Chapter 75: Drinking
"Gone?"
Song Liyun's heart suddenly started to stir. There was only one road from Baolinju to the town, and she hadn't seen anything unusual along the way. Could it be that Song Zhenping was still in the town?
Song Zhenping is not good at socializing. Apart from working at home, he only goes to Boss Mu to buy and sell things and will not go anywhere else.
It seems that I still need to look carefully in the town.
Suijin Town has a small population and the residential area is not large. There are only a few streets and alleys. You just need to shout from house to house and you will find it.
After saying goodbye to Boss Mu, Song Liyun hurried to the street in the town.
There are several new shops here. Because it is cold, their doors are half open and thick straw curtains are hung.
what to do?
Do I have to break into each house and look for them?
Song Liyun was about to walk to the first house when a man's voice suddenly rang out from behind her: "Is your surname Song?"
Song Liyun turned around and saw that it was one of the two soldiers she met in Boss Mu's shop.
He looked unfamiliar and I didn't recognize him. At this moment, he was holding a knife in one hand and putting the other hand on his waist, posing in a showy manner.
The other sergeant fell behind, lowering his head slightly to hide his face.
Seeing this person asking, Song Liyun nodded and said, "Brother, is there something I can help you with?"
The soldier felt very close to Song Liyun when he heard her call him brother. He grinned and said, "Miss Song, your brother is in town and hasn't come home yet."
Seeing that he knew where Song Zhenping was, Song Liyun was immediately overjoyed: "What's your name, brother? Can you tell me where my brother is?"
"Haha, my last name is Wang Qi. Don't worry, Miss Song. Brother Song is drinking at Brother Xue's house right now!"
"Brother Xue? Are you talking about Xue Zhuang?"
A face flashed through Song Liyun's mind. She had no relationship with Xue Zhuang.
Even if he had it, it was destroyed when he was talking nonsense to others.
"That's right. Brother Xue is a generous and righteous man. I think he is also very polite to Brother Song."
Unexpectedly, Sergeant Wang is also a talkative person, but his face turns black and red when he speaks.
When Song Liyun heard that he was really at Xue Zhuang's house, she felt even more strange. She smiled gratefully at Wang Qi who had informed her, "Thank you, Brother Wang. I'll go pick him up right away."
As she spoke, she ran away as fast as the wind.
Wang Qi sighed twice and ran a few steps. After watching Song Liyun's back disappear around the corner, he turned back and said to another soldier standing sideways, "Old Fang, don't you know Miss Song? Why are you hiding? You're even more afraid of seeing people than Miss Song herself."
The soldier turned around after seeing Song Liyun leave. "Oh, stop talking. It's all my fault for drinking a few too many sips at Brother Xue's banquet and causing trouble. I'm afraid this Miss Song will recognize me and give me a good scolding."
At Xue Zhuang's banquet that day, it was this Old Fang who got drunk and spoke ill of Song Liyun in front of Song Zhenping. This was intentional attempt to ruin the girl's reputation. If the Song brothers and sisters reported it to the garrison, he would definitely be punished.
Fortunately, everyone's attention was later focused on giving gifts, so no one talked about it anymore.
Now that he saw Song Liyun, the real culprit, he was still afraid of being pointed at and scolded.
Wang Qi perked up when he heard this. He grabbed Lao Fang and said, "Brother, why haven't I heard you mention this before? Tell me why Miss Song scolded you."
Lao Fang tried to avoid the issue, and said, "It's winter now, so we don't have many drills, but we've been out for so long, we should go back quickly!
Ever since Big Brother Xue left, Zhou Xiaoqi was transferred to Team 1, and it's been harder for the brothers to get out."
Wang Qi had obviously thought of this as well. He glanced in the direction Song Liyun had gone, reluctantly, and then walked towards the garrison, muttering as he walked, "Miss Song hasn't been engaged yet, right? Her family is a military household..."
Lao Fang hesitated and changed the subject, unwilling to mention it again.
As the two walked away, the chattering sounds gradually disappeared in the wind.
On the other side, Song Liyun knew Xue Zhuang's yard and could get there in just a few turns.
Because Mrs. Cui was running a food stall at home, the gate to the yard was not closed.
Before entering the yard, Song Liyun heard the noise inside.
It seems that Mrs. Cui's business is good.
Song Liyun had seen Xue Zhuang's yard before. It had three main rooms and two side rooms.
It was cold now, and curtains were hung on the doors of several rooms. Along with the noise, a strong smell of alcohol came out of the main room, but she did not hear Song Zhenping's voice.
Song Liyun's eyes flashed, and she walked to the door of the main room closest to her, waved her hand and lifted the curtain.
It was very lively inside at this time. Amidst the billowing smoke, seven or eight men were smoking pipes and playing Pai Gow together.
These people seemed to be from the town. The gambling game was at a critical moment, and no one even noticed Song Liyun's actions.
Seeing that Song Zhenping was not there, Song Liyun walked towards the second main room, her mood becoming increasingly heavy.
Xue Zhuang's yard is not only a food stall, but also a card stall and a gambling stall. For Song Zhenping, a young man who has only been from the countryside for a few days, the temptation is too great.
She was afraid of seeing Song Zhenping rolling the dice.
Fortunately, she didn't have to worry for long, as Song Liyun found someone in the second room.
There was a kang table on the kang in the main room, and Xue Zhuang was drinking with him.
The table was a mess, the kang was burning in the room, and the smell of alcohol made the air stuffy and suffocating.
Song Zhenping's face was flushed from drinking, his shirt was open, and he leaned against the wall with his arms wide open, looking drunk and dazed.
Xue Zhuang, who was also drunk and wearing only a padded jacket, was toasting with Song Zhenping: "Brother Song, come, have another sip.
Your hometown is Qingping Town, and my hometown is Tangshan Town. We never dreamed that we would meet in Suijin Town.
Being together is fate, and we will be brothers in the future.
Come on, bring the cup, you don’t raise fish.
A real man can't give up after just two drinks, he has to drink at least three."
Song Liyun heard these words as soon as she entered the room, and her brows twitched immediately. Xue Zhuang actually knew about Qingping Town. How much did Song Zhenping say?
Also, the wine he urged was too much, Song Zhenping had no power to resist at all.
Sure enough, Song Zhenping, with a red face, was speechless and was about to pick up the cup in a daze... Song Liyun threw the curtain in her hand heavily.
The curtain head hit the door frame, making a crisp sound.
Hearing the voice, Xue Zhuang turned around suddenly and saw Song Liyun coming in. His face froze immediately, and then he laughed: "Ah! It's Miss Song, please sit down."
Song Zhenping's hand holding the wine suddenly stopped.
Song Liyun had a gloomy face, and instead of sitting on the edge of the kang, she reached out to pick up the glass of wine and said to Xue Zhuang, "How come I didn't know when my brother and you became so close?
After just two hours of not seeing each other, they're already calling each other brothers. They won't leave until they're drunk."
Xue Zhuang chuckled: "Look at what you said. Our two families are both military households. We are already weak and isolated in Suijin Town, so it's natural for us to get closer."
Song Zhenping was feeling dizzy, but when he suddenly heard his sister's voice, he was sobered up.
He rustled his way to the edge of the kang and said with a thick tongue, "Yun'er, I don't drink. It was Big Brother Xue who said... I'll never drink again!"
(End of this chapter)
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