Chapter 147 Test
The street was crowded with people, and the already narrow road was mostly blocked by a drunk man. The man was lying on the steps in front of the tavern, emitting a foul odor.
If it were somewhere else, he would have been chased away by the store owner long ago, but at this moment no one dared to scold him. Even passers-by subconsciously dodged him, as if they were afraid of causing trouble for themselves.
Under the shopkeeper's gaze, the waiter gritted his teeth and finally walked out, carefully lifted the drunk man up and moved him to an open space on the side.
Perhaps disturbed from his sweet dream, the drunk waved his hand impatiently. The waiter immediately shrank his neck in fear and handed over the jar of wine that the shopkeeper handed to him in time.
After drinking the wine, the drunk turned over and continued to sleep soundly against the wall.
Whenever people passed by him, they would involuntarily speed up their pace.
This seemingly ordinary scene had a deeper meaning in Shen Chunxing's eyes.
"Tall, dark, thin, not very old, not ugly..."
She set her eyes on the drunk's waist.
The knife handle wrapped in tattered cloth did not look like a valuable item. The drunk held the wine jar in one hand and placed the other hand on the tattered cloth, and he never moved his hand away even in his drunken state.
Little Orange squatted on the eaves above the man's head. When he saw several people coming, he stretched with difficulty, as if complaining that they were too slow, and then jumped down and stood almost on the drunk's shoulder.
The drunk man didn't even raise his eyelids and his snoring was deafening.
"This man..." Bu Wan's face was serious, and he no longer had the timidity he had just had when he was struggling with the money. He quietly pulled Chen Chunxing, "This man is a master."
Chen Chunxing sneered.
What a master! He killed Liu Sanlang with just one blow!
Deputy City Lord, what a great title.
I don't know if I have to pay for drinking...
Little Orange waited for a long time, but no one came forward. He stepped on the drunkard impatiently. When he got close to his waist, the drunkard finally reacted. He grabbed the back of his neck, pulled him in front of his eyes, took a look, and let out a soft exclamation.
"Whose pigpen wasn't locked properly and let you out?"
The little orange boy waved his claws wildly, aiming at the drunk's face, but he just turned his head and dodged easily, not looking like he was drunk at all.
Fat cat is angry.
He shouted loudly in the direction where Chen Chunxing and the others were standing.
Xue Yongan laughed.
Just as I was about to walk over, I saw a child running out from the side.
"My...my...master, please be kind and spare it..."
The drunk tried hard to lift his eyelids and looked for a long time, but all he could see was a black face, as dirty as a little beggar. He burped, threw the cat into the child's arms, and asked, "When did you get a cat?"
The child crouched back in the corner, holding the cat, and murmured softly, "Right now."
“…”
The drunk fell down in a daze, without asking any more questions, his hands still on his waist.
Little Orange was dumbfounded. He looked at the drunk man, then at Chen Chunxing, and finally tilted his neck and sniffed the child's dirty chin. Miraculously, he was comforted and did not run away again.
Chen Chunxing waved at the cat, but all he got in return was a slap on the butt. The cat buried its head in the child's arms, and after a long while, it finally took out half a piece of dry bread.
The child thought it was hungry, so he reluctantly broke the dry bread into pieces and fed it into Little Orange's mouth.
Cat face rejection!
Little Orange broke free easily, walked to Chen Chunxing's feet in small steps, sat down on her shoes, and roared wildly.
“…”
The sound of a clip in front of others, but in my place, he becomes Lu Zhishen? How come the little thing still has two faces!
Chen Chunxing picked up the cat and threw it to Yang Yi. Seeing the child staring at him eagerly, as if wanting to get closer but not daring to, he comforted him kindly: "This cat is mine. Don't worry, I'm not going to catch it and stew it."
“…”
Little Orange started to punch again.
The child still stared at her.
Chen Chunxing glanced at the drunk man next to him, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Where is your master?"
The child shook his head, straightened his filthy clothes, and recited word by word: "Beggar, no one cares."
He was no more than ten years old, with a dark face and it was difficult to tell what he looked like, but his expression was serious.
The cat kept meowing, as if trying to persuade Chen Chunxing to stay.
She was a little amused.
I used to pick up people myself, but now even the cat at home has caught the bad habit!
Thinking of the room full of dolls in Tongyuan Hall, Chen Chunxing waved to the children without hesitation.
"One sheep is driven, a flock is also run away. Come on, you belong to my cat from now on."
The child understood the meaning of the words and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. He ran over happily, raised his little face and stared at Yang Yi without saying a word.
Yang handed him the cat.
Little Orange jumped onto the child's shoulder and proudly wagged its tail at Yang Yi.
As a result, he lost his balance and stumbled to the ground.
The cat is too fat and the child is too thin.
The little orange bit its tail in dissatisfaction.
In the end, Yang Yi picked up the child, like a rag doll. The child hugged Yang Yi's neck without any shyness. He opened his big eyes and looked straight ahead, as if he dared to face this city for the first time.
Just when a few people were about to leave.
Suddenly, a wine jar rolled to Xue Yongan's feet. He looked down at his wet shoes and pursed his lips.
How could a person who can accurately hold a small orange in his sleep easily let go of his beloved wine?
Xue Yongan licked his lips, feeling a little amused by the provocation.
But before he could react, Chen Chunxing kicked him in the face.
The wine jar rolled back and hit the drunk's legs hard, spilling wine all over the place, filling the air with an intoxicating aroma.
But the little girl curled her lips and said, "Nothing more than that."
"I want to get drunk to forget my worries, but this wine is not strong, how can I do that?"
The drunk man lay there motionless, but the waiter hiding in the store was furious.
"How can you talk nonsense like that? Our wine is famous throughout the entire Northern Territory! Even if you search all over Xia Yuan's territory, you probably won't find anything stronger than it!"
Chen Chunxing smiled.
No rebuttal.
She didn't mean to ruin the restaurant's business, but when she saw someone trying to test the waters, she had no choice but to step in and deal with it herself.
"Good wine doesn't necessarily make you drunk, but strong liquor can make your heart boil. If you want to know what it feels like to be drunk..."
That’s all I have to say.
Chen Chunxing left without looking back, and the others naturally followed.
Xue Yongan sighed and put his hands back into his sleeves.
When the figure was about to disappear at the end of the street, the drunk man slowly opened his eyes. He did not look at Chen Chunxing, nor did he look at Xue Yongan, but stared at Yang Yi's back in a trance.
a long time.
He picked up the wine jar at his feet and took a big gulp.
"It's rare to be confused."
This wine is indeed not intoxicating.
The child lay on Yang Yi's shoulder, looked at the drunk's actions, and clenched his little hands.
There is a tiger in the north, which can suppress the mountains and rivers.
The dragon is about to die, and the general will live alone.
The outcome of this chess game between heaven and earth is still unknown.
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