Suddenly he asked me with some frustration, "Is your third uncle so naughty?" The third uncle was already drunk, and he asked me half-truthfully with a smile as he spoke with caution for a junior. "No way! The main reason is that -" A smell of alcohol came back as I spoke, I frow

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Suddenly he asked me with some frustration, "Is your third uncle such a naughty person?"

The third uncle was already a little drunk, and he asked me with a smile and a half-truth as he spoke with caution for a junior. .

"No way! The main reason is that -"

smelled of alcohol as he spoke. I frowned, quickly picked up two peanuts and chewed them. The slowing down of the stall just gave me time to think about how to smooth things over.

"You bear man, if you drink some wine, you won't be the same again!" The third aunt came in with the freshly cooked stick noodles and millet porridge. It seemed that she heard what the third uncle said. After entering the door and putting the pot down against the wall, she started scolding her. he.

"You, you... you!" The third uncle lost his temper and turned to look at me again. "Hehehehehe-it's okay, it's okay." He laughed. The third uncle saw that I was a little embarrassed, so he picked up the bottle and gave it to me. I pour the wine.

On the small square table, there are several home-cooked dishes and two bottles of wine, one is Golden Seed for me to drink, and the other is Laobaigan for myself. He drinks a lot and thinks that drinking well is a waste. He had already drank more than half of his bottle, and I had just finished the top of the bottle. He thought I drank too slowly.

My second sister got engaged last winter, and my parents took my uncle and me there. The third uncle felt unhappy afterwards, and it started after he drank more than half a bottle of wine.

The third uncle's home has not changed much in more than ten years, with a large yard, high steps, a spacious living room, a familiar utility room, and a luxurious woodshed and kitchen next to the yard.

This bedroom in particular has a self-leveling cement floor, a large bed in the corner, a wardrobe, and an old-fashioned writing desk. That large color Konka color TV went from being the most advanced to being the most outdated. Zhao Benshan The year when he performed the skit "Monkey Riding on a Tree", I was celebrating the New Year at my third uncle's house, and the whole family was so full of laughter that they fell on their backs. Next to it, a tape recorder as big as half a piano was covered by a gauze scarf and propped up on the four corners. Its function has always been a mystery since I was in elementary school until now. The whole bedroom still smells of the familiar quilt and the faint smell of camphor balls .

The wall clock on the wall cannot tolerate any interruption in the chat between the three of us, otherwise I will have to bear the embarrassment caused by the dissatisfaction between the elders, which I should not have to bear.

Suddenly he asked me with some frustration,

"Come on!" Third uncle held up the wine glass in his hand and motioned to me, "Oh, hey, hey, hey - I've liked you since I was a child, and you always scratch your face wherever you go!" Scratching your face means showing off your dignity. . I heard from my mother that when I was having a banquet when I was a child, my third uncle came to my house to take me with him, "This kid, take me out and scratch your face!"

"You just said that the road was slippery when we went there. I know this very well. The whole car I'm so excited." The second uncle put a salt bean into his mouth, "It really doesn't matter if he doesn't have some skills. "

I suddenly realized that driving is the second best skill in my life. , the drinker can be regarded as a top drinker. One year, he followed my sister-in-law back to her parents' house and drank her brother-in-law until he was drunk. His second-law-in-law lay on the table crying, his brother-in-law danced and sang, and his third brother-in-law was still drunk.

But on the day we went to get engaged, my dad was drunk, but the third uncle always felt that it would be better if he was around in this situation, like the horse archer Guan Erye before Hua Xiong was killed.

A village at the foot of the mountain, a house built by the fathers, and a tractor set up the stage of the third uncle's life. He worked hard on this small stage and was noisy with his wife, son, old mother and He Hehu. When I got a good job, I could earn tens of thousands a month. When I was unlucky, I was almost imprisoned in a black labor camp in Heilongjiang.

Although the third uncle feels inferior to his elder uncle in terms of playing cards, maybe he also wants to have a bigger stage. Even if it is just drinking, it is his specialty. He rarely complained and was kind enough.

"Hurry up, drink, drink, eat. Look at you, drink every day!" Sanjizi filled a bowl of rice for each of us, sat down, and kept putting eggs and duck meat into my bowl.

"Whoever doesn't mind his own business can drink like crazy with you without thinking about it!" She had been nagging her uncle about drinking for the rest of her life, but nothing had changed.The third uncle was still addicted to alcohol, and when he got drunk, he was often tied up and sent home. In the middle of the night, he would sit in the yard and scold Zhang San and Li Si, shouting, "When my brother comes back, I will beat you all!" "This kind of thing is not uncommon for Third Uncle.

Suddenly he asked me with some frustration,

The third uncle turned a deaf ear to his aunt's complaints and still looked at me, his smiling eyes full of love and pride.

"Good boy, I have seen you as the most promising since you were a child. Well, your brother is useless. The little thief is choking on me every day!" As he said this, there was some helplessness and anger on his face.

He took a sip and said, "If you have a big career in the future, arrange a job for your uncle as a gatekeeper. When you can help your brother, give him a hand."

I nodded repeatedly. I am with my third uncle. I am becoming an adult that I can rely on, which makes me a little uncomfortable.

’s uncle has a high school education and would leave home early. If it weren’t for family affairs, in the words of his third uncle, “Don’t look at Huzi’s current situation of five to six people. When your uncle went out earlier, then Hu Zi is nothing! "

The uncle who made his fortune and moved to the city very early is the pride of my grandma and the pride of my third uncle. But the eldest uncle is also the third uncle's heart. He will sing happily for the box of wine that his uncle brought him during the Chinese New Year, and he will also complain hysterically when he drinks too much.

"Team 3! Attention, Team 3!" The loudspeaker at the entrance of the village announced that the train had arrived at the factory. Sanjizi hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of rice, "Obviously you eat slowly, I have to unload the truck, tell him to drink less. Wine!" He glanced at Third Uncle, "You said you bought him wine again... Sigh..." After finishing speaking, San Jinzi had already wrapped the blue scarf around her head, and she quickly He left the main room door.

"Third uncle, let's have some wine in the glass?"

Third uncle still said with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay." When he smiled, he showed his gapped teeth, which were blasted out by a blast hole in a quarry one year. The stones were knocked away. At that time, he often had to go to the hospital near my home in the town to take infrared to heal his wounds. He was awkward in speech and always told jokes and ate snacks with me.

I love to hear him tell jokes. When we were younger, we always used joke jokes to greet each other.

If I talk to my third uncle about what his life stage is like, he will be stunned for a few seconds, "Well - ballast machine, tractor; Lao Baigan'er, fresh pig liver!"

I will continue to ask. He said, "Is that fresh pig liver? Or bamboo pole? County magistrate?"

Third uncle "Hahahaha——", and then with a straight face, "Asshole! Bamboo pole, bamboo pole, can pig liver be used for hanging mosquito nets? ?”

In the final chapter of his dull script, I owe my third uncle a good farewell. A person who doesn't have to compromise on decency and is not bound to the world, just like two friends, one big and one small, saying goodbye like Lao Baigan'er and Joke'er.

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