Siheyuan: the beginning to realize the freedom of cooking

"Silly Zhu, let's ask one by one."

"Alright, brother Junzi."

"The first one, Xu Damao. Help me lift him up."

Following Lin Aijun's instructions, Sha Zhu walked behind Xu Damao and straightened him up with both hands.

Lin Aijun leaned forward and reached out to pat Xu Damao's face.

"Xu Damao! Wake up."

Xu Damao didn't respond.

This is not a problem.

Lin Aijun added another three points of strength to his hand, pa pa pa pa.

Xu Damao still didn't respond.

It doesn't matter!Come again!

So Lin Aijun raised his right hand high, and slapped down hard, giving the left cheek to the right cheek.

After a few strokes, Xu Damao's face, which was already red with the smell of alcohol, had many five finger marks.

"Brother Junzi, do you enjoy slapping your face?"

Silly Zhu looked at Lin Aijun enviously, thinking why he could only watch but not do anything.

No way, silly column!

This is the halo of the protagonist, you step aside!
Lin Aijun was taken aback.

This is indeed a face slap with a very standard posture!
It must be cool to pretend to be slapped in the face.

It's also very cool to swipe the big mouth on the face!

Xu Damao felt the burning sensation on his cheeks, and stretched out his hands to cover his cheeks.

"It hurts! It hurts me to death..."

Seeing that Xu Damao regained consciousness, Lin Aijun whispered in his ear.

"Xu Damao, is that the idiot you reported on?"

"No...not me..."

Lin Aijun believes in telling the truth after drinking.

"Silly Zhu, it's probably not him. Substitute!"

"Okay, Brother Junzi, who will you replace this time?"

"Change to the second uncle!"

"Okay, Brother Junzi, let me come this time!"

"Silly Zhu, you are crazy! The second uncle is old, in case of a cerebral hemorrhage or stroke, you will give him a pension?!"

When Sha Zhu heard this, he immediately felt that Brother Junzi was too wise.

Why didn't I think of it myself.

"Brother Junzi, what should we do?"

"Silly Zhu, go get a chicken feather."

Silly stunned into the kitchen, took a chicken feather, and handed it to Lin Aijun.

Lin Aijun put the chicken feather under the second uncle's nose and swept it.

Then gently inserted chicken feathers into the nostrils.

The sleeping second uncle trembled all over, wrinkled his nose, and sneezed violently.

"Ahh-!"

A line of blood flowed from the nostrils.

The second uncle wiped the blood with his hand, and half of his face was stained red.

He moved his body and regained some consciousness.

Lin Aijun followed suit and asked, "Second uncle, are you the idiot you went to report on?"

"I didn't! It wasn't me! Don't talk nonsense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the second uncle fell into a deep sleep and started snoring.

From time to time, a few blood bubbles were blown out of the nasal tube with the nosebleed in it.

"Brother Junzi, it's time for the third one!"

"Jia Dongxu, it's him."

Jia Dongxu had drunk until he completely lost consciousness, lying on the ground in a large font.

Lin Aijun stepped forward and kicked his ass a few times.

No response.

Like a dead pig.

Sha Zhu stepped forward and turned him over, tugging at his collar and shaking him vigorously.

Rao is as powerful as a bull, but also like a mud bull entering the sea.

It doesn't work at all for Jia Dongxu.

Lin Aijun lamented that since Newtonian mechanics is not working well, let’s find another breakthrough.

"Silly Zhu, go get the old godmother up and ask her!"

Sha Zhu suddenly folded his hands on his chest, trembling as if he had encountered a pervert.

"Brother Junzi, I'm still a child, I neither can nor want to hug her!"

Sha Zhu's face was filled with righteous indignation, as if there was no room for negotiation.

Lin Aijun fully understands Sha Zhu, because he himself doesn't want to touch Jia Zhang.

Suddenly, Jia Zhang sat up straight, shouted "I'm so thirsty!", and lay down on the table.

Lin Aijun seized the opportunity, poured a glass of water, and splashed it on Jia Zhang's face.

Jia Zhang, who was sleeping, felt the moisture on his lips, and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips.

Lin Aijun leaned close to Jia Zhang's ear,

"Aunt Jia, is that the idiot your son went to report on?"

"It's Dongxu! Who... called... Silly Zhu staring at Qin Huairu... not letting go..."

The truth is out!
It's Jia Dongxu's grandson!

When Shazhu returned to the courtyard that day, he pretended to be a treat for dinner!
Good guy Jia, he really is a fake good guy!
His mouth is full of benevolence and morality, and his mind is full of male robbers and female prostitutes!

Silly Zhu was also dumbfounded when he heard this, and instantly felt extremely wronged.

"Brother Junzi, I just think Qin Huairu is pretty, what's wrong with taking a look?"

Lin Aijun knows that no matter men or women, individuals like to look good.

Men love to see their breasts, thighs, long white and thin!
Women love to see the pectoral and abdominal muscles!
But this silly pillar has picked a big trouble to watch.

Although Qin Huairu looks good, but if you say she is a big beauty, there is still a big gap.

After all, it's not so beautiful that it makes people's jaw drop.

He has serious doubts about Sha Zhu's aesthetic vision.

Lin Aijun shrugged and spread his hands.

"Silly Zhu, you know now. Don't read it next time!"

"No, I'll still watch it. I'll just watch it. What can Jia Dongxu do?"

"Silly Zhu, tell me what you think, how do you want to get revenge?"

Silly Zhu looked at Lin Aijun with a licking face.

"Brother Junzi, it's up to you. Every time you come up with an idea, it is so unexpected, but it is reasonable. I am not as high as you, so I can just be your follower."

"Silly Zhu, I've read a novel in which if you drink too much alcohol, you can use your internal force to force it out of your body through the six meridians of the human body. This move is called the Six Meridians Excalibur."

Silly Zhu was dumbfounded.

"Brother Junzi, what do you mean?"

"It's impossible for us to know the Six Meridians Excalibur, but with the One Meridians Excalibur, we can also force the wine out of the body."

Lin Aijun smirked.

Pointing to the crotch, then pointing to Jia Dongxu, making a motion.

Silly Zhu suddenly had an epiphany.

Ho Ho Ho, Brother Jun is indeed Brother Jun.

One Bloodline Excalibur!
How mighty, how brave!
For such a simple thing as urinating, Lin Aijun described it in such a way that it was full of compulsion in an instant.

Lin Aijun didn't know that Sha Zhu's admiration for him at this moment was like a surging river, endless.

"Brother Junzi, then I can't let you enjoy yourself this time, I want to participate."

"Easy, let's go together."

So the two took out their weapons and poured a full stomach of wine on Jia Dongxu's face.

In the end, shake, shake, Mingjin retreats!

"Brother Junzi, this trick is really enjoyable."

"Okay, silly Zhu, it's time for us to act."

Lin Aijun and Sha Zhu looked up at the white sky in the east outside the window.

Each found a seat, lay down on the table, and pretended to be asleep.

After a while, the sound of heavy breathing came out, and Sha Zhu fell asleep.

Lin Aijun, who had been busy all night, couldn't fall asleep, thinking frantically about the next step.

If it was done by someone else, it may be difficult to solve the problem of Sha Zhu returning to work.

But if it was Jia Dongxu, it would be much easier.

He couldn't help but think of the scene he saw in the grove of the Security Section.

With this handle in hand.

Jia Dongxu is like a monkey grandson in the palm of Tathagata, who can't find the palm of his hand at all.

Lin Aijun's mouth curled into a faint smile.

He's going to rest and recharge his spirits.

Wake up tomorrow, you can continue to abuse scum!