Chapter 66 Chu Song's Brilliance is Too Strong
The bald man was stunned.
Did he hear it right? Announcing... his father's resurrection?
Ye Xiuzhi, who was full of anger, was stunned after hearing this. Her anger dissipated instantly and she even wanted to laugh.
Chu Xianxian's mouth is really annoying, but it's worth it to deal with a man who can't control his mouth!
The curse words used in the village are always getting dirtier, but this is the first time I've seen someone like Chu Song. He curses without using a single dirty word, and not only does he curse in a nice way, he also has a humorous and witty temperament.
The crowd eating melons and watching the fun burst into laughter.
Someone spat, looking down on their behavior. "It's a good thing Old Man Li didn't come to the banquet, otherwise he would have been pissed off to death by his own son."
"What are you afraid of? Didn't Chu Song say it? He announced that Old Man Li is resurrected." After saying that, the person who was talking to others laughed first.
Naturally, some people also spoke up for them, saying, "I've never seen a younger generation talk about their elders like that. They're so young and have no manners at all."
Chu Song, with his sharp ears, overheard this and turned to retort, "You have good tutoring. Your father taught you well. I declare that your father has also been resurrected. Are you satisfied?"
The man's face turned red and he kept saying "you" for a long time, but he couldn't come up with any specific meaning.
How could he refute this? Should he say his father wasn't dead at all, or that his father didn't need to be resurrected? Neither of these statements made sense.
"You're only busy scolding him and not you, right? You're already old, but you're disrespectful. What good are these extra years of your life, other than wasting food and air? If I were you, I'd just find a crooked tree out of shame right now."
Ye Xiuzhi coughed lightly, signaling Chu Song to stop while he was ahead.
Too aggressive, please tone it down a bit.
Chu Song stopped reluctantly for Ye Xiuzhi's sake. She was in a good mood today and didn't care about it.
However, there are still those who are generous to others and come out to try to reconcile, saying: "Forget it, forget it. It's a happy day, so let's forgive others when we can."
"We're all from the same village. I guess he just drank too much and got carried away, so he said something he didn't mean to say."
"Who are you? Where did you get the idea to be a living Buddha?" Chu Song had been planning to call it a day, but he became unhappy again after hearing this. "He didn't mean it, so what did I do? Don't use being drunk as an excuse. Don't you know the saying that truth comes out when drunk? If I drink a couple of sips of wine and then slap you twice, will you forgive me?"
"Why are you glaring at me? Are men only allowed to speak the truth when they're drunk? Are you not allowed to be true to myself?"
The "Living Bodhisattva" has never seen such a person who is not affected by either soft or hard tactics. No matter whether you are soft or hard, she will attack you indiscriminately and punch you twice "bang bang".
Chu Song continued: "Oh, hitting people is wrong, then I'll also praise you a few words."
She scanned the man critically, "His eyes are no bigger than the nail of my little finger, his head is big and his neck is thin, and his belly is so big it's about to revolt..."
Later, Ye Xiuzhi covered the man's mouth in time, preventing Chu Song from continuing to perform.
Some jokes aren't funny until they're played on you. The "living Buddha" felt as if his clothes had been stripped off in public, and the naked gaze made him feel uncomfortable.
He was instantly speechless.
"That's enough, that's enough, stop talking." Finally, the village women's director came forward. She was an old lady who was short but very dignified.
She scolded him, "You can't control your mouth after drinking a little horse urine. This isn't the first or second time! Go home and reflect on this. Tomorrow at work, in front of everyone, you must reflect on yourselves. If you do it again, I won't care about your fellow villagers and will call the police!"
These words shocked the crowd into silence, and no one dared to refute.
"On the contrary, Comrade Chu Song did a great job this time. Although her words were a little inappropriate, her spirit of resistance is right. We women cannot endure being bullied. The more we endure, the more the bad guys will go further. We must have the courage to fight against evil forces!"
Chu Song almost saluted and said seriously, "It's all thanks to the organization's cultivation!"
The director of the women's department was amused and patted her on the shoulder. She had a well-proportioned and strong physique, a quick and intelligent mind, and was brave. She didn't cause trouble and was not afraid of it.
Unfortunately, she was too talented, and the small Luhua Brigade was afraid that she could not stay there, otherwise she would have wanted to train her to be her successor.
After the excitement, Chu Song, who had been invincible, only had the corner of his clothes slightly dirty, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed like a tide.
Dong Man held her back and said apologetically, "Xianxian, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I made you go through this."
"What's the big deal? They have nothing to do with you. Besides, I've already had enough of scolding."
Ye Xiuzhi chimed in, "Xianxian is right. It has nothing to do with you. How can we blame you? Today is your big day, and you've made such a scene. Auntie hopes you don't mind."
Dong Man was at a loss for words and quickly shook her head, saying "I don't mind". They were just distant relatives and they didn't interact much in normal times, so now she had a clearer view of them.
Seeing that Chu Song was really not unhappy, not only was he not affected, but was just as she said, with a smile on his face, because he had had enough of scolding, Dong Man finally felt relieved.
After this incident, Chu Song inadvertently created a classic poem that became popular, and her little followers - the children in the village - all learned her way of cursing.
Next time you encounter something, just politely curse someone by saying "Your father is dead".
If you are scolded by your parents, just apologize and announce that "your father is resurrected."
Often after they finish cursing, they start laughing so hard that they choke.
It makes people angry to death, but it doesn’t pay for their lives.
In this regard, Chu Song kept his achievements and fame hidden.
In the village, wedding banquets rarely lasted three days, unless they were held by wealthy families. They usually only lasted one day. Compared to lunch, the evening banquet was the highlight, with more dishes and more guests.
Chu Song also saw Cen Zimu and Lu Minglin. They actually came.
Cen Zimu had not originally planned to come, but Lu Minglin knew that Chu Song would definitely be there, so he shamelessly decided to attend. As for him, he was willing to risk his life to accompany a gentleman, and it would be boring to stay alone in the educated youth camp, so he just came too.
He greeted everyone openly, "Chu Xianxian! Come over and play."
Although the local villagers and educated youth got along relatively harmoniously in Luhua Brigade, the two groups had their own social circles and rarely mixed together.
At this moment, several educated youth were gathered together playing poker.
Cen Zimu asked, "Can you play cards?"
"Don't look down on me." Chu Song was furious. She rolled up her sleeves and said, "Wait, I'll beat you to a pulp."
Cen Zimu thought she was just bragging, but after a few rounds, he found out that she was not bragging, she was really strong and he had never won against her.
"Good fellow." Cen Zimu was surprised. "A martial artist?"
Chu Song naturally couldn't tell him that she had played a lot of cards, with various modes and playing methods. She said lightly: "I haven't played it many times, but isn't this thing very simple? Just bring this."
She extended her index finger and pointed at her head arrogantly and complacently.
Cen Zimu: "..."
There is connotation.
Lu Minglin knew that Chu Song was very good at these games. He had seen her play with Liang Jiayao, and they both beat everyone and were in high spirits at the card table.
Thinking of Liang Jiayao, his originally happy mood of seeing Chu Song suddenly became depressed.
Chu Song won several games in a row, but his interest waned. "Playing like this, with no rewards or punishments, is so boring."
After all, it was a public place, and the few of them were just playing for fun and didn't dare to gamble.
"So how do you want to play?"
Chu Song thought for a moment and was about to answer when Cen Zimu suggested, "Why don't we just drink? If you lose, you can drink a glass as a penalty."
"Okay." Chu Song agreed happily.
Her alcohol tolerance was average, but she wouldn't get drunk after just one glass. Plus, she rarely lost, so she didn't have many drinks the whole night.
On the contrary, Cen Zimu lost the most. He drank one cup after another until his face turned red and his speech was a bit lisp.
Chu Song: "Can you do it? If not, let's find someone else."
Cen Zimu burped and shook his head: "Men, can't say, no, haha, right, Lao Lu? Can you do it?"
Lu Minglin: “…”
He didn't want to get involved with the drunk.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Cen Zimu's face was filled with disapproval. He pointed at Chu Song, feeling a bit unbridled after the alcohol took over. "She's still here. How can you remain silent? It's so embarrassing. How can you pursue her in the future... Ugh!"
Lu Minglin covered his mouth in time. He was a little annoyed and used brute force to pull him aside. "If you are not clear-headed, clear your mind before you speak."
Cen Zimu didn't completely lose his mind. He sighed and said, "If you like someone, just pursue them boldly. He has already created opportunities for her."
Unfortunately, he didn't make use of the opportunity that was right in front of him.
Lu Minglin understood what he hadn't said. He took a deep breath and said word by word, "No, need, you!"
Besides, he was a drunk, what kind of help could he possibly provide?
Cen Zimu muttered, "My kindness is taken for granted," and burped again.
He couldn't hold his liquor very well, and he was quite tipsy. He fell asleep on the table in a short while.
Ye Xiuzhi was busy in the kitchen, and when she finally got some free time, she came out to see if Chu Song had done anything naughty. Seeing that Cen Zimu had already passed out drunk, she said with a smile, "The meal hasn't even started yet, how come he's so drunk?"
Then he warned Chu Song, "You are not allowed to drink this. You are not allowed to drink this as a child."
Chu Song was very dissatisfied.
"Why are you staring at me? This rice wine is brewed by them. Don't be fooled by its sweet taste, it has a strong aftertaste. If you get drunk, no one will care."
"If you don't believe me, you must take care of me. You can't bear to take care of me."
Ye Xiuzhi was speechless, and after a while she cursed: "...I really owed you in my previous life."
Chu Song was good at provoking people, and even better at turning them off. She hugged Ye Xiuzhi's arm and said seriously, "Of course, I had a hard life in my previous life, so in this life, God gave me a perfect mother."
Ye Xiuzhi was so angry that she laughed: "...Get lost."
Because the dinner was about to start, Chu Song no longer participated in the card game. She didn't want to play anymore, and Lu Minglin naturally chose to quit as well.
Unfortunately, before he had a chance to say a few words to anyone, the drunk Cen Zimu started complaining that he was thirsty and wanted to drink water.
He felt dizzy and couldn't stand up for a long time.
Lu Minglin: “…” He said he would create opportunities for him, but it turned out to be more of a hindrance than a help.
He took a deep breath, suppressed his impatience, and poured someone a glass of water. He knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely not be able to enjoy the meal, and lying on the table would disturb others.
There was no other way, Lu Minglin could only carry the person and prepare to send him back to the educated youth compound to sleep in his room.
Chu Song asked, "Is he really okay like this?"
Lu Minglin didn't expect that the first words Chu Song said to him tonight were about his concern for Cen Zimu. He shook his head, feeling a little uneasy.
"It's okay, I'll just send him back. When he wakes up tomorrow, he'll be sober too."
"I should have let him go earlier. He didn't even get to have dinner."
Lu Minglin: "I don't blame you. He's not as skilled as you, so he deserves it. Besides, he's tough, so he won't be affected by a few meals."
Chu Song curled his lips and waved at him: "Then you should send him back first. Come back early, otherwise you will be late for the banquet."
"good."
Lu Minglin couldn't help but laugh along, and the bitterness in his heart disappeared.
Although she was concerned about Cen Zimu, she also smiled at him, didn't she?
In order to save time, Lu Minglin dragged Cen Zimu back like a dead pig.
When they arrived at the educated youth point, he patted the man hard. Seeing that he had no reaction and did not seem to be uncomfortable or dizzy or vomiting, he felt relieved. Then he threw the man on the bed and left, rushing back to Dong Man's house.
The timing was perfect; the meal started as soon as he sat down. Chu Song sat diagonally across from him, so he could see him as soon as he looked up. This good seat was naturally chosen by him on purpose.
During the meal, Lu Minglin ate absent-mindedly, looking up frequently, and couldn't help but keep his eyes on Chu Song.
"What's so beautiful?"
After a few times, someone noticed something was wrong, followed his gaze, and then suddenly realized what was going on. They jokingly said, "Boy, it turns out you have other intentions than drinking."
The people at Chu Song's table were all friends she got along well with, in other words, they were all young girls of similar age.
At this age, it is normal to think about love and romance. It is not surprising that many people here have had romantic thoughts in their minds.
Someone asked curiously, "A gentleman loves a beautiful lady. I just wonder which one of these girls you like?"
Lu Minglin shook his head embarrassedly, but did not deny that he had someone he liked. "It's just that I like her, but she doesn't like me."
When the young boys saw that he admitted it, they immediately burst into ambiguous laughter.
Chu Heng was also at the table. Seeing this, he joked, "No way, Brother Lu, you're so handsome, there must be a lot of people who like you. If I were a girl, I'd be moved too."
Lu Minglin: “…No need.”
"Besides." Chu Heng patted his chest and promised, "My little sister has a wide network of contacts. If you like someone, just tell me and I'll ask Xianxian to set you up with that girl. As long as I can create a little opportunity..."
He smiled ambiguously, "Be more proactive, and your feelings will come out."
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