"Haha, I like you guys, come and drink it." Father Wang laughed twice, and we drank all the beer in the bottle, and he actually applauded me: "Good thing, the Northeast man must drink big bowls if he drinks."

"Uncle, do you know that those wars on the Internet are all those who are provoked by people like you? Now the people in the south are serious. The people in the northeast are tall and big, stupid, and they are like Chenyang. In fact, it is not. Our northeast is rough, heroic, and gentle and delicate. By the same token, drinking is not necessarily the case that the man in the north is good at drinking. There are also many people in the south that can drink, even better than us. Take Sichuan for example. There are big bowls and big bowls there. Has the horse milk wine been drunk? My dad drank it when he returned to Sichuan after he was a child. He said that the people there used big bowls to drink, which was very powerful."

"Why are you so serious? I just said casually, it's not what you meant at all. You guy led me to go astray. Let's not talk about the differences between the north and the south. It's normal for some places to have differences." Wang's father took a sip of cigarettes slowly. He said: "If people with high powers will pay attention to the north and the south, or the humanistic environment, or the sensitive issues of several countries, they will use the most sleek words to give people the feeling that this person is smart and sensible, but what are we? We are just ordinary people. If you even have to be careful in speaking and think about it, then what is the difference between it and the ancient literary inquisition?"

I changed my posture and grabbed a piece of ribs at the same time: "I read a novel. There was an author named Captain. He was maliciously misinterpreted by others because he said his thoughts. Originally, he just wanted to express his own opinions. According to what you said, the things written by an author were read by many people, so from his perspective, should we think about it and take care of everyone's emotions?"

"Everyone's emotions are taken care of? Is it possible? Some people like this, some people like that, you can't do it at all. In fact, just do it yourself well. Although everyone reads what he writes, everyone has an IQ and the ability to think about problems by themselves. Not everyone will be led by rhythm. Why do you reason with those who can be led by rhythm? He is on a wrong path. If he can't do himself, what is the difference between what he writes and other public? If you don't show your highlights, why should others look at your small club?"

I feel more admiring to Wang Jinye’s father. This drunkard is actually more awake than anyone else, and he is more enlightened than anyone else, pretends to be confused.

When Wang Jinye saw the scene of us, he felt unprecedented harmony. The two men, holding cigarettes, overlapped a little in an instant. If his mother was there at this time, the family would be happy.

The more his father drank, the more he became, the more he became more and more excited I couldn't stop him.

Regardless of Wang Jinye's obstruction, the bottles of wine were empty and they had to go downstairs to buy them.

Uh... I burped: "Brother, I won't drink anymore, no more. I admire your alcohol tolerance. I have to catch the train tomorrow. It's uncomfortable to get on the bus."

"Brother, you really can't drink with me. Don't think I'm drinking slowly, but I have nothing to do. Let's go to the meat skewer shop downstairs to order?" Haven't drunk too much yet? It's all the time that my brother calls me, and Wang Jinye feels broken.

"No, I'm not going to drink with you. The little fairy should be angry with me." Calling her in front of her father made her feel shy.

"Haha, then, let's drink it when you come back from Harbin." I thought Wang Jinye's father was going to go back to the house to sleep, but he put on his coat and ran away.

"Dad, what are you doing?" Wang Jinye ran over and asked.

"Go downstairs and take a walk around." Her father said with a burp. Many people like to stroll on the road after drinking, never going home or sleeping, and I don't know why.

"You want to go out and have fun again, and you feel like you're drinking so much and sleeping at home."

"I don't have the money to play, I just go and watch the fun. I want to give it to me more than you?"

"No." Wang Jinye's face became very cold. His father always did this and he didn't listen!

"Haha." His father smiled, then looked at me deeply, and left.

"I'll go and persuade him to stay at home with peace of mind, I'm there." I comforted her and then chased her out: "Brother, no, uncle, are you looking for me?"

"Is there any money in his pocket?" He was itchy and wanted to go for a gamble. He had no money in his pocket and was embarrassed to ask his daughter for it, otherwise he would have a big fight again.

"Yes." I left the ticket and gave him the rest: "Uncle, everyone loves to bet, I can understand. My dad usually gambles, but you have to remember that you have a home, and you have to consider things for your family. I am as old as Wang Jinye, so I understand her feelings. I hope to have a happy and fulfilling home. You always do this. Don't say that a girl will not be able to stand it. If I were your son and fell with you every day."

"Home? I've lost my home since Jin Ye's mother left." He looked quite pitiful.

What else can I say, I have to go back.

"Did you give him money?" Wang Jinye asked me as soon as he entered the room.

"No." I was stunned for a moment, and I denied.

"Stop lying to me, I've seen it all."

"It's not good to see a man who doesn't take money in his pocket when he goes out," I explained.

He would lose all the money before he would come back.”

"If he loses money without paying money, it will be easy for people to buy it." We always joke on weekdays that my mother will never gamble again. He loses, but in fact, this is really the case. Once you owe too much money, you either use your fingers or jump off the building to commit suicide.

Gamblers are as terrible as addicts. They can't quit, and even if you try to stop them, it will be useless.

Wang Jinye's father drank on the second day after he was discharged from the hospital and went to gambling, not taking his name seriously. Could it be that we can just persuade him?

Such a person will not turn back if he does not get a bloody lesson, but he still gives up on himself unless he has a bloody lesson. Unless your mother Wang is willing to turn back, or if he gets a serious illness when drinking, the dog will not be able to change his shit!

"If you still insist on quarreling with him, in the end he will make a big bet on the grounds of being angry, and no matter how much you lose, he will say that it will make you angry. Once a person is childish, he will lose the more he bets."

"I know I can't stop him from gambling, but he has drunk so much. I'm really afraid that he will die of freezing on the street but we don't know." Similar examples and news Wang Jinye has read too many, and she is afraid that it will appear on her in the end.

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