Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Cheng Ji still underestimated Zheng Haiping's scheming.

After Zheng Haiping went back, he didn't tell anyone, but he posted a picture in his circle of friends. On the picture was the gold-lettered signboard of "Loyalty, Renyong Noodle Restaurant", with a word cloud: I didn't expect that such a small remote village would have ancient customs. live.

He hides his thoughts deeply. He usually has something to say in social software, unless he doesn't need to say a word. Only a few people can see his lackluster circle of friends, and Qi Beisong is one of them.

Qi Beisong was also a busy person when he was not an asshole, and he never had the intention to pay attention to others, but that day, by accident, the two of them had a look, and the interval was only a few minutes.

"Where is this going?" Qi Beisong muttered, and was about to put down his phone when he saw Zheng Haiping post another post, showing that he had shipped the big leather bed that he wanted to give to Cheng Ji but didn't send it to Huanghuang. village.

Qi Beisong jumped up from behind his desk and called Zheng Haiping.

Zheng Haiping was very cunning, so he just refused to answer.

Qi Beisong called Leijing and immediately asked, "Brother Hai is with you?"

"Not here." Lei Jing said.

"Where did he go?"

Lei Jing handed the phone to Zheng Haiping who was sitting on the sofa watching TV with his feet up. The latter took it with a smile and pinched it.

Lei Jing criticized: "Tsk, your behavior is not good, you promised not to say much during the process."

"You also promised, did you say it?" Zheng Haiping asked back.

Lei Jing choked.

"I really didn't say anything." Zheng Haiping emphasized, "I kept my mouth shut."

Qi Beisong called Leijing again, but the other party had already turned off the phone.

"Fuck!" he said angrily, "If Zheng Haiping doesn't command him from behind at this time, I will give him the surname Lei!"

His heart was pounding, and as he walked around the huge office, he felt all the blood rushing to his face!

The time is after five o'clock in the afternoon, and Huangcun is 45 kilometers away from the main city. If you are lucky and the traffic is not too heavy, you will definitely be there within an hour and a half!Thinking of this, he grabbed his coat and rushed to the underground garage, and drove straight to Huangcun.

Zheng Haiping's parents died young for some reason, and they came to Qi Beisong's side when he was ten years old, and almost grew up with Qi Beisong, to put it bluntly, he was his brother with a different surname.If there is one person in the world who will always stand on the same side as Qi Beisong, no matter how much he fucks up and never change his original intention, then this person is Zheng Haiping.

Back then, Qi Beisong made a big fuss at home because he liked men, and Zheng Haiping was studying abroad. He bought a plane ticket and flew back the same day he heard the news.

If it weren't for Zheng's dog-headed military adviser, with Qibei Songning's unyielding temper, not only would he not be able to gnaw at the hard bones of the elders, maybe they would both lose and cause bloody disasters.

Zheng Haiping is smart and Buddhist, so as soon as he graduated from university, he was called back to China by Mr. Qi to accompany him for the elderly. Mr. Qi cannot do without Zheng Haiping, just like Jia's mother cannot do without mandarin ducks.

Qi Beisong was blocked on the elevated road out of the city, because today the fifteenth day of the first lunar month is also a reunion festival, and when more people go home, the road resources will be tight.

He followed the traffic and moved slowly, knocking on the steering wheel in a hurry. As long as the reaction speed of the vehicle in front was a little slow, he would serve him with swear words, as if he had never encountered a traffic jam in eight lifetimes.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening when he arrived at Huangcun Village. As soon as he entered the village entrance, he saw the signboard of "Loyalty, Renyong Noodle Restaurant". Unfortunately, there was no one in the shop.Fortunately, the big bed that Zheng Haiping sent was across the door, indicating that this was the destination of the logistics.

The bed was delivered in the afternoon, and Cheng Ji was not there, otherwise the truck would not be unloaded.

Old Geng was there, and curiously asked the truck driver the price of the bed. The driver gave an approximate figure, and Old Geng nodded and said, "My son is quite capable. He can steal such an expensive bed from the store."

The driver said: "Can you deliver the goods if you steal them?"

"Then it can't be bought?" Lao Geng said, "My son is so poor that he steals electricity every day."

The driver said: "Send it!"

"Who sent it?"

"Ask your son!"

Lao Geng went to find his son.Cheng Ji was sent by him to the back village to change the fuses for the widowed and lonely old people. Why is Lao Geng popular?

Cheng Ji is already half an electrician and can repair everything. When Lao Geng found him, he was riding on a tall bamboo ladder to pull wires.

Old Geng raised his head and said, "Master Xiao Cheng."

"Ok?"

"Have you talked about your partner outside?"

Cheng Ji was so frightened that he almost fell down: "What?!"

"On our side, the bed is only given as a dowry when we get engaged," said Old Geng.

Cheng Jidun felt bad: "Who... who gave me the bed?"

"I also want to know."

Cheng Ji put down his tool bag and ran back. When he got to the door of the noodle shop and took a look, his soul was half frightened. He calmly sent a message to Lei Jing with Lao Geng's mobile phone, saying: Brother Lei, I am Xiao Cheng, Is Brother Hai by your side?

This time Leijing replied: yes.

Not long after, Zheng Haiping's call came, still speaking softly: "I gave it to you, it has nothing to do with Beisong."

Cheng Ji said: "Brother, I have accepted it, but I can't accept it."

"I've bought all of these things, and the mall says they won't return them, so you might as well use them." Zheng Haiping said, "It's my congratulations on your housewarming."

Ancestor Zheng has said so, and if he refuses again, wouldn't it be ignorant of flattery?

Cheng Ji, Lao Geng and the neighbor next door, the three of them tried hard for a long time but failed to lift the bed up the narrow stairs of the restaurant.

The neighbor said: "This person can't give a moving gift. He doesn't consider the actual situation. The stairs are only [-] centimeters wide. He actually sent a bed that is [-] meters wide! The bed can be disassembled, but the mattress cannot!"

Cheng Ji also had a headache, so he had to move the bedside table up first.

Old Geng said: "Oh, let's put it at the door. No one dares to steal anything in my territory anyway. Tomorrow we will tear down all the windows on the south side and call for a crane to lift it up!"

The two of them discussed it, and after casually eating dinner, they hooked their shoulders and went to the bar.

The bars in Huangcun Village are different from those in the big cities of Hongcheng. During the off-season of tourism, there are fellow village halls. Everyone has relatives and relatives.As soon as the spring tourists arrive, this group of people will retreat. First, there is no way to enjoy the inside and outside, and second, they have to do business with migratory birds when they go home.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. After today, the year will be over. Everyone has had enough reunion dinner, and there are quite a lot of people in the bar.

Cheng Ji came in, greeted the bartender, and sat at the bar to watch TV.Someone was smoking and playing cards in the corner over there, calling him to join the table, but he was reluctant to go there because of the smog.

The bartender is also a native of Huangcun, talented, dropped out of junior high school to help at home with poor grades, yearning for the colorful world outside every day.

The background music was not loud, so he poured a glass of beer for Cheng Ji, and after a while, seeing that Cheng Ji was almost finished, he leaned into his ear and said, "Chunhong, I want to ask you something."

"Don't yell." Cheng Ji asked, "What's the matter?"

The bartender said: "You are from Hongcheng, have you heard of Shuiyue Villa?"

Cheng Ji's eyelids twitched. He had heard too much about it. Shuiyue Villa was a turning point in his life, in various senses.

The bar said: "I want to go to Shuiyue Mountain Villa to try, I heard that there are recruiting people."

Cheng Ji let out an "um", noncommittal.

The bartender approached again, his voice lowered: "I just want to tell you secretly, in fact, my friend took me there, and he gave me some good things for me to come back to play."

Cheng Ji raised his face, his eyes were as sharp as needles.

The bartender jumped when he stabbed him: "What, what are you doing?"

"Show me." Cheng Ji stretched out his hand.

"What's there to look at?" the bartender said, "My friend said that you can't get it outside, so I got it through my relationship!"

"If you don't want to go to jail and hurt your uncle, just show me." Cheng Ji said.The bartender is the bar owner's nephew.

The bartender took out a small plastic package from the drawer and secretly unfolded it: "You can't tell others, it's either a drug or a drug."

Cheng Ji didn't touch it, and squinted his eyes to look at it. The plastic bag was not filled with small pills or capsules of various colors that he had seen before, nor was it laughing gas, marijuana, or psychedelic mushrooms, but a few small bottles of oral solution. About ten milliliters, no license and no label, it looks like cough medicine often prescribed by hospitals.

"From a friend?" he asked.

"correct."

"Let's break up with this kind of friend."

The bartender asked in surprise, "Do you know what this is?"

Cheng Ji sneered: "Controlled narcotic drugs, these are enough for your six-month sentence."

The bartender said: "But my friend said it doesn't matter if you drink it, just sleep!"

"Anesthetists will use this thing during surgery. In theory, if you use a small amount, you will be drowsy, and if you use a large amount, you will be unconscious. But it is a solvent, and various things can be added to it. Who knows what your friend added to it. "Cheng Ji raised his eyelids and said softly, "Don't go to Shuiyue Villa, you will harm others and yourself."

"Chunhua, I..." The bartender was also afraid.

Cheng Ji put down his glass and wanted to leave, but the bar grabbed him and begged, "I won't dare anymore, don't tell your godfather, and don't tell my uncle!"

"Throw it away." Cheng Ji pointed to the plastic bag.

The bar grabbed it and threw it in the corner bin.

Cheng Ji regarded him as a friend and persuaded him: "You have to be obedient. Do you know how many people are sacrificed by various police departments of our public security, including the armed police and border guards, for this every year?"

"Your police?"

Cheng Ji blinked and changed the subject: "As long as you listen to me, today's business will end here. I promise not to tell anyone, okay?"

"All right, all right!" the bartender agreed in a repeated voice.

Cheng Jifu sat down again, and Lao Geng had already drunk too much elsewhere, so he stumbled over and grabbed his shoulder: "Small!"

Cheng Ji patted the back of his hand with a smile and said, "Father, what did you drink?"

Old Geng smirked: "Hehe, they brought their own. I drank four grenades!"

"Grenade" is the slang word of the old drunkards in Huangcun. Sprite is mixed with a cup of high-grade liquor, two cups are called "rocket guns", three cups are called "shallow water bombs", four cups are called "deep water torpedoes", and a small cup of liquor is also It’s only about half a tael, although it’s not much, but it’s not a joke to mix white wine with carbonated drinks. The alcohol will come up very quickly, and it’s easy for people to drink it.

Cheng Ji said: "Just feel sorry for your liver, why don't you drink if you have nothing to do?"

"Your father has a good drinker...it's fine!" Lao Geng said, "Drink four more and it's fine...it's okay!"

Cheng Ji said to the bartender, "Get him a glass of honey lemonade to sober him up."

The little bartender said: "Oh!"

Lao Geng hugged Cheng Ji up by the waist, and even turned upside down: "Son, I will take care of my father in the future!"

The little bartender said: "Why do you two look like those in some cartoon...a panda and a goose..."

Cheng Jigang wanted to ask you that there are Kung Fu Pandas in this world too, when he caught a glimpse of a person standing at the door of the bar out of the corner of his eye!

He would rather look at a talking and walking upright panda than see this person, but this person has locked on to him, and the moment their eyes met, he came towards him like an arrow!

Cheng Ji slipped off Lao Geng's body and jumped at the bartender, who was dumbfounded and didn't move away. After a while, he realized that the other party didn't jump at him, but wanted to hide behind the bar!

That one also jumped onto the bar, lowered his head and shouted: "What are you hiding? I will eat you?!"

Cheng Ji wanted to hide subconsciously, but he regained consciousness when he knocked his forehead on the scattered wine bottles behind the bar. He stood up slowly and said, "...I didn't hide."

"Didn't hide?" Qi Beisong squinted his eyes unhappily, looking at the mess on the ground, "Didn't hide that you used your head as a bowling ball?"

Cheng Ji rubbed the sore spot, trying not to look at him, thinking quickly.

Qi Beisong's eyes focused on him, and his nameless anger was burning upwards, wondering what the hell was going on with this man?Does he eat or not?Why haven't you lost weight for a few days?The little face is thinner!

In fact, Cheng Ji didn't lose weight, and gained two catties during the Chinese New Year, it was Qi Beisong's own ideal.

Lao Geng was squeezed aside by Qi Beisong just now, and fell into a squatting position. At this moment, he staggered and stood up straight, patted Qi Beisong on the shoulder: "Hey!"

When Qi Beisong turned his head, he suddenly lost his temper.

He just saw it all!The old man held Cheng Ji in his arms, and didn't care about his age, whether he was suitable or not!

Qi Beisong didn't hear the conversation between Lao Geng and Cheng Ji. After all, he was standing far away, and there was a table of people playing cards near the door of the bar, shouting and screaming.

Old Geng asked with his tongue out, "You...who are you?"

Qi Beisong came down from the bar and asked, "Who are you?"

Old Geng asked Cheng Ji inside: "Who is this? Your buddy?"

Cheng Ji only had time to say "he...", Lao Geng's fist greeted Qi Beisong's face: "Are you fucking blind? Don't look at whose territory this is, dare to push me Geng Chunbiao?! "

Qi Beisong came in after preparing for a fight with Cheng Ji. Unexpectedly, the master did not move, and the old monster claimed to be a step ahead!

He backed away quickly.

But who is Lao Geng?The old bastard who had been in the palace for three times was violently injured. When he lost his mind, he didn't even recognize his own mother. He grabbed a beer bottle and smashed it on the bar counter, and pointed at Qi Beisong with long and short glass balls: "Today, if you let If you walk out of this door standing up, it will be considered that my life, Geng Chunbiao, has been in vain!!"

The little bartender hurriedly called out: "It's a fight!"

All the card-playing and drinking hula-la at the door stood up, stretched their necks and looked this way, and someone shouted: "It's not good, brother Biao drank too much!"

Someone asked, "Who is that person?"

Someone shouted: "Go up and pull it, don't make trouble again!"

Before they could move, Cheng Ji had already jumped out of the bar, stopped in front of Qi Beisong and said, "Father! This is my friend!"

"..." Qi Beisong leaned his face to Cheng Ji's side and asked, "Father?"

Cheng Ji looked ahead and said, "You called this yourself. Don't say that I took advantage of you in the future."