Thirty-nine, bitter meat plan

Hearing this, Ma Mian looked like he understood everything, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, Oh, I understand, no wonder I always feel that there is something wrong with you, a stinky duck egg, after turning into a sword thirty, I always like to deliberately make a dissolute and uninhibited appearance in front of other people's big girls, it turned out that I was hit, for fear that no one would like me, so I deliberately pretended to be this hanger.

Speaking of this, he seemed to feel very guilty, his voice suddenly lowered, and patted Jian Thirty on the shoulder and said, I'm really sorry, I really didn't expect my momentary joke to leave such a big hurt in your heart, I feel sorry for this.

Jian Thirty's eyes were a little red by his words, and he hugged him, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all, he really didn't expect that the horse face who was originally not serious would have such a sensational side.

However, when Jian Thirty was deeply moved and couldn't extricate himself, Ma Mian suddenly pushed him away and said to him, haha, you stinky duck egg, do you see, what is popular now is pretending to be sensational and deep, and your tricks of pretending to be chic and bohemian are outdated. Now, as long as you are willing to sensationalize and pretend to be sad, whether he is a hero or an errand, whether she is an eight-year-old girl or an eighty-year-old lady, you will take it all, aren't you a good example, I just felt a little sad, and I moved you to kneel down and call me daddy.

Jian Thirty touched the scar on his neck, and the expression on his face didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and then, looking at the emptiness of the distant mountains and the snowy fields, he sighed and said, You think I was moved by what you just said, you fucking overestimate your sensationalism. Actually, the reason why I have changed from a stinky duck egg who can't kick a fart with three feet to a dissolute sword thirty is because of the jokes you used to make with me, to tell you, no, but after so many changes, I have seen through everything, what a name, what a profit, what a hero, it's all bullshit. The dog-faced mustache of the horse shrugged, and his mouth grinned as if someone was dragging it down with his hand.

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his tone and said, Okay, okay, whatever you want, but it doesn't matter if you see through the red dust, it doesn't matter if you see through the woman, but you can't see through the money. Don't look at such a small piece of metal, a few pieces of paper, it can make your life better, there is a saying that is not good, money is not everything, but, no money is really impossible, you eat, ask for money, drink, ask for money, find a woman, you have to ask for money, sometimes you have to pay for the toilet. According to my experience, I found that the current rivers and lakes have been divided into four kinds of people by money, the first is rich people, they eat, drink and have fun, do whatever they want, although I want to be this kind of person, but I can't do it; the second is the rich people, this kind of people can only eat and drink, but can not have fun, the rich people are too hard, so I don't want to do it, the third is the kind of people who can make friends with the first type and the second kind of people, we usually call them heroes, but unfortunately you have done it, so I have to be the fourth kind of people, thieves。 But this came again, although I am a thief, but I am a good thief, and the biggest characteristic of being a good thief is to rob the rich and help the poor.

Speaking of this, he suddenly smiled, and finally turned to the topic, and continued, since I am a good thief, of course there are bad thieves, and the worst thief in today's rivers and lakes may be the third young master of Gong Yu Sangong, he is not only a bad thief, but also a fat thief, then I, a good thief, have no choice but to rob him, a bad thief and a fat thief, so I came to this place to find you, and decided to join forces with you to make a big deal. If you think it's possible, why don't we find a quiet place to talk?

For Ken Thirty and Ma Mian, two sworn friends who grew up together, the quietest place is neither in an inn, nor in a brothel, nor in their own room, but on the roof. In those good memories, how many beautiful and unforgettable things they have done on the roof, since they were children, they climbed to the richest Wang Dahu's house in their town to peek at their eldest girl taking a bath, changing clothes, climbing over the wall and crossing the courtyard together, removing the tiles, and drilling to Li Dahu's house to steal the bacon they hung on the beam to prepare for the New Year, blocking people's chimneys together, peeing and playing in Daddy Zhang's rice pot together, alas, what a beautiful childhood.

Now, as they returned to their old jobs, a warm impulse surged up in their hearts, and all the familiar memories resurfaced in their minds.

At that time, the sky was clear, the sun was shining, the snow on the roof had begun to melt, and the long glazed ice hung under the eaves, making a ticking sound of meltwater, like a more leaky sound of vigilance.

The surrounding area is empty, and there is no concealment to point out, and talking in such a place is not only a quiet discussion of each other's plans, but also a way to prevent the eavesdropping of others on the wall.

Therefore, when Jian Thirty and Ma Mian were lying down on the roof where the snow had completely melted, the bits and pieces of those childhoods immediately came to their hearts, and then, they sighed to each other that time flies so fast, the originally carefree teenager is now middle-aged, and the two hairy boys who were originally unknown have also become famous heroes.

Thinking of this, Ma Mian wrinkled his dog oil beard, and then, he raised the wine jar and shook it at Jian Thirty, laughing and said, This time the third young master of the palace threw you into the gutter at the bottom of the mountain, it is really gratifying, come, let's take a bite.

Jian Thirty took the wine jar angrily, poured a few pounds, and then, gave him a blank look, and muttered, I made the family feel bad, not only do you not want to help me take revenge, but you also want to congratulate me, you are really a fucking good friend of mine.

Ma Mian seemed to be afraid that he would drink all the wine in one go, so he quickly snatched it back, poured a few sips, and said with a smile, why shouldn't you congratulate, think about it, the reason why the third young master of the palace wants to scold you proves that he has begun to trust you, he wants you to help him do a big thing, but he doesn't want others to know, so he deliberately flattened you and then threw you into the gutter that everyone knows about the mountain, proving to the people in the rivers and lakes that he doesn't want to pay attention to you Sword Thirty at all, no matter what you do after that, it has nothing to do with the third young master of the palace, this is a bitter meat trick, Zhou Yu has already used it in the Three Kingdoms era。