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Chapter 270: Jia Zhangshi, don't die, get up and dance

But even after being beaten like this, Sha Mao still hugged his head with a smile and accepted it all.

He Yuzhu was so tired that he was out of breath. Xu Damao was staggering with panda eyes, but he was still standing.

He even came forward and said, "Silly Zhu, you're already up, come and have a drink with me."

As he said this, he put his hand on He Yuzhu's shoulder, as if they were good friends for many years, which made He Yuzhu so angry that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Get lost, how much alcohol have you drunk? If you want to drink, go ahead. I have to go home and sleep. I didn't sleep last night." As he said this, he yawned and turned back to close the door.

Since Xu Damao had woken everyone up and went out, how could he let him go so easily? He stretched out his hand to block the door of He Yuzhu's house and put his head forward, not afraid that He Yuzhu would close the door and pinch his head.

He threatened He Yuzhu softly:

"Silly Zhu, if you dare not drink with me tonight, believe it or not, I will tell everyone in the courtyard about what you two just did tomorrow. Oh, no, I will also spread the word about you in the courtyard opposite."

After being threatened by Xu Damao in such a rogue manner, He Yuzhu was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Wang Gensheng has always told him that Xu Damao is a real villain. If he can say that, he will definitely be able to do it. By then, the things between the two of them will become the dirty jokes that every household will talk about after dinner.

He Yuzhu was so angry that his eyes turned red and his fists were clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound. He was gathering strength to launch a big move, to let Xu Damao know why the flowers were so red.

But He Yuzhu didn't dare to gamble, for fear that even if he beat the bastard, Xu Damao might not be defeated. When he sobers up tomorrow and realizes that he's been wronged, he might still spread the word about him. What should he do?

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and agreed to Xu Damao's request, just wanting to suppress his own affairs.

"Isn't it just drinking? Who's afraid of who? Whoever dares not drink is a grandson." He Yuzhu also started cursing.

"Drinking alone is so boring. We need to find someone else to accompany us," Xu Damao said. The two of them put their arms around each other's shoulders and knocked on the door of Wang Gensheng's courtyard.

Wang Gensheng is lucky.

Fortunately, a small courtyard gate was built in his house, so when he and He Yushui were playing games in the house, they were not disturbed by the sound of two people banging on the door, and their voices were not broadcast live.

Only after the two men had decided the winner of the fight did Wang Gensheng put on his clothes, cursing, and go out, opening the door to the courtyard.

Looking at the drunk Xu Damao and the amiable He Yuzhu.

Wang Gensheng also wanted to beat both of them up, but then he looked down at his own arms and legs, and after comparing them with the two people in front of him, Wang Gensheng gave in without hesitation.

Yes, he had to admit defeat. He could not beat the two men in front of him. Even if he had learned the basics of quick martial arts, he could not keep his distance and two fists could not beat four hands.

So, Xu Damao and He Yuzhu took one on each side, put their arms on his shoulders, dragged both of Wang Gensheng's feet off the ground, and went to drink with them.

With the addition of chef He Yuzhu, we can still cook even in the middle of the night.

With the joining of Wang Gensheng, a local tycoon in Siheyuan, there is always endless wine to drink even in the middle of the night.

With the drunken Xu Damao hosting the show, there are endless beautiful stories to tell even in this secluded courtyard.

Just like that, you have stories, I have wine, He Yuzhu cooks two more dishes, and the three of us start drinking in the yard in the middle of the night.

When Xu Damao was drunk, he hummed the song that Wang Gensheng had taught him when he occasionally found something good: "Today is a good day. Everything you wish for will come true."

The singing made Wang Gensheng laugh out loud. In this quiet courtyard, this scene seemed out of place and also very disharmonious with the sad atmosphere of the day.

However, Wang Gensheng, who was drunk, couldn't care less.

The three of them drank and sang. Finally, Wang Gensheng also took advantage of the wine and became interested. He seemed to be partying with his buddies in modern times. He opened his mouth and shouted loudly:

"Brothers, get excited. I'll teach you two how to dance."

Wow, this is really fun, I can do whatever I want.

Speaking of jokes, I've heard of dancing on graves, but have you ever heard of dancing in front of someone's mourning hall?

He Yuzhu and Xu Damao learned very quickly. After Wang Gensheng made only one move, they were already able to keep up with the rhythm. After Wang Gensheng made three moves, they had already learned to create their own.

From the relatively easy-to-diligent social shake to the very difficult space dance steps, and the yet-to-be-popular breakdance, Xu Damao was able to perform them well under the influence of alcohol.

Wang Gensheng was also very enthusiastic and danced a window-wiping dance seriously, finally regaining his face temporarily and letting Xu Damao go and learn.

But after this activity, Wang Gensheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

The more intense the activity, the faster the blood flowed, and the more the alcohol in the blood surged up. Soon his head felt dizzy. Afraid of losing his balance and falling to the ground, Wang Gensheng quickly found a stool to sit down.

He still retains the last bit of clarity.

Xu Damao was different. He almost soaked himself in the wine jar all day. He took advantage of the drunkenness to act crazy. He turned around and ran to the house of Old Jia opposite and started knocking on the door.

In the middle of the night, you knocked on a widow's door. How dare you? What's more, you knocked on the door of a widow who was in mourning. Damn it!

Wang Gensheng was stunned by such an action and sobered up instantly; He Yuzhu was also half drunk and half awake, and could not pull Xu Damao back by himself.

Qin Huairu, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again by the three people drinking and dancing in the yard. He was very angry at the moment. How could Xu Damao dare to knock on his door?

Qin Huairu was so angry that she turned around and got up, holding a stick in one hand to push the door.

"Wow!"

A sound.

He suddenly opened the door.

Xu Damao might have been stunned by this sudden move.

He looked at Qin Huairu, who had a solemn expression in front of him, squinted his eyes, raised two fingers, tapped on Qin Huairu's forehead, and pushed Qin Huairu back two steps.

I don’t know whether Qin Huairu didn’t react or was just afraid, she just took two steps back stupidly instead of hitting Xu Damao on the head with the stick in her hand.

The next scene is even more exciting and explosive.