Zhou Chunhe drank so much that night that Scar and the three of them were drunk to death. Except for Jiang Lu, no one in the audience was sober. Even Fu Xiaoan, who is not usually an alcoholic, turned red in the face and staggered after drinking.

Take a step.

"Get in, get in the car!" Zhou Chunhe slurred.

Jiang Lu locked the car door with a bang. It’s okay to get drunk and go crazy, but it’s not okay to drive under the influence!

She had a headache right now. He couldn't move any of these people, so where could he go?

She knew she would never let Zhou Chunhe drink so much, but even she had a few drinks at tonight's dinner, let alone Zhou Chunhe?

"Need help?" A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Jiang Lu was half surprised and half angry, why was it Zhao Bin? If it was Sheng Rong, she would have no worries at all.

Zhao Bin has no problem with herself, but the relationship is too complicated and she feels uneasy.

"Is there a hotel nearby? I have to get them to the hotel." Jiang Lu gritted her teeth and turned around.

"Get in the car, I know where the hotel is." Zhao Bin had already opened the car door.

Jiang Lu looked at his car and said, "You'd better drive our car, you can't fit in that car."

Back in the room, Jiang Lu had just finished eating and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"It's uncomfortable to hold something in your heart." Zhao Bin noticed that she was hesitant to speak.

So polite and reasonable, Jiang Lu almost thought she was Zhao Bin's biological sister.

On the way, Jiang Lu wanted to tell Zhao Bin about his sister coming to see her today, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

At this moment, the second master is like a child who has done something wrong, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered. His calloused hands are twisting his trousers hard, and he is shrinking, as if he is trying to shrink himself back.

After a while, he smiled and said, "Old man, are you not used to using the toilet? This thing is called a toilet, which is equivalent to the hut in our Wangjiaba Village."

Jiang Lu scooped up the porridge and asked, "Second Master and the others are they up?"

Somehow, Jiang Lu felt a little——blushed after hearing these words?

He smiled and shook his head, "Zhao Bin drove us here. How can I move you?"

"Then drink some water first. The service in this store is good. There is breakfast in the morning. I will bring it to you. You can eat it in bed before you get up." Zhou Chunhe went out after saying that.

Zhao Bin is just living a good life. If he doesn't marry Ren Suqiu who is doing well, why bother with her!

I saw the second master sitting on the toilet, his face was red from holding in his urine and he couldn't urinate.

Jiang Lu simply snuggled back into the quilt again. The quilt had no peculiar smell, the room was not damp, the walls were shiny, and the pillows were clean with no stains. This hotel was really good.

"Second Master can't pee." Fu Xiaoan said anxiously.

Zhou Chunhe breathed a sigh of relief, but the corners of his eyes became moist.

I really shouldn't have mentioned this person, Jiang Lu regretted.

"Aren't you numb from cold?" He turned over and lay on the pillow.

Jiang Lu thought he was going to do that again and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

When they arrived at the place, Zhao Bin called the hotel clerk for help. When Jiang Lu gathered a few people and rushed down to pay for the room, the front desk told her that the gentleman just now had paid.

When he came back, he really had a urinal in his hand. He took it to the bathroom, put it on the floor, and said to the second master, "Try using this."

"Is the second master inside?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

"Are you awake?" Zhou Chunhe put down the water glass and walked over, "Were you tired last night?" His tone was full of self-blame.

This time, Zhou Chunhe was also left behind and needed to sober up.

Jiang Lu swallowed.

Jiang Lu carried it in his pocket and went upstairs absentmindedly. He could have given it to her just now in the car, so why did he ask someone else to hand it over? The letter couldn't really contain those disgusting love words as Zhao Qingqing said, could it?

The next day, she opened her eyes and saw Zhou Chunhe standing by the window drinking water.

"Yeah." Fu Xiaoan nodded.

Zhou Chunhe smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I'll get you some clothes." Then he went to find clothes for his wife.

The second master and Fu Xiaoan slept in the same room. When Zhou Chunhe went there, Fu Xiaoan was waiting anxiously at the door of the toilet.

Finally, the sound of ticking came from inside, followed by the sound of smooth running water.

If he dared to write those messy things that openly molested her, a decent woman, she would definitely let him taste the taste of a yellow belt in Taekwondo. Although her fists were not very strong, she could bite, shove, sneak attack, and even play rogue.

"He went out through the door. He must have gone back. By the way, he left a letter for you."

The second master lowered his head and said nothing.

The letter in her hand had been pulled out of shape by her.

"What's the matter? Is it important?" Jiang Lu asked concerned.

After closing the door and coming out, he and Fu Xiaoan stood alone, counting the time passing by little by little. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. In his entire life, except for the night when his wife gave birth, he had never felt this way before.

Time is hard to bear.

Zhou Chunhe's eyes suddenly turned red, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, "There are still so many bugs in the winter."

"Get up, Zhou Tian is still at home."

When they arrived at the room, Zhou Chunhe had already fallen asleep snoring evenly. Jiang Lu was exhausted and sleepy. He didn't want to think anymore and couldn't think anymore. He washed his face casually, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep.

Zhao Bin smiled and said, "That's fine."

"It's time to get up. I'll go take a look. You eat first."

Zhou Chunhe asked Fu Xiaoan to look at the second master and went downstairs.

Jiang Lu didn't dare to talk any more that day. Jiang Lu was afraid that she would feel guilty. Zhou Chunhe was blowing the cold wind in the back, and he didn't know if he was awake or not.

Zhou Chunhe pushed the door open directly and entered.

"It's not me," Fu Xiaoan said in embarrassment, "it's the second master."

Zhao Bin glanced here, and Jiang Lu shrank back, thinking he was looking in the rearview mirror. She didn't want Zhao Bin's eyes to fall on her face, and said in a gentle tone, "You are right, there is no need to blame yourself."

Zhou Chunhe looked at her helplessly, "What are you thinking about?" Then he pulled out a piece of clothing, which turned out to be buried under the quilt.

"I don't blame myself." Jiang Lu blurted out. After saying this, he felt it was inappropriate and turned his face to the window.

"Get ready with the second master and go downstairs to have breakfast. We will go back later."

"What's wrong with the second master?"

"Well, Second Master has something to do that has delayed us for a while."

Zhou Chunhe couldn't let Zhou Chunhe know about this. If he knew that he was being cheated, he would kill Zhao Bin first and then her. Jiang Lu touched his neck and was glad that her head was still resting on her neck.

"Forehead?"

"Broken baby, I don't seem to be of any use anymore." After the second master finished speaking, he lowered his head. His voice was very small and full of guilt. His eyes did not dare to look at Zhou Chunhe, as if he had caused a lot of trouble for everyone.

Big trouble.

"Just wait, I'll find you a urinal."

"Well, you go ahead." Jiang Lu nodded.

She was so angry that she had a headache.

"I just threw it away. I can't remember clearly. I'm too sleepy." Jiang Lu apologized.

"Have you paid? Where are the others?" Jiang Lu asked.

"It doesn't matter, she also knows she was wrong, you don't have to blame yourself." Zhao Bin said again.

Zhao Bin's driving posture was very sophisticated. He put one hand on the window and held the steering wheel with one hand. His bones were clear and he smiled softly. "If you were asking about the injury on her face, it would have been cured long ago."

"Okay." Fu Xiaoan was quiet now, and his respect for Zhou Chunhe increased.

Jiang Lu couldn't help trembling and went upstairs uneasily.

"I'll try my best not to drink next time. Should I sleep for a while or get up now?" Zhou Chunhe asked.

Zhou Chunhe came back soon and brought breakfast, a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun, an egg, and a small plate of pickles. For those who were hungover last night, this breakfast was undoubtedly the best.

At this moment, Zhou Chunhe was wearing a shirt with the two buttons on the collar open. As he swallowed the water, his throat slid obviously.

"That's it, take a look for yourself." The front desk handed over an envelope.

"If you are in a hurry, go to the toilet downstairs. When I came up just now, I saw there was another one there."

"Your sister, how are you doing recently?" Jiang Lu asked against her will. She didn't really care about her, but it would be hard to bear without saying anything.

"I can't tell you why I, an old man, come to a big restaurant to eat. I'm just causing trouble for others." The second master feels that he can't urinate now. It means there is a serious problem with his body. He shouldn't come out. He shouldn't come out.

It is a trouble for everyone, let alone the owner of the hotel. If he dies here, his conscience will not be at ease.

Jiang Lu was startled, and then he remembered that he had slapped his sister.

I searched all over the room but couldn't find my coat, "Where did you put it yesterday?"

Zhou Chunhe reached into the quilt and explored it.

He picked it up and shook it, and a letter fell out of his pocket.

When the envelope slid past the corner of Jiang Lu's eyes, Jiang Lu's heart jumped into her throat. It was over, she had completely forgotten about this.

Zhou Chunhe had already picked up the letter and looked at the words on the envelope, "Is it from Zhao Bin?"

The bitterness of the second master is the bitterness of a generation. The embarrassment of the second master is the embarrassment of a generation. The bewilderment of the second master is the bewilderment of many old people who have never traveled far and have stayed in the countryside all their lives.
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