"Great, Sifang, you have brought honor to the people of your hometown. You are a great talent from our hometown!" The secretary of the commune kept repeating this sentence. He said it when we met, on the way to the mutton restaurant, and when we drank. Just for this sentence, the secretary of the commune and everyone drank several glasses of wine with me. You know, the wine glass is nearly two taels. Fortunately, I can drink a lot, otherwise I would have been drunk long ago. No wonder, this year no candidate from the whole commune was admitted to a key university in the country. I really can't be considered a candidate from the commune, but the secretary insisted on treating me as a candidate from the commune. Isn't it interesting? But think about it, my hometown is this commune, not my roots here. Emotionally speaking, it is completely acceptable to say that I am a candidate from this commune.

Today's drinking place is quite large. The secretary and deputy secretary of the commune party committee and the secretary and deputy director of the revolutionary committee are all present. I didn't expect that the secretary of the commune would attach so much importance to my admission to university. I really don't deserve it. Actually, I understand that this is mainly for my father. It is obvious that my father is the top leader in the county, their immediate superior.

Today's meal is a whole lamb banquet, with nearly 30 dishes in total, all related to lamb, almost all the edible things on the lamb are eaten, a real whole lamb banquet, the first time I have eaten such a whole lamb.

As the guest of honor, I naturally became the "target of public criticism". Everyone took turns to toast me. Most of the people present were my elders, but I didn't feel embarrassed today. I was ready to get drunk. It was rare to drink happily. I accept all comers, and I must drink toasts, but I must return the toasts, without missing a single one, and I will not suffer any loss. Even if I get drunk, I will drag a few "backs" to get drunk with me, that's fun, right? I believe that with my huge capacity, few people can be my opponent.

Sure enough, as we wished, within an hour, someone started to get drunk. He couldn't even hold his glass steady, but he still wanted to toast me. You're just asking for death, right? Well, I'll help you. If you toast me, I'll toast you. If you toast me, I'll toast you twice. In this way, several people were drunk one after another until most of the people on the table were drunk. I didn't give up until then. In fact, I was almost drunk at this time. I couldn't drink anymore, so I just held on.

In the end, except for me and the commune secretary, everyone on the table was drunk and crawled under the table. Many people snored and slept soundly. The table was empty. If you didn't know, you would think that only the secretary and I were drinking.

The commune secretary was famous for his huge capacity. When he worked in the county committee, he often went to my house to drink. My father was happy to compete with him. The two of us were equally drunk and it was hard to tell who was the winner.

It can be seen that the secretary of the commune was drunk today. He couldn't walk steadily. He was like a drunk boxer. He was staggering and almost fell down. Fortunately, the waiter supported him. In comparison, I was a little better than him. At least I didn't need anyone to support me. In fact, I drank more than the secretary. So it seems that I can drink more than him. I won. For this, I was very happy. When I go back, I will tell my father about this. He will definitely be very happy.

Finally, the secretary ordered the waiter to take everyone to the commune party one by one.The reception station of the committee, except for myself, everyone else needs to be supported or carried by others.

After walking out of the mutton restaurant, the breeze blew, which made me feel very comfortable and sober. I then thought about how much wine I had drunk tonight. At least three bottles, three kilograms of wine. It was the first time I drank so much wine. I admired myself. I didn't get drunk after drinking so much wine. I was really better than my father. I faithfully inherited my father's gene of being able to drink.

When I was about to reach the gate of the commune party committee, I thought of Uncle Zhao. I looked around for him before I found him. He was being carried by someone and was still drunk. He could brag about how much he could drink on weekdays, but now he could only dream.

Tonight, I slept in the same room with the secretary of the commune. This was specially arranged by him. Who would have thought that the secretary would snore as soon as he lay down. I wanted to chat with him for a while.

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. I wanted to sleep, but I envied the secretary who slept so soundly.

When I woke up, it was already daybreak. I looked at my watch, and it was already past nine o'clock. I looked at the bed next to me, and it was empty. The secretary was not in the room. I got up quickly and walked out of the room only to find that everyone else had gotten up and left. I was the last one to get up.

Hey, where's Uncle Zhao? Just as I was thinking, Uncle Zhao came over. As soon as we met, he urged me to go to the cafeteria to have breakfast. He had just finished eating and left some food for me.

I shook my head and laughed. I can drink and sleep! No wonder, I am a free man for the time being, and I have nothing to do. Unlike them, they have to think about work, so how can they oversleep?

I went to the toilet, and it was strange that I didn't get up last night. I washed my face and went to eat.

Before leaving, I wanted to say hello to the commune secretary, but he was not in the office. I heard that he had gone to the countryside long ago.

Uncle Zhao then drove the tractor back to Zhaozhuang with me.

I stood on the trailer, thinking about what happened last night, and the embarrassed look of the commune secretary who was drunk, and I couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, Sifang?" Uncle Zhao asked.

Only then did I notice that Uncle Zhao rarely spoke along the way, and drove the tractor very slowly, looking careless, which was in sharp contrast to his full spirit when he went there yesterday.

"Haha, I want to laugh when I think of the drinking party last night." I laughed.

"Alas~~I did drink too much last night, I have never drunk so much. I can't remember how I got back to the commune reception station and how I fell asleep." Uncle Zhao sighed.

"Then I'll tell you, you were carried back by someone, and you fell asleep before you even got to the reception station, how can you remember it." I said.

"Ah~~ Isn't it very embarrassing!" Uncle Zhao sighed again.

"What's the matter? I'm happy and drunk. It's normal." I said deliberately indifferently.

"I just remember that before I got drunk, there was almost no one at the table, only you, the secretary and the director." Uncle Zhao said.

"I remember that I walked back alone." I said, just wanting Uncle Zhao to know that I was the only one who persisted to the end.

"You are still amazing! I admire you for being able to drink." Uncle Zhao said and gave a thumbs up.

I laughed, and I laughed quite proudly.

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