Soon, the table was full of food and the pyramid-shaped arrangement of several barrels of wine. It has to be said that this table is indeed large.

Zuo Lan feasted and swept the rest of the clouds at the things on the table.

That branch is a bit boring, and the greasy food is kept in front of you and you don’t want to move. Can this kind of thing really be eaten?

I lost my appetite at first glance, and I heard that the person on the other side was eating wildly.

She lay on the table, playing with the tableware with her fingers, and pulled from the left to the right, and then back again. When she was bored, she yawned.

"Eat, aren't you hungry?" Zuo Lan lowered her head, looked up at her eyes, and her hands and mouth did not stop at all.

The twig put the tableware and asked with a stern face: "Mr. Kale, what kind of person are you?"

"A bastard, gangster, playboy who plays with life, executioner, and hopeful fighter."

“Self-proud?”

"It's not all. I think the executioner is real. You took the bastard and the gangster." Zuo Lan stopped eating. "For example, I have killed many of your great soldiers. What impressed me the most was a newly-adult boy. When I jumped into the trenches, he was still in a ignorant stage and was stabbed to death by my bayonet."

The branch suddenly became serious: "Don't you feel soft-hearted?"

Zuo Lan grabbed the barrel and poured it in: "No, I remember the boy's panic expression, his hands were trembling. Also, he should be asking for forgiveness, I have no mercy on him."

The branch was speechless, she wanted to blame her, but she had nothing to say.

Zuo Lan added: "Actually, I am quite pitiful, for example, when I was almost whipped to death by a whip, and until now, I still have scars on my back."

His casual appearance is hard to remind people of his miserable childhood.

The branch was completely invisible, and she asked: "Tell me, I want to know what kind of tragic experience you can have."

Zuo Lan wiped her mouth with her sleeve, drank another sip of wine, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Okay, brother, I will tell you, the little nobleman. I asked someone to write some of the experiences in a book, and you may see them in the future."

"You still write books?"

"It doesn't matter." Zuo Lan waved his hand and continued, "I used to have a playmate named Nabi. Remember, the word Bi in his name is probably a stupid Minba, who is so stupid.

Maybe his family wanted to make him rich and prosperous in the future, so he took the largest currency unit as the name. However, this guy is a second-rate guy, and you should not know what this word means, probably the kind of person who does nothing all day long.

What this guy likes most is to bully children from the same village. I remember that he always likes to give others nicknames. Today he breaks the old lady's crutches, steals straw from his neighbor's house tomorrow, and forces a child born with dementia to call him father.

We often play together. After work, we usually prepare to go to bed after dinner. Minba has no free time, and the children of Minba cannot have time to rest. We will take advantage of the night and when everyone is sleeping, we will climb out of the hut and explore in the dark.

Don’t ask what the hut is or something, I’ll tell you if I have the chance. I remember one day later, my sister returned to the village. You may not know that the nobles have regulations on us that each family will give birth to at least three boys, with the purpose of making it easier to work.

It's too much? At some gatherings in Wangdu, I heard someone tease a lady saying that this lady had given birth to so many children, just like Minba."

The twig had to interrupt Zuo Lan and said with a little distress: "If nothing unexpected happens, that lady is my mother. I'm glad you used the word lady."

After hearing this, Zuo Lan smiled and raised a bucket of wine to suggest, "Then we have to drink one. Congratulations, you have a heroic mother in your family."

The zhi was too lazy to argue with this man, probably couldn't even pull it off. She picked up a bucket of wine, clinked the glass symbolically, and took a symbolic sip. After taking it, she wiped her mouth with her thumb.

Zuo Lan Gudu Gudu finished drinking the wine in the barrel and continued his story: "If a family has enough children, then there will be a place to work in the city. Fortunately, my family has it and gave it to my sister, claiming that the girl can find a good family.

Of course, this shows that I should have many brothers. My eldest brother died when he was young and was hit by a carriage. When my second brother was seven years old, he was beaten to death by a whip by the supervisor because he didn't work hard. I also had a third brother, which was meaningless and died when he was born. My fourth brother had the best relationship with me, and he always stole some things for me to eat. Once he was caught and hanged in front of the whole village."

"Wait, won't it?"

When Nazhi listened to this story, she felt incredible or even unreasonable. This was not at all. Moreover, when Zuo Lan told the story, it didn't seem real.

Zuo Lan was abnormal, with flames burning in her eyes, and anger wrapped in hatred was burning.

This murderous anger really scared the chirping. She never thought that this man who laughed all day long would have such a look.

Zuo Lan reached out and wiped his face. The hatred disappeared in an instant, replaced by a naughty smile: "What? If you don't believe it, you won't believe it.

I continued to talk about it. Your nobles did a good job in this regard. Although my brothers have passed away, there are still quotas. I am very pleased that you can do something that others can do.

My sister and I are two years apart. Because I am the youngest, my relationship is the best. Of course, my fourth brother will be excluded.

When I was seventeen years old, my sister who was sent to the city came back. The whole village was like looking at some rare treasures. She wore a dress that only free people would wear, and there was a patch on her back. Even so, it was the most luxurious clothing in our village.

Do you know what my sister is in when she returns to the village? She is out of place, her living habits and cognition are incompatible, and she can’t even eat our food at all. Just like you are now, the whole village is watching our jokes."

The zhi listened, very unwilling to accept it. She mustered up the courage to try a bite of greasy food. It felt okay, not very bad.

So she took two more bites and looked at Zuo Lan provocatively.

"Okay, I know, you're great, okay." Zuo Lan grabbed the barrel and said, "One more?"

"Come here."

The branch picked up the wine barrel in an extremely heroic manner, touched the barrel, and drank it.

Zuo Lan took a deep breath, put the wine barrel aside, and said again: "Not only the food, but also the clothes I wear. No matter how dirty my sister's clothes were, she would never change them.

Her body was getting thinner and thinner, and the whole family felt distressed. Once, I asked her why she didn't go back to the city? She said she didn't have to go back recently. In fact, I found out later that she was fired.

Of course, it’s not that she did not do well, but because she is a Minba, and she can replace her as long as she is an individual, without any reason.

So, after she came back, she had to participate in the work in the village. She was so thin that she looked so thin, and the workload was so huge that people could not bear it at all.

Nabi finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he decided to be a flower guard messenger and go to steal something for my sister to eat at the supervisor's house. Do you think the word "flower messenger" is not appropriate? What does the boy in the lowest class want to protect is also the lowest way.

The theft was very difficult and he was caught. I still clearly remember that the two free people determined his fate just like usual chats.

Imagine that a bug crawled to you. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether you kill this bug or not. Moreover, this bug did nothing to harm the world. The only sin is to upset you.

Nabi is such a bug. He was sent to the gallows and hung in front of everyone. It was quite interesting. Before he died, he stomped his legs randomly, trying to step on something to relieve the pain on his neck."

Zuo Lan's expressionless narration can be seen by anyone. He is deliberately suppressing it and using all his strength to suppress it.

Nazhi's heart was pounding when she heard this story. She never thought that something unspeakable would happen in an unknown place.
Chapter completed!