Afraid of getting angry, just drink me

Six in the morning.

The sky was slightly bright, and the clouds were blown away by the breeze, revealing some small fragments of the morning sun, which gradually heated up the land.

In a certain room on the second floor of Jiao's house, Wang Luoji was sleeping on his back with the silky red quilt in his arms. According to his usual schedule, he was in a deep sleep at the moment.

Suddenly, a shocking alarm clock rang in the room: "Ring, ring, ring, ring, ring, ring——!!!"

The sound was as sharp as a sharpened knife, directly piercing the man's fragile eardrums, and even the zombies who had been sleeping for thousands of years had to be awakened.

Wang Laoji: "...!!"

Wang Daxingxing, who was still meeting Duke Zhou, was woken up just like that. He regained consciousness in horror, and instantly exploded into a terrifying mushroom cloud when he woke up.Before I could even open my eyes, I greeted this brand new day with a word of "fuck".

It's time for a dog.Who is so wicked to put an anti-human thing on my bedside?

In fact, the wicked one is the original owner of this room - Jiao Jiao.

When he moved out of this room, he forgot to take the adjusted alarm clock with him. The time set in the clock was the time he got up every day - six o'clock.

Wang Laoji, who was disturbed from his dream, was extremely irritable. He didn't even bother to take off the blindfold when he was half asleep. press down.

However, in the next second, his finger was suddenly pricked by something like a needle.With ten fingers connected to the heart, a severe tingling sensation exploded from the fingertips, rushing to the nerves of the brain with strong blood.

"Troughing—!" The sleeping beauty woke up completely, and screamed in the quilt, "What?!"

He jumped up from the bed like a corpse, and suddenly lifted the blindfold to see——

Fuck!Who the hell keeps a cactus on the bedside table? !

It's also fucking spherical and looks like a dead man's head. Why on earth do you put dangerous things with spikes in the room?

Surrounded by bad luck and burning with anger, early in the morning, Wang Luoji even wanted to kill, and slapped the alarm clock that was still annoying!

The little iron clock that was still noisy a moment ago suddenly disappeared...

"It's really..." Wang Luoji rubbed his painful head, holding back a wave of resentment.

Like an awkward little kid, he kicked off the quilt hard to vent his anger, "Yeah, yah, yah, yah, fuck——!!"

But this naive person almost limped his legs, and he still felt helpless.

In vain.

He, Wang Luoji, will take revenge for every grievance.

Taking the pot of small prickly pear, he pulled out a thorn from it fiercely, and stabbed back at the prickly prickly pear.

The injuries he suffered must be returned intact to the other party!

"Does it hurt?" The man hated the cactus in his hand, and said viciously, "Aneye for an eye and tooth for tooth."

And what did the cactus do wrong?

Look at the time, damn it, it's only six o'clock...

Wang Laoji couldn't understand the world at six o'clock in the morning.

Why would anyone set their alarm clock for six o'clock?Isn't six o'clock still in the early morning?

are you crazy!

Waking up early for a silly day, in order to prevent himself from developing in the direction of a fool, he pulled the quilt over his face again, fell headfirst on the bed and continued to sleep.

However, half an hour later, there was an earth-shattering drum sound in the room: "Bang bang bang tom tom tom tom tom tom—"

The sound echoes in the surrounding space around 360 degrees without dead ends.

Now the whole room is awake.

The sound of the drums is also very rhythmic, the rhythm of the big drum and the small drum echo each other, it sounds quite nice, it is the kind of sound that makes people nod and shake their feet.

It just sounded at the wrong time.

"..." Wang Luoji slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of hopelessness in his eyes.

The flimsy wall ash on the ceiling was in danger, and a few fine pieces of white ash fell on his face, and he could clearly feel the whole bed shaking.

"Is this... the end of the world... is it..."

The man was completely devastated, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and there was a precursor to the onset of rabies.He reckoned that if he went on like this, he would definitely enter menopause early.

This is to make Laozi suffer from neurasthenia...

"Which psychopath is knocking on your father's hell?! I called the police!" The man couldn't help cursing.

He threw off the quilt furiously, jumped off the bed with his bare feet, and ran out of the room angrily.

He wanted to see which bastard grandson was disturbing the people in the early morning!

Coincidentally, Jiao Jiao who lived in the small study opposite also opened the door and came out.The boy's uncombed hair was a little frizzy, a pilled towel was wrapped around his neck, and he was holding a toothbrush and toothpaste in his hand, and was about to go downstairs to wash up.

As soon as he saw Wang Laoji rushing out of the room, he greeted happily: "Morning! Mr. Wang~"

Jiao Jiao, who got up early, was in a very good spirit, and seemed to not care about the noisy drumming.There was a twinkle in the round almond eyes, even though he hadn't slept a few hours last night.

"Ah? Morning..." Wang Luoji scratched his back and whispered.

The manic man wanted to ask loudly where the sound of the drum came from, but when he saw the fresh-faced Jiao Jiao, his tone became inexplicably gentle.

The boy's face seemed to have magical powers, even more effective than tranquilizers, and it could make the hairy Wang Xingxing straight away.

What kind of Jiao's metaphysics is this?

Unable to let go of his anger, Wang Laoji was still depressed by the sound of the drum shaking his eardrums, he frowned and asked, "What's that sound?"

"Oh, this," Jiao Jiao stretched out her index finger and pointed upwards to the third floor, "My sister is playing drums."

Wang Luoji was stunned: "... a drum, a drum? Play at 06:30 in the morning?"

He is a little disappointed in this world.Doesn't anyone in this family have a normal brain?

Knowing that she was arguing with the other party, Jiao Jiao was also a little embarrassed. He wondered: "I'm sorry Mr. Wang, my sister has been like this every day for more than ten years."

"..." Star Wang felt very tired.

Listening to the other party's meaning, it means that every morning at 06:30, he will be forced to wake up by the clanging drum kit.

When will such a day end?

Hit your head against a wall and die.

"I'm really sorry, Mr. Wang," Jiao Jiao looked at his words and saw the boredom of the other party, and said very sorry, "My sister's habit can't be changed, and she must knock for an hour every day before she is willing to stop. so--"

"Forget it, gentlemen should put ladies first," Wang Luoji sighed helplessly, even though he had scolded his mother a hundred times in his heart, he could only pretend to be tolerant.

What can he do?You can't rush up and smash the girl's drum to pieces, right?

"However," he said lazily leaning against the door, "your sister is pretty good at the game, have you learned it?"

The drumbeat sounded powerful, and every rhythm was stepped on just right, no more, no more, no less, it is no exaggeration to say that this is already at the level of a master.

If Jiao Jiao hadn't said that, he really wouldn't have heard that the drum sound was made by a weak girl, and he would have thought it was a strong, wild, passionate young man beating, and it was full of passion that made his blood boil.

"She taught herself and practiced for many years." Jiao Jiao said.

Talking about this, the boy showed a little pride on his face, "My sister can't do anything else well, except for playing drums, she's amazing."

Wang Luoji raised his eyebrows, as if surprised by this, "Genius player?"

"Maybe." Jiao Jiao shrugged noncommittally, "Sometimes I wonder if God has closed all her doors and only opened this window."

Although Jiao Hua is not as intelligent as her peers, she is very talented in playing drums. This girl loves and is good at this instrument, and devotes all her attention to it.

She has a biological clock that is more accurate than an alarm clock. She starts to play the drums at 06:30 every morning, and it has not changed for more than ten years.

Therefore, there are no neighbors within 100 meters of Jiao’s family. Ever since Jiao Hua learned to play drums at the age of nine, all the neighbors and villagers have moved away.

Jiao Hua's knock was more effective than the demolition team.

"It's a pity that her unique skill can't be eaten," Jiao Jiao said with a little regret, "I can't let her be a girl playing drums in the street, right? She can only play at home."

Wang Luoji listened, and with a sullen face thoughtful, he said lightly: "Maybe it can be eaten as a meal."

After chatting for a few words, Jiao Jiao turned around and planned to go downstairs.He stopped after taking two steps, and said to Wang Laoji: "Well, Mr. Wang, since you got up so early, we can start early."

"Set off?"

"Well, today I will take you to visit our Shabian Village."

"Ah? No—" Wang Luoji had no time to refuse, and his voice was drowned out by Jiao Jiao's series of words.

The boy had a pair of positive eyes, "You are coming to Shabian Village for the first time, there are still many places you are not familiar with, right? I will take you to understand the local customs and customs here. I have designed the specific tour route, and I will take care of it for you. Be happy!"

The commercial shooting will officially start tomorrow. Jiao Jiao is ordered by his uncle to take Wang Luoji for a walk in Shabian Village today, and introduce the "endorsed products" to others——

Fruit farmers wholesale market.

However, Wang Luoji had no interest in this at all.

He just wants to sleep.

It's best to go into hibernation mode right now, right now, and have a deep sleep that is completely recuperative, and no one should disturb him.

"No, I'm planning to—" Before he could say "sleep a little more", he was interrupted by the energetic Jiao Jiao again.

The boy happily told him about the itinerary, "We can visit the farmer's market first. At noon, my uncle hosted a welcome banquet for you. Then in the afternoon, uh, do you want to go fishing or pick gourds? Or we It’s okay to catch loaches.”

Wang Laoji: "..." Yes, but not necessary.

Jiao Jiao talked a lot passionately, but Wang Luoji didn't listen to a word, and was driven to sleep by the "one-day tour of Shabian Village" like a Tang monk chanting sutras.

What is a day trip, he doesn't want to know at all.He only knew that his "sense of returning to the cage" was wasted.

"Mr. Wang, go wash and change first." Jiao Jiao smiled and said to him, waving happily, "We'll meet downstairs in half an hour, I'll call Brother Xiaoye, and I'll help you guys Prepare breakfast."

The boy was very satisfied with his arrangement, and went downstairs like a little white rabbit preparing to go out with his friends, even walking very briskly.

Wang Luoji couldn't hold back and instructed, "You walk normally, and be careful not to fall."

"Hey! Hee hee! Waiting for you downstairs!" The boy jumped more briskly.

"This young man, it's as if he's been beaten to death in everything he does..." Wang Luoji sighed sincerely.

The middle-aged man turned around and entered the room, slammed the door shut with a bang, and rolled his eyes 360 degrees, showing disgust and mania from the bottom of his heart.

He was really sleepy, he really wanted to sleep, and he really didn't want to go on a country tour under the sun.

But since people have said so and told you the itinerary, you have to go if you don’t want to go.

Frustrated, Wang Luoji resigned himself to the bathroom, brushed his teeth, washed his face, shaved his beard, and tidied himself up.

Pushing open the bathroom door, the man was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and his mind was not so clear, he walked to the toilet in his memory.

As soon as he took off his pants, he sat down as a matter of course.

Since his birth, for 30 years, this pampered young master has always used the toilet. He is used to sitting on the comfortable toilet to go to the toilet. It is an ultimate enjoyment to help reduce the burden on the body.

However, in Jiao's house, there are only squat toilets...

Unbiasedly, this sleepy and delirious man sat down into the oval-shaped shit hole, his plump peach buttocks stuck tightly by the side of the hole.

Wow, life is full of surprises.

The author says:

The attack in this article...is destined to have no image.I hope everyone will not laugh, save some face, our old chicken brother (serious face.jpg