege on your debt, consultant?" The monk felt wronged.

On the night before his departure, he did steal a bottle of Fenjiu.He really didn't have the guts to move boxes one by one into his own house.

It's useless to say.

"It's broken, it must be Lao Li's fault, I'll go to him to settle the score." Yuan Lang left angrily.

Going too far, carrying his wine by case by case.You think it's easy for him to get the wine back!

The monk blinked and shouted to Yuan Lang who walked out of the courtyard: "Then I will drink it alone first."

He was not polite, poured the wine, opened two American cans, and drank it in the house.

Besides, Yuan Lang walked into the courtyard of the regiment headquarters angrily, and went straight to Li Yunlong's house.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw a table full of mess, and Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were both drunk and hazy.

Two empty wine bottles were on the table, evidence of wine theft.

"Oh, isn't our political commissar Zhao abstain from alcohol? No matter how drunk he is."

"Old Li, you are not authentic! Please ask political commissar Zhao not to call me for a drink. Tell me earlier, I have to respect him for two bowls."

Before coming here, Yuan Lang was planning to raise his teacher to question him.But when I saw Zhao Gang who was drunk and Li Yunlong stole his wine, I had to wait a little longer.

"You're back, what did the brigade commander say?" Li Yunlong did drink a little too much, in his eyes the two Yuan Lang were floating back and forth, and they were about to fly.

Yuan Lang picked up the wine bottle and filled it up first for Zhao Gang, then for Lao Li, and finally for himself.

A bottle of Fenjiu was gone.

Picking up the wine bowl, he chuckled: "Thanks to our political commissar Zhao, I went to report to the brigade commander.

Not only did the brigade commander not criticize me, but he also admired me very much, and said that he would give me credit!

Just drink this, come and let's have a full drink. "

It is true that the brigade commander wants to give him credit, but it is because of the flying thunder cannon.

Yuan Lang deliberately said vaguely, just to anger Zhao Gang.

If you make a small report to me, not only is there no fault, but you have made merit, you will be so mad at me.

Zhao Gang didn't drink at all before, but he was really good at drinking, and now he still has a three-point sobriety.

He could hear Yuan Lang's yin and yang eccentricity, and if he explained it, the other party probably wouldn't listen to him at this time.

"Congratulations! It's done!" He simply picked up the wine bowl and gulped it down.

A bowl of wine is at least two and a half, and even Jiumengzi can't bear it if he is depressed in one breath.

Zhao Gang felt drunk, dizzy, and fell asleep leaning against the wall.

drunk?
Looking at Yuan Lang's face, he was three points proud and seven points happy after revenge. He was very happy to get Zhao Gang drunk.

"That's not what our political commissar Zhao told us."

Knowing that there was still a misunderstanding between the two, Li Yunlong explained the ins and outs with the only sobriety he had.

is this real?
Li Yunlong should not deceive him.

There were quite a few people present that day, and it may be that other people have complained.

That's why he wronged Zhao Gang.

Yuan Lang scratched his head, suddenly felt that the wine was no longer fragrant.

Forget it, get drunk and relieve your worries.

He picked up the wine bowl and touched one with Li Yunlong, and then he did it with a gurgle.

Drinking alcohol too quickly is not a good thing. It is easy to get drunk and throw up easily.

After picking up a few peanuts and talking to Li Yunlong, he felt dizzy.

Unsteadily, he ran to Zhao Gang's room.

Li Yunlong, who was snoring loudly, and Zhao Gang, who was already sleeping soundly, were left behind.

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(End of this chapter)