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Chapter 273

After drinking the wine, it was already late at night. Everyone dispersed and went home.

Sang Bai walked home alone along the small path by the river. This was not the nearest path, and it took about half of the road. However, Sang Bai didn't care about these two or three minutes at this moment, because he wanted to dissipate his alcohol on the road.

Halfway through his way, a cool breeze suddenly blew over. Sang Bai's stomach churned, holding on to the branches beside him, and letting out a sound: Vomit! Then the food smelled like alcohol rolled out of the stomach.

After vomiting, I suddenly felt that my whole body was much better.

Sangbai wiped his mouth and said to himself: "I drank a little too much today!"

The five people bragged and added the small wine twice, which means that the five people drank four kilograms of white wine. Others don’t know the amount, but the Sangbai was indeed a bit overdose.

It’s not good to eat and drink, and it will be overwhelming without realizing it, just like the current cypress.

Just as Sang Bai was about to continue moving forward, Ji Lianwen's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Who is there?" Ji Lianwen walked closer and then found that there was a figure not far away. He was shocked and shone it here with the flashlight in his hand.

Sang Bai felt a little uncomfortable because of the strong light of the flashlight, so he raised his hand to block it, and then slowly exposed his head and looked at Ji Lianwen. Only then did he realize that it was not only Ji Lianwen, but also his wife Xu Zhaodi.

The couple saw Sang Bai clearly, and Xu Zhaodi asked curiously: "Mr. Sang, why are you standing here in the middle of the night? Why? Are you driven out by Yan Qiu?"

Ji Lianwen smiled and said, "That's all, it would be strange if you don't get kicked out when you drink."

The couple actually started joking about Sang Bai.

Sang Bai's eyes had recovered at this time. He didn't care about the couple's joke. Instead, he asked: "What are you two doing?"

Ji Lianwen said: "Swap my dad, we will be vigil in the watermelon field tonight."

"Oh!" Sang Bai replied.

Ji Lianwen said: "You are fine, are you going to send you home?"

"No, no, I just vomited, I'm not that drunk now," said Sangbai.

Ji Lianwen said: "What a pity, good wine and good dishes are cheaper than fish."

Xu Zhaodi said: "Although this is the case, you should go home early. It is not safe to walk by the river with drunkenness."

Sangbai nodded and said, "I know, you guys are busy with yours, I'll go home soon."

When he heard Sang Bai say this, and seeing Sang Bai's appearance standing without shaking, he could walk smoothly even if he took two steps. He felt that as Sang Bai said, he was in a good state of mind and was not drunk enough to ask people to help the people. So Ji Lianwen and his wife stopped talking and walked along the path to their own melon fields.

Sang Bai walked about ten meters alone and came to the village's large drying yard. At this time, some villagers have chosen to sleep in the cool drying yard.

At about ten o'clock, there were not many people sleeping, most of them were playing, and the children didn't know what to play, so they ran around in the drying field. The silly boys and silly girls were actually yelling, and the adults were playing nonsense.

Sang Bai stood in a corner of the drying stadium, looking at the people on the drying stadium, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, because both adults and children were in a strong sense of life, so this tranquility could not be performed anymore, and it came from everyone's heart.

After watching for a while, Sangbai left the drying yard and continued to walk along the stone path on the small river bank towards his home. After passing through the small stone bridge, he saw the melon from his second aunt's house. He reached out and grabbed one, then rubbed the melon peel with his hand and put it to his mouth and started to chew it.

Crack, Crack!

A crispy melon was gnawing in the quiet night, making the mulberry sound like a big mouse stealing melon.

Just as Sang Bai was eating melons, he suddenly saw a black shadow running towards him in front of him. He didn't have to look carefully. Such a big black shadow would not have a third choice except for autumn harvest and the big bull. And what appeared here at this time might be autumn harvest.

Sang Bai looked closely and found that the round autumn harvest was running towards him.

Seeing that autumn harvest came to me, Sangbai threw the remaining half of the melon into the 'bloody mouth' of autumn harvest. He reached out to pick another one, and put it on his body and wiped it.

Bang!

The melon was divided into two, and the mulberry ate a small half, and most of the remaining ones were thrown into Qiuhu's mouth.

How fast is the autumn harvest? A melon is also a pig Bajie ate ginseng fruit, and his throat slipped and he went in. So the melon in Sangbai's hand only chewed two bites and then came to the autumn harvest belly.

There was no choice but to say to Qiu Chong: "You can't always pick melons from other aunt's house. If you don't have enough vegetable garden, you won't be able to feed you if you turn it off. So let's change the place."

Sang Bai suddenly brought the autumn harvest into the space. As soon as he entered the space, the autumn harvest shook his cheeks and started to eat peaches, bite one by one.

Sang Bai was lying on the grass and hugged her hands comfortably behind her head. Looking at the blue sky above her head, Sang Bai said: "I don't know how long it has been since I lie down like this comfortably here."

Since the eldest son Sang Xu was born, Sang Bai rarely lie in the space for a few hours. At this time, Sang suddenly missed such days.

Unconsciously lifting his feet, crossing his legs, holding his hands behind his head, holding a stem of grass on his mouth, shaking his feet while humming the adapted online Bujiankang tune. Sang Bai felt that he seemed to have been back ten years ago.

I thought it was so beautiful that Sang Bai fell asleep unknowingly. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Qiu Huo was sleeping next to him, and the snoring was so loud that it was so loud that this guy was rushing to his legs, otherwise...

Sang Bai was thinking about otherwise, but he only heard a gurgle.

Gu~!

Then a smell came to my face!

“I x!”

Sang Bai covered his nose and turned his face aside, and stretched out his legs and kicked the fat meat in autumn harvest.

"You guy farts too bad, what are you eating?" Sang Bai rolled three times in a row, rolling out almost two meters away, and then avoided Qiu Sheng's biochemical attack.

The foot of Sangbai is not even tickling for the autumn harvest. It does not affect the quality of sleep in the autumn harvest. The little slut is still very rhythmic.

Sang Bai stood up, stretched his waist, shouted twice, then left the space, and as soon as it came out, the space was immediately shaken by the sunlight outside. He reached out and blocked his eyes for a while before he got used to it. He looked up at the watch and then screamed "Why not."

When I returned home with Xiao jogging, I found Xia Yanqiu was spinning with anxiety on her face.

When I heard the footsteps, I found that Sang Bai was back. The surprise on my face suddenly replaced the anxiety I had just now.

"Where have you gone?" Xia Yanqiu said.

Sangbai said: "You may not believe it when you say it, I ran to the bamboo bench over there and slept all night."

"Will you sleep comfortably?" Xia Yanqiu asked.

Originally, Xia Yanqiu thought that Sang Bai had come back from drinking and slept in the study. As for why she didn't get up in the morning, she obviously had drunk too much. When she got up and prepared the meal, she served her third son to school, and fed Xiao Sier to bed, so she wanted to call Sang Bai to get up and have dinner.

When she arrived at Sangbai's study, Xia Yanqiu pushed open the door and saw that there was no one inside, and it didn't look like someone had slept last night. Now Xia Yanqiu was a little anxious and felt so indifferent for a moment.

After walking around the yard like a headless fly, she was thinking about what to do, but Sang Bai appeared in front of her.

I originally wanted to complain a few times, but when I heard Sang Bai say that he was sleeping on the bench outside, Xia Yanqiu Bo felt distressed.

"I'm drinking a little high. I originally wanted to sit in a chair and take a rest, but who would have thought that I would fall asleep after this rest? Fortunately, Qiu Sheng is with me," said Sang Bai.

Xia Yanqiu asked, "Where is the autumn harvest?"

Sang Bai looked behind him, and then he remembered that Qiu Sheng was still sleeping in the space, so he said, "Maybe he went out to see his wife again."

Xia Yanqiu did not think too much, but asked Sang Bai to wash his hands and eat. After the meal, he urged him to take a shower, change his clothes and go back to bed to make up for a nap.

Originally, Sang Bai was unhappy, but she couldn't help but Xia Yanqiu kept saying it, so she honestly returned to the bed. She thought she couldn't sleep anymore, but who knew that she fell asleep again after getting stuck in the bed.

It was time to make lunch at noon. After Sang Bai was resurrected from blood, he began to make lunch for the family. At this time, Xia Yanqiu's responsibility was to take Xiao Sier.

"Don't drink so much wine next time. Look at it's summer. What would happen if you sleep like this in winter?" Xia Yanqiu said.

"I understand, mainly because I brag yesterday and brag out of interest. You don't know that the two professors who can brag the most among us are actually two professors. Some people say that the more educated you are, the more you can talk about it..." Sang Bai said.

Xia Yanqiu said: "If you can talk about it, you should pay attention to the amount. Don't you know how much you can drink. It seems that I have to control the amount every time I drink next time. There are only three bottles of wine for five people, and each person counts according to the six. If there are more barrels such as Dongsheng on the table, you can put more wine, but it is not for you to drink, it is only for people like Dongsheng."

"Okay, okay, it's up to you," Sang Bo said with a smile.

Sang Bai didn't like drinking it like he did last night. He liked the feeling of being slightly fumigated. His mind was still there, but his feet were a little light. Instead, he didn't feel like he was drunk.

"Oh, by the way, Dongsheng came in the morning. He came over and notified that each family would go to the village committee office to hold a meeting and discuss the road construction matters."

"I have nothing, I agree to practice it. As for how to practice the Dharma, I have no objection," said Sang Bo.

It seems that it is not possible to not build roads now. Although Sangbai thinks it is good now, the villagers who are increasingly inconvenient don’t think so. Sangbai doesn’t want to be right with everyone, so he simply agrees directly.

Xia Yanqiu nodded after hearing this and said, "This is also the general trend. If you don't stop yourself from the people, this is very good!"
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