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Four hundred and ninetieth chapters wine into the throat

Chapter 493: Wine enters the throat

When Zhang Ke's right leg broke, Zhang Yi sat in the living room downstairs for a day. That day, Zhang Ke did not meet Zhang Yi. This is a year and a half since we last met.

Zhang Ke and his uncle walked over with the sound. The bungalows in this area looked like they were built by villagers for rent, and they were slightly neatly arranged. A row of houses may be connected to ten or eight rooms, with a roof covered with colored steel tiles and red bricks on the walls and limes. The rent for this simple room is not thirty or fifty yuan a month, and some nearby textile factories rented as employee dormitories.

Haizhou Holdings moved several sponge factories to the cotton textile industrial park in Beiguan, and there were more textile factories nearby. In order to save the cost of Sudong, they recruited more workers from other places to Haizhou. When they came to this area, there were many young girls, dressed simply, and had a few dignified appearances. Unlike seven or eight years later, those with dignified appearances went to bath centers, beauty houses, and foot bathing rooms to work.

Zhang Yi and a girl stood by the well in front of the room. There was a big red plastic basin at her feet, soaked in soaked clothes. Compared to a year and a half ago, Zhang Yi had a less frivolous look on her face, a bit of moustache on her lips, a bit of beard on her chin, and was wearing a mechanic's canvas work clothes, covered with oil stains, and her image was a bit sloppy. She probably found a job for mechanics in a nearby textile factory. He was snatching a soaked dress from the girl's hand and pushing the girl into the house.

That is, when she met Zhang Yi in front of the school gate last time, the girl Zhang Ke had met was very thin compared to last time, with a protruding cheekbones and almost unrecognizable. Her face was pale and had no blood. At this time, she was not pretty, and her eyes were big and bright. My uncle said that the girl had just had abortion not long ago, and her body must have not recovered.

The girl didn't want to go back to the house, so she pushed Zhang Yi's arm into the house, but her head turned around and wanted to say something. She was stunned when she saw Zhang Zhifei and Zhang Ke.

Zhang Yi felt abnormal at this time. When he turned around, he was a little stunned. He was not sure about their purpose, nor did he want to say more about his situation. He was silent there.

Zhang Ke didn't say anything. After hearing Zhang Yi's voice, he and his uncle heard the conversation between them. They didn't want to come over to embarrass Zhang Yi, but when they heard that the girl was in poor health and their lives were so difficult. If they suffered a loss, they would feel the root cause of their illness, and they would regret it.

"Zhang Ke and I happened to pass by here, so we came over to take a look. I heard that others have seen you here. We don't care about your father," Zhang Zhifei said, taking out an envelope from his pocket and stuffing it into Zhang Yi's hand. Zhang Yi retracted his hand and stuffed it into the girl's hand. He said to Zhang Yi, "Zhang Ke and I don't have much money on him. That's all. If you want to recharge any man, you can accept the money first and return it to us later."

The girl looked at Zhang Yi, hesitating whether to take the envelope or not. Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Ke, then at his uncle Zhang Zhifei, and said, "I want to take good care of Wen Xian; I have nothing to do with the Zhang family, and I will not lose the face of the Zhang family. I will give you the money."

"This kind of thing is like drinking water, you know the warmth and coldness of the cold. As long as you are content, you can do it," said Zhang Ke. "As for the face of the Zhang family, it is not something you can lose if you say you want to. You don't have to worry about these things." Put your hand in your pocket and asked your uncle: "Are we leaving?"

Just as Zhang Ke said, this is like drinking water, and you know the cold and warmth. Zhang Zhifei slapped his lips and sighed lightly. He wanted to say something but didn't say it, and turned around and left with Zhang Ke.

The road in this private house was roundabout. After walking back and searching for a while, I found the parking place. When I got into the car, Zhang Ke said to my uncle: "This worldly pool is muddy, and it is easy to get into it. It is too difficult to get out again. If you get out, you will understand everything..."

"Why did you suddenly feel these feelings?" Zhang Zhifei started the car, "I hope they both can understand?"

"Oh, I was just a little emotional," Zhang Ke responded, "Essence of the world is knowledge, human feelings are warm and cold, and articles are just a little different from people."

Zhang Zhifei was not sure what Zhang Ke was saying. It might not be too vicissitudes when he said these words at his age. Of course, maybe it was because of talent. Some people have good understanding and shine even without hardship. If Zhang Ke cannot do this, he will not have the current achievements. To be honest, people of their generation have almost suffered and suffered setbacks, but whether they can get from these hardships and setbacks depends on their own understanding. Zhang Zhifei thought to himself: Big brother is the kind of person who cannot get out of it. I hope Zhang Yi can become more tenacious and wash away the impetuousness in his body.

After exploring the road in that private house for a long time, I found the car. The dusk was getting darker. Zhang Zhifei took Zhang Ke to a mutton restaurant called Maoer Huzi in Beiguan to eat mutton. Zhang Ke was very excited and pulled his uncle to drink the wine. It was the kind of glutinous rice wine produced in Haizhou. It was soaked with lard and lard. It was soft and sweet in the mouth, but the aftermath was no less than low-altitude white wine.

Zhang Ke was thinking about Zhang Yi's personality, which was somewhat soaked by the worldly style. Some playboys' little tempers would not be unfair. If his life was not intervened by himself, it would be like this. Perhaps it was dull and impermanent, and he would not have to endure any hardships; he did not expect that he would have walked so hard now.

Zhang Ke couldn't help but wonder whether his past life had come out or not? It shouldn't be.

After drinking a lot of wine, Zhang Ke and his uncle couldn't drive the car, so they had to call Fu Jun to pick them up. They stumbled into the car, and the alcohol came up, and their consciousness began to float: Didn't I have the idea of ​​not having the appearance of her, even if she would rather be an ugly monster than keep her by her side? It was just a thought, and she didn't even have the courage to care whether she would live well in the future. The look of Xu Si in his previous life flashed through his mind, which made people feel desperate when they saw her. At that moment, wasn't there any idea that she could give up everything for her? After this consciousness, Zhang Ke only remembered to vomit, but didn't know if she was vomiting in the car.

When he woke up again, his headache was split. He lay on the bed with the curtains pulled, and only a faint light came in through the curtains. Zhang Ke groped to sit up and supported his hand onto a handful of smooth long hair.

"Ah!" Xu Si exclaimed gently in pain.

Zhang Ke hurriedly raised his hand, and only the shape could be clearly identified in the glimmer of light, so Zhang Ke still saw Xu Si's eyes clearly.

"Are you awake?" Xu Si groped and turned on the lamp on the bedside table and asked Zhang Ke in a quiet voice, "Why are you drinking so much wine? Do you want to drink some warm water?" Xu Si got up and wanted to pour boiling water. The water prepared on the bedside table was already cold.

"Let me hold it for a while."

"Ah!" Xu Si stood there with some difficulty.

Zhang Ke held her waist tightly, and the desperate eyes that Xu Si in his previous life showed at the trial. With the unscathed alcohol, the emotions of his previous life were merged into it, and he felt very heartbreaking.

Xu Si could feel Zhang Ke's strong emotions, but she didn't know where this emotion came out. She let him hold him tightly and gently stroke his head to relieve his strong emotions.

After a while, Zhang Ke packed up his emotions, rinsed his mouth, and poured two large cups of warm water. He felt much more comfortable and relieved his headache. He asked Xu Si: "Why are you here? I think I have vomited, but I don't remember where I vomited. Didn't you?"

"I am with Sister Wanqing. I heard that you are drunk too much, so I come over and have a look. You didn't vomit me. When it's dawn, you apologize to Sister Wanqing, and you still grabbed the wrong place in your hand." Xu Si said, "I'm afraid that you will wake up at night and no one will take care of you, so I stayed."

"Ah," Zhang Ke didn't dare to ask where Wan Qing was caught. He heard Xu Si say this, but he didn't dare to look her in the eyes. He only explained, "The wine is really good. I didn't feel anything when I drink in the store. I was a little drunk and thought it would be enough to blow the wind. I didn't expect that the alcohol would come to my head when I stood up. My uncle had to hold the table to stand firm. How about him?"

"Fu Jun sent him home first. After you came back, he called and asked you how he was. He sobered up at that time and said you were drinking more fiercely than him."

"Hehe," Zhang Ke moved to the other side of the bed, asked Xu Si to come in, hugged her in his arms, and told Xu Si about going to see Zhang Yi with his uncle in the afternoon.

Turning off the light, Xu Si pillowed on Zhang Ke's arm, just listening quietly, his eyes shining in the night, staring at Zhang Ke, and at the end, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, and after a long time he said, "It's not bad for this girl to meet Zhang Yi, but why are you drinking so much, for this?"

"Oh, I remember a dream I had, a dream that could not be restored and still hurt when I woke up..."

"What dream?"

Even if he used a dream, Zhang Ke couldn't bear to tell her about Xu Si's experience in his previous life. He held her small head and put her face on his chest, and said, "It's just a dream that makes people feel heartbroken when they wake up. It makes them feel heartbroken after they say it, so I won't say it anymore."
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