After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.

A Yuan sat in his father's arms with his meal spread out for him, looking very satisfied after having eaten his fill.

As lazy as a kitten with its belly turned up, its eyes are round, bright and full of energy.

I mentioned earlier that the children in Lao Fu's family were all in good health, but almost all of them could not stand being so hungry. What happened to Xingzi was purely an accident.

So Fu Dabai was not afraid that she would get an upset stomach, and let her eat the meat and feed herself until she was full.

The uncles were drunk, their faces red and their necks thick, and Yuan's father...

Yuan looked up and saw her father holding the bowl of wine and gulping it down his throat. He was pouring it so quickly that the wine dripped down his chin onto her head.

After the meal, Yuan's head was mostly wet. Fortunately, he was indoors, otherwise it would have been frozen outside.

This isn't going anywhere...

A Yuan wiped the water off his forehead and sighed silently. His energetic look turned into a listless one.

She wanted to talk to her father, but the more these people drank, the louder their voices became. She told her father, "Don't use my head to catch the wine!"

Her father shouted, "What? You want some fried pork and celery?"

Skinny Monkey immediately chimed in: "Yes! Add a spicy rabbit head!"

Not enough money?

Since the money was not enough, the bearded man immediately took out the money.

The meal was refilled several times.

When they were about to leave, the scrambled eggs were gone, but there were still a lot of other meat dishes left. The skinny man's wife wrapped some of the easier-to-carry dishes in brown paper and gave each person a bag.

Big Beard refused to take it and gave his share to Fu Dabai. After all, he was his poorest brother and he had to take better care of him.

Fu Dabai declined the offer, saying that everyone shared the good and the bad, even though his family was so poor that they had only one meal a day and could starve to death at any time.

But how can he have the nerve to take more than others? It seems so disloyal and so unfaithful to his brothers. No one should try to persuade him or care about him. Let him go home and starve. He can starve to death but cannot get more than others.

So everyone started to persuade them, saying things like there's no need to be polite as family, brothers should take care of each other, you always eat two more bowls of braised noodles with soybean sauce than others, you don't treat us as brothers if you keep doing this, how can a bag of vegetables compare to brotherhood, and so on.

The frail Third Uncle in a green gown and the chubby Fifth Uncle even took the initiative to give their shares to Fu Dabai.

A few baskets of rice were arranged like a throne, with people pushing and shoving them around.

Fu Dabai hesitated for a long time, but in order not to hurt the relationship between brothers, he accepted it with emotion and embarrassment.

After saying goodbye to his brothers, he touched Yuan's head and was about to take her away, but he stopped in surprise before he reached the door of the house.

"Why is this kid so sweaty? His hair is wet! Your mother must have dressed you too many clothes!"

As he spoke, Fu Dabai pinched A Yuan's little bangs with his hands, and sweat flowed down A Yuan's head.

A Yuan wiped the sweat from his face which was made of wine and saliva, and looked at him aggrievedly. He was so angry:

"Am I wearing too much?!"

Fu Dabai nodded affirmatively and complained to the bearded man beside him:

"My wife is good in every way except that she loves the child too much and is afraid that the child will get cold. I have told her to bring Yuan to meet the uncles.

These are closer than brothers!

That would keep us frozen!

The woman just didn't believe it and told her to wear so many thick clothes. Look at what she had done for the child. She must be freezing if she walked all the way.

It's okay, once your hair is frozen solid it will be just like a hat and will keep you warm."

As he was about to pull Yuan away, the bearded man grabbed him, his eyes wide open:

"How can there be a father like you!

Ice hat? You really came up with that!

How about this, my carriage is parked at the back door, and there is a charcoal basin on it, you and your niece can take the carriage!"

"That won't work. Your village is dozens of miles away. It's closer than ours. You're strong and fast, but you can't get there.

You are my dear brother! How can I bear to see you suffer?

The child is in good health, and at most she will have typhoid fever and fever if she walks back. I am very hungry these days and I can't carry her, but she can walk by herself, so she will be home tomorrow morning!

Don't worry, she won't be seriously ill!"

The bearded man was about to cry when he heard this: You bastard, you are doing this again! You even said something new. Last time, you said you wouldn't get sick and never get back to health!

Yuan: I’m going to die???

Without further ado, the bearded man picked up Yuan with one hand and pulled the drunk, red-faced Fu Dabai with the other, to the back door, pushed them both into the carriage, and signaled to the driver:

"Let's go, take them to Daxi Village! Then send the car directly home and I'll walk back!"

Fu Dabai was drunk and yelled in the car with his tongue sticking out:

"No, big brother. I can't let you go! I can't!"

He shouted for a long time but couldn't struggle out of the car.

The driver was already used to this scene, so he said, "Then please be careful."

Then he whipped the horse whip and the carriage moved forward.

The bearded man felt so cold when the wind blew on him that the little bit of drunkenness he had already felt disappeared more than half. All the way home he was cursing in his heart at some bastard for playing him again.

The skinny old man in the room seemed to be drunker than anyone else. He was lying on the table with his wine bowl in his hand:

"Don't leave! Let's drink! Drink!"

The other brothers supported each other, waved their hands and walked out with their tongues clattering:

"No more drinking! Go home!"

In the carriage...

A Yuan looked blankly at the alley, then immediately took out a cotton hat and a cloth handkerchief from her arms and started wiping her father's head:

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