Two pots of water

Jiang Chu was stunned when he saw Tan Zui's battle.

"Drinking meat?" He flicked the toothpick barrel with a certain beer on the table, "Two bottles of beer are enough to enjoy the fun, and this kind of competition is useless."

"You drink yours." Tan Zui hooked him another bottle of beer, and began to order food slowly, meaning that we both drink our own, and no one will affect the other.

"No, are you a student?" Jiang Chu glared at him.

If Tan Zui's so-called "drink" is such a drinking method, then Jiang Chu will directly admit defeat.

He can still drink two bottles of beer, and liquor has always been two taels.

It is said that there is a lot of two taels, and it is only a small cup if he is still awake. After drinking two taels, he can no longer find the north.

Tan's favorite is still two bottles of big bullpen, directly two catties, if he really wants to do this, it's better to just put him here with the bottom of the bottle.

"I can't drink this, pour it in a glass, take it easy." Jiang Chu waved his hand, "Add two skewers of roasted rice cakes for me."

Tan Zui eats out the same as at home, he has nothing to say, he eats his own food and wine.

Jiang Chu was already used to it, peeling the crayfish without saying a word, and it was considered a victory for Qin Zuo to answer two of his ten sentences.

While eating, he observed Tan Zui's wine bottle, seeing that the bottom of the bottle was gone. Apart from a little redness at the corners of Tan Zui's eyes, he didn't look like he was drunk.

When Jiang Chu was grilling shrimp, a tong flew into the beer mug, and Tan Zui picked it up steadily with his chopsticks, and threw it into the iron plate with a clang.

"Pour me a glass of yours." Jiang Chu glanced suspiciously at the bottle, is it a low degree or something?

Daben used to drink Red Star when he was in school, and Daben was quite drinkable, even if he drank a catty, he would have to shake it.

Qin Zui's amount is a bit scary.

Bought fake wine?

Tan Zui didn't pour it for him, but just pushed the beer bottle towards Jiang Chu again.

"Don't want this." Jiang Chu poured out the half glass of beer soaked in the shrimp claws just now, and pushed it back to Tan Zui with the beer bottle on it, "Just pour one sip."

"It's easy to get drunk if you drink it together." Tan Zui poured him half a glass.

"You carry me back when you're drunk." Jiang Chu said.

Tan Zui glanced at him and said nothing.

He usually felt that Jiang Chu talked too much, but after drinking half a glass of white wine, his words immediately began to develop in an uncontrollable direction.

For a while, I asked Tan if he was full, and for a while, he asked him what else he would like to eat.

Alcohol rolled in his stomach again, so he simply peeled a shrimp himself, raised his hand and handed it to Tan Zui, the direction was still a little crooked, pointed straight at his nose, and said, "Try one? See if you are allergic, anyway. There are still medicines at home."

Qin Zui had almost finished eating, leaned on the stool and hugged his arms to look at him, and without seeing Jiang Chu's hand, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the shrimp, threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Tan Zui, stand up and walk around for me to see." Jiang Chu lit a cigarette and drank it, put his arms on the table with his face crossed, and looked at Tan Zui dazedly.

With a bottle and a half of cold beer and about one or two more Erguotou, Jiang Chu is not drunk yet, but he is definitely getting drunk. His mind is light, he always wants to talk, and he also wants to laugh.

Tan Zui looked at him like this, hooked the corner of his mouth lazily, and said, "I'm really not drunk."

"Damn." Jiang Chu didn't know why his smile would drop when he drank, "Your eyes are red."

"The corner of the eye." He also nodded at the end of his eye, "here."

"Yeah, but not drunk." Tan Zhi nodded lightly, and took another sip of Erguotou as if drinking beer.

"How can you drink so well?" Jiang Chu frowned.

Tan Zui didn't answer his words, and squeezed another edamame and chewed it slowly, as if he was a little distracted.

Jiang Chu estimated his own state, and while he was still conscious, he was about to ask the boss to come over to pay the bill and call for a substitute driver, when Qin Zui suddenly said, "My dad is a drunkard."

He was answering the question just now.

"Ah." Jiang Chu took a few seconds to figure out what Jiumengzi was. After he realized it, he put his half-raised hand back on the back of the chair, leaned on the chair, looked at Tan Zui, and nodded again. , "Then your amount doesn't seem to be genetic."

Tan Zui didn't speak, Jiang Chu couldn't hold back and asked, "What's wrong with your father..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt a little regretful.

When he wanted to relax his mind and clear his eyesight, Jiang Chu would definitely not take the initiative to mention his father to Tan Zui, because he didn't want to poke the wound or cause trouble for himself, he didn't even intend to ask the situation to comfort him, Unless Tan Zui spoke up himself, he wouldn't know how to answer this kind of question.

Drinking is really a mistake.

But Tan Zui's reaction to this question was calmer than Jiang Chu imagined, and he even answered the previous question faster, as if he was talking about someone else's father, without blinking his eyes, he said calmly, "Hemorrhage."

Jiang Chu said "ah" again.

"I came home from school and my family was already cold. I was lying on the ground next to his bed with half of my legs stretched outside the door." Tan Zui said the longest sentence since he got along with Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu couldn't even say "ah" this time, thinking about that scene, and then substituting his mood when he came home from school and saw that scene, a rush of alcohol rushed up, and a small black flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes Flashed, a little nauseous.

If he really vomited at this time, Tan would probably have to stretch out his arms from across the table to hit him.

Fortunately, he held back, and Tan Zui screwed on the lid of the remaining half bottle of liquor, and pushed the stool away to pay the bill.

Jiang Chu called a surrogate driver, and after finishing this important matter, he relaxed physically and mentally, and his alcohol began to surge upwards.

"You probably have to carry me, brother." He put his arm around Tan Zui's shoulders, insisted on returning to the car with some wobbling, half-closed his eyes and lit another cigarette, took a puff and felt uncomfortable, and handed it to Tan Zui.

Tan Zui was crushed by him and thrown into the trash can. After smoking Jiang Chu's cigarette case, he bit one and lit it himself, and leaned against the car to wait for the substitute driver.

"Fuck." Jiang Chu was lying with the car door wide open, his arms resting on his forehead, one eye was showing at Tan Zui, and he stretched his legs to kick him, "I know you have everything."

Qin took a look at him the most, and fished his limp leg back into the car.

Jiang Chu curled up itchy, failed, and tapped Tan Zui from the air, his eyes were already narrowed, and said: "Fight, drink and smoke, and I'll educate you when you get a bad grade in the exam."

This man didn't make a fuss when he drank too much, but he talked too much, and he muttered endlessly there.

Compared with his dad, it can almost be called "good wine".

Tan Zui tilted his head to look at him for a while. He suspected that he had drunk too much, and he wanted to laugh a little. He slammed the door of the car with a "bang", letting Jiang Chuan nestle peacefully.

After that, until he got home, Jiang Chu fell into a coma very cooperatively, with his consciousness fluttering.

After the wandering in consciousness transformed into the wandering in his body, he opened his eyes and found himself on Tan Zui's back.

This kid really carried him home, he had already reached the door of the house, and was trying to find something in his pocket with some difficulty.

"Touch what?" Jiang Chu flicked behind his ear.

Qin Zui paused, and quickly removed him from his back.

"Hey, slow down, dizzy." Jiang Chu leaned against the door and slowed down, and became even more dizzy after squinting halfway. He emptied his pocket several times before he took out the key.

"Where's your own key? Didn't I give you one?" He asked Tan Zui while checking the keyhole, but he couldn't get in after correcting it several times.

Qin Zui blocked him and opened the door swiftly.

Jiang Chu was leaning against the door, and Tan Zui pushed the door violently, and he was like a sack, and went straight in.

Damn, I might throw up if I fell.

Subconsciously, Jiang Chu stretched out his hand and grabbed at random, trying to grab something.

At the same time, not knowing whether it was a coincidence or not, Tan Zui quickly took a step in front of him, trying to scoop up Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu's hand wiped his lower abdomen and slid down. He seemed to grab some stick in the confusion. Before he could realize what it was, he was kicked out by Tan Zui.