【Bottle Evil】Naughty

The timeline took over from the original work. On August 2015, 8, Audio-Technica moved to Yucun Diary.

It is counted as one of the extra episodes (prequel) of "Naughty Nonsense".Short in length, expect only a few courses... no, a few chapters.Only love and food can't live up to it.

After receiving the stuffy oil bottle, we turned around and set foot on the return journey.

Some people at the entrance of Wujiatang, as well as many people outside, couldn't figure it out. The purpose of my mobilization was not to steal the tombs in Changbai Mountain, but to pick up one person.They thought that with my ability, I should be able to make a big deal.This incident is equivalent to, I lead Huang Qingcang on the left and Qingcang on the right, ride a bloody BMW, and carry Fang Tian's painted halberd on my shoulder, only to steal a watermelon from someone else's house.

When the team was marching, many people's eyes stayed on Poker Bottle intentionally or unintentionally.In their eyes, this trip is equivalent to returning empty-handed. They didn't get anything, and they didn't earn anything. But why are the owners so happy?Confusing.Could it be that the person who was picked up has some treasure in his hands?

Pokerfing's outfit is different from the others, he is very thinly dressed.Ten years before the door, he took off a coat on the ground and pressed it with a stone. Ten years later, I picked up the coat in front of the door and put it on myself.As a result, he never asked me to go back.

At night, the mountains became more noticeably cooler, maybe find another set of clothes for him to wear in the team?I thought to myself, after squatting in the door for so long, maybe my physical fitness has declined.Comrade Boyouping finally returned to the base camp after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers. If he caught a cold on the first night, it would be a shame to talk about it.

With a calm expression, he walked with us on the mountain road at night.The fat man babbled around Pokerfing all the way, and never closed his mouth, so Pokerfing just listened patiently, occasionally saying a word or two in response.

I looked at his profile, and a rather strange feeling gradually filled my heart.Of course I am very happy to meet old friends.But my happiness seems to be different from Fatty's, I can't say a word to Poker Bottle now.What should I say?At a time like this, it stands to reason that we can let go of all worries and chat for a night, but I want to say too much.There were thousands of words in my heart, but when I opened my mouth, I became speechless.

The fat man suddenly tilted his head to look at me, and said, "Are you stupid? Why do you keep staring at my brother and still not speak?"

I taunted him, "You babbled there, you finished all the words by yourself."

I asked Poker bottle if he wanted some more clothes, and he shook his head, indicating that he wasn't cold at all.The fat man patted Poker Finger on the shoulder, and said to me confidently, "When did you ever see my little brother catch a cold? It's nonsense."

This kind of topic seems to be unnecessary for Poker Bottle.Through the branches of the forest, I looked at the sky. The handle of the Big Dipper had turned quite westward, and the night was very dark.I took a breath and suddenly realized that this was actually a strange feeling.

Only a thick-skinned person like a fat man can treat all this as if nothing happened, as if the oil bottle had only been away for half a day. After half a day, those appetizers are still not bad.

But for me, after so many years, the dining table has been changed several times.The so-called old friends who haven't seen for a long time are probably familiar in every way, but when they meet each other, there is a different kind of touch in their hearts.This kind of touch contains my countless emotions, entangled and buried in the bottom of my heart, making it difficult to dig out, and it is also difficult to peel them apart to see what is inside.

After all, this incident is not real, I always involuntarily look at Poker Bottle, and then tell myself that this is not one of those illusions.I read it to myself a thousand times in my heart before my heart calmed down.

From the bronze gate deep in the mountain, to the deserted forest farm in the mountain, and then to Erdaobaihe Town, we walked for nearly two days.

After arriving in town, I lay down on the hotel bed as soon as possible, the purpose of the operation was achieved, and I was exhausted.

I'm going to rest for a few minutes before going out to discuss the next itinerary with them.However, after I rested and closed my eyes, I quickly let myself fall asleep completely.I didn't expect that I could sleep peacefully for so long. This kind of loss of self-control has not happened for a long time.

After five hours, the biological clock made me open my eyes.At a glance, I saw Poker Face sitting aside, looking at me quietly.

The sound of the fat man's snoring came, and I looked around. My shoes and coat had been taken off, and I don't know who covered me with a thin quilt.I woke up instantly, the problem now is not only that I overslept, Poker Bottle seems to have no bed to sleep on.Because all the heads in the team have been counted beforehand, the hotel beds are considered good.Even for those Datong shops, the number of people in each room is exactly full of the upper limit.Could it be that Poker Bottle hasn't slept all this time?Sit there looking at the stars for hours?

I felt very embarrassed all of a sudden, moved my body, and vacated half of the bed, and told him that if I squeezed, I could sleep one person.

Poker bottle seemed to want to say something, and glanced at me.But he didn't say anything in the end, and lay down on my bed.

In the dim light in the morning, I opened my eyes and wanted to talk to him to reminisce about the past, but after thinking about it for a while, I fell asleep again before I could think of any good topics.The advantage of sleeping with Poker Face is that he will give the other party enough space, and he will not snore or move around, and will not push the other party out of bed halfway.Not to mention that one arm is pressed on other people's stomachs like a fat man, and they often wake people up directly with weight.

It is rare to have a lazy time to rest, just like this, we started to rest in Erdaobaihe to recover our body and energy.Poker Bottle is recovering his understanding of the world, and the world is recovering its acceptance of him.Behind that bronze door seemed to be another world, even though he stayed inside for ten years, there was no abnormality in Poker-Face's body.He didn't say anything about it, and we didn't ask about it. Those things should not be understood by ordinary people.

The fat man was extremely happy, and booked several large restaurants and small restaurants in Erdaobaihe Town, just like the triumphant celebration ceremony in ancient times, and held luxurious banquets for several days and nights.There were so many people, from Wujiatangkou, Xiejia team, passers-by and locals who were invited inexplicably.The team threw away the equipment that went to the ground, and the running water mat was set up on the curb, which greatly affected the appearance of the city.

He even brought in the city management, and the fat man hooked the city management's shoulders with a high imitation Northeast accent, and said, "My family holds a wedding here, it's a great event that happens once in a century, and his grandfather is so happy that his grave is green." Smoked. Brother, you just started working this year, come here, this is a red envelope from uncle, sit down and eat together."

The dinner table is basically full of real men, and the food tastes real.The food intake of so many people added up is simply astonishing, and all the ingredients in the restaurant were eaten up.

On the last night in Erdaobaihe, the fat man didn’t eat any food, he opened case after case of wine, blowing a bottle whenever he caught someone, and drank so much that the guys who needed to drive the next day avoided him. .Fatty's drinking capacity is actually very large, it is rare to get drunk like today.Poker-Face and I dragged him back to the hotel, and Poker-Face was in charge of looking after the fat man in the room to prevent the fat man from blowing away a bottle with the toilet cleaner.

I went back to the restaurant to pack some food, but the cook told me that it was closing soon, and there were not many ingredients left today, and their house was almost empty by us.

In the end, there were only a few egg custards that were hurriedly made in the kitchen.

I took the packed egg custard and went back to the hotel.The fat man was singing like a ghost on the bed, and Poker Face was standing by the window.At this moment, the moon has just risen to the position outside the window. At a glance, there are silhouettes of distant mountains and a thin crescent moon outside the window.

The fat man suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbed the thing in my hand, opened it, and said, "Good thing, round and smooth, this golden light dew hides three parts and seven parts, it's something from the Ming Dynasty."

I looked at him suspiciously, "Can you still eat?"

The fat man suddenly closed his mouth again, lowered his head to look carefully, and said with a somewhat serious tone, "It's really a good thing, mirror egg custard."

"What?" I said.

Then I whispered to Poker Bottle: "The fat man may go crazy with alcohol, get ready."

The fat man was already staggered by the alcohol, and said: "Mirror surface egg custard, a secret dish in Jianghu. When steaming eggs, there must be no impurities, and there must be no dripping water on the lid, so that the surface can be as smooth as a mirror. And ——Only a person with a peaceful mind can see the mirror, and in the mirror can see his own heart."

"What a mess." I supported his swaying body, "Go to the bathroom and wash your face, hurry up."

The fat man shook his finger and said, "I can see the mirror. Brothers, you are already quiet, because the little brother came out. But, naively, you don't have peace. You can't see the mirror because——and because, Brother is out."

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, he vomited out.Poker Face quickly came over to support him, and patted his back.For a moment, the room was filled with the smell of alcohol spit out by the fat man.

Poker-Face and I cleaned him up and threw him back on the bed.Generally speaking, it's fine to vomit.The fat man no longer sang in a ghostly voice, but began to speak in a low voice: "What kind of village are you talking about, naively, what's the local eating habits like? Is the climate good? Let me tell you, take me one. Go over there to buy A small rural building, or simply build one yourself, you live on the second floor, I live on the first floor. If my brother also goes, it will be on the third floor, you live on the third floor, my brother is on the second floor, and I live on the first floor..."

I haven't told Poker Ping about the matter of Yucun, but now the fat man is talking nonsense.I heard something wrong, why do I live on the top floor and the fat man lives on the bottom floor?I said, "You are so fat, you need to climb the stairs more to exercise, you live on the top floor."

The fat man didn't refute me, and after a while, there was the sound of snoring, and he fell asleep.

I sighed with a headache, it was finally over.I looked at the egg custards on the table, looked back at Poker Bottle, and asked him if he wanted to eat.

In the end, the two of us sat side by side and finished our food amidst the fat man's snoring.

I have never seen where the mirror that the fat man mentioned is.I thought to myself like a ghost, is there a quiet mirror in Poker Ping's eyes?He has been out of the human world for ten years. After coming out of Changbai Mountain, how does Poker-Face feel now?