Everyone ate and played, and the sky began to gradually darken.
At eight o'clock in the evening, the barbecue on the table was almost invisible.
"It's getting dark soon. Are there any street lights on the roadside?" Meng Wenzhou tilted his head and looked at the roadside.
As soon as he finished speaking, the street lights on the sidewalk lit up one after another.
However, the street lights were not very bright, and we were located close to the lake, about ten meters away from the sidewalk, so the street lights could not reach us at all.
"I seem to have forgotten to buy outdoor lights." Su Yang said after thinking for a while.
"Where is the light you took out for driving?" Pan Ning asked.
"I left it in the villa and didn't bring it up here."
"Wait, I have a solution!" Zhang Ziming stood up and said with a smile.
"What do you have in mind?" everyone looked at him and asked.
"Borrow it!"
"Oh, yes, the place where we borrowed the barbecue grill before has it. We should have borrowed everything at once just now." Meng Wenzhou said.
"It's okay, I'll go there again." Zhang Ziming ran towards the resident not far from Su Yang.
A few minutes later, he trotted back carrying a large black sack.
“Here I come!”
"Do you need to connect to the electricity?" Liu Bo looked at Zhang Ziming and asked.
"No, this one is rechargeable. We can charge it up after using it tonight and return it tomorrow."
"OK, OK, we can continue working now that there's light."
Zhang Ziming opened the bag, took out the lamps inside and found a suitable place to place them.
With a click, he pressed the switch, and the barbecue area suddenly became as bright as day.
"Oh my god! This light is great, it feels brighter than my headlights." Liu Bo said in surprise.
"Haha, it's not bad. With this, we can play slowly. It's said that this light can be used for four or five hours when fully charged."
"That's enough, keep going!"
After the lights were turned on, everyone continued to play.
After several rounds of punches, Gu Xiaolan suggested changing the game.
Everyone started playing classic drinking table games such as "Pass the Seventh" and "Visit the Three Gardens".
This kind of game that tests your reaction is prone to mistakes. People with slower reactions drank two or three bottles of wine in a row in these two games.
The time spent playing games passed quickly. Two hours had passed before I knew it, and I had drunk a lot of beer.
At this time, the barbecue on the table had already been cleared, and Su Yang and Meng Wenzhou went to grill a new pile.
After the barbecue continued, Zhang Ziming suggested playing the game of "I have what you don't have".
Meng Wenzhou shook his head and said, "This game is not suitable for multiple people."
"It's okay. Let's send two people out from each team. Whoever loses first gets to drink."
"That's fine, it can help those who can't hold their liquor well take it easy."
"Yes, I just thought that this way those who have been drinking continuously can take a break and relax."
"Okay, that's like we each send two representatives to compete each time. But does the losing team drink alone, or does the whole team drink?"
Zhang Ziming smiled and said, "Of course the whole group drinks." He turned and glanced at the others, "Is everyone okay with that?"
"No." Everyone shook their heads.
"OK, let's play this game for a while. I'll go first. Who in our group will join me?" Zhang Ziming turned to look at Liu Bo and others.
Seeing this, Liu Bo smiled and said, "Then let's play you and me. I'm much better at this game."
"Oh, really? Then you better show some strength later. Yangyang, what about you guys? Who are you going to send out to fight?"
Su Yang said while eating skewers: "Me and safety."
"Okay, let's just talk about things related to life, otherwise the scope will be too broad." Zhang Ziming said with a smile.
"Okay, come on, who's going to start first?"
"First, hold up five fingers. It's a gentleman's game. If you have one, you have one. If you don't have one, you don't. Those who don't have one will put one finger up."
"Okay, come on, you talk about safety first."
Song Anquan raised his head and thought for a moment before extending his hand to look at the others and said shyly, "Can you tell me anything about life?"
"Yeah, anything you feel like you've done that no one else has done is fine."
"Okay, but it might be a little disgusting. We're eating right now, so I don't know if it's appropriate to talk about it."
Liu Bo waved his hand and smiled: "What we want is disgusting! Otherwise, others have done it, haha, don't you agree?"
"Yes, Xiaopang, don't worry about it, just say whatever you want to say." Gu Xiaolan said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll get started." Song Anquan looked at Liu Bo and Zhang Ziming and said, "When I was a kid, I used firecrackers to blow up shit."
After these words came out, Liu Bo and Zhang Ziming looked at each other. Zhang Ziming rubbed his head and gave Song Anquan a thumbs up: "You are awesome!"
After saying this, Zhang Ziming put down a finger.
Liu Bo was stunned when he saw this: "Not my brother? Have you never played this before?"
"Have you ever played it?"
"Nonsense, every little boy has blown up his shit, and didn't Brother Yang let go?"
Zhang Ziming scratched his cheek and laughed, "I've never blown something up before. I mean, why would you guys blow it up? You have nothing to play with, right? Just thinking about that scene makes me explode!"
"Nonsense, how can shit not explode when using firecrackers? Hehe."
"Oh, that's enough, please let the next person take over and stop repeating it." Meng Qianyu couldn't eat when she thought of that scene.
In fact, young masters and daughters of wealthy families like Zhang Ziming, Meng Wenzhou, and Meng Qianyu have definitely never experienced this kind of thing.
When they were young, they either learned piano or foreign languages, and even when playing with their friends, they were not as wild as ordinary children.
So, in most cases, the childhood of rich people is different from that of ordinary people, they are completely different things.
It's like a variety show where city kids and rural kids are swapped, and it's hard for both sides to understand what the other side is doing.
After Meng Qianyu finished speaking, Su Yang continued: "Okay, it's my turn. Let me think about it."
When it was Su Yang's turn, everyone tilted their heads to look at him, curious to see what more amazing things he would say.
Su Yang thought of many things, but they were all private matters. He felt it was inappropriate to speak them out, so he thought of a simpler one: "I have eight-pack abs."
"What the hell?"
Hearing this, Zhang Ziming and Liu Bo shouted in unison.
"Damn, is this okay? Aren't you bullying people?" Zhang Ziming said helplessly.
At this moment, Xia Li's mind inexplicably appeared the image of Su Yang taking a bath. She smiled silently: "Don't be long-winded, if there is nothing, just put your finger down."
"Did you hear that?" Su Yang winked and smiled at Zhang Ziming.
"Okay, okay, you're so cruel, I'll let you go." Zhang Ziming and Liu Bo silently put down a finger.
After the performance, Liu Bo looked at the indifferent Song Anquan and shouted, "No, Old Song, you also have eight-pack abs?"
"Ah? Oh, sorry, sorry, hey, I definitely didn't."
"Then you won't let go."
"I thought we were in the same group so we didn't need to put it on."
"No, whatever is missing must be put away."
"Okay, I'll put one in then."
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