When I saw it, I suddenly woke up a lot.

This old man was drinking with me. If this guy really hits me now, I will be responsible for this matter.

I walked straight to the sink.

It was not until I walked in that I realized that the old man had nothing to do. And the old man seemed to be asleep here.

I was stunned. What kind of creature is this old man? How could he fall asleep like this?

I held the wall with one hand and him with the other, trying to pull the old man up.

But when I pulled up, I realized that this old man was really heavy. I was afraid that he would touch him if he used too much strength, so I couldn't even touch him if he used too little strength.

My current state is very awkward.

"Uncle Chen. Stop sleeping, wake up!" I patted him.

The old man didn't react at first, and I don't know how many times he waved this guy before he waved his hand.

After he waved, I thought he was awake and vaguely heard him speak.

"Uncle Chen, what did you say?" I didn't hear it clearly.

"Xiao Yu! Vomit~" I smelled a foul smell just after the old man said something.

I'll go to his uncle's.

The old man may have been stimulated by the smell in the toilet and couldn't help but vomit it out here.

The bitten meat, the crumbs of steamed buns, and the sticky and extremely disgusting liquid spit out of the old man's mouth.

The stench of the wine and the smell in the stomach suddenly appeared in the toilet. And it was still around me. To be honest, if I hadn't prepared in advance, I really felt that I would have vomited.

"Xiao Yu. What is this?" The old man looked at the things he vomited and seemed to have not realized it yet.

This old man is quite particular and didn't vomit it on me.

"Uncle Chen, can you stand up?" I asked helplessly.

"Get up!" The old man struggled a few times, but he seemed to be unable to get up.

"Uncle Chen, I'll pull you!" I blocked my nose with one hand.

At this time, I pulled him up with force.

But this old man looked completely unstable. I pulled him up, but I didn't dare to let go. I was afraid that the old man would fall down as soon as I let go.

"Xiao Yu, let's go back and have a drink." The old man said to me.

"Okay, okay, drink." Although I couldn't stand firmly, the old man's condition was much worse than mine.

I held the wall tightly, and I had to take care of this old man.

This speed is so uncomfortable, and don’t bother me. When we returned to the shop, we both fell blue and purple.

And the most terrifying thing is that I don’t feel the pain. My brain is clear, but my body is not under my control.

I left the old man at the table.

I also lay down on the rocking chair. At this time, I felt my stomach rolling, and the smell just now appeared in my mind from time to time. Whenever the smell just now appeared in my memory, I felt a strong desire to vomit.

Fortunately, I can hold back this thing, otherwise I can't guarantee whether I will vomit like an old man.

I was lying in a chair and didn't know what to do, I just hope that the wine would be a little more sober.

At this moment, I saw the old man.

The old man was originally placed on the chair by me, but logically he said that he should be in the same state as mine, but for some reason, I feel that the old man is quite crazy now.

"Xiao Yu, I want to sing a few songs!" The old man turned his head and looked at me.

I don't know how he looked at me. Anyway, I think he had a ghost, but I don't know if this old guy would have the same reaction when he looked at me.

"Chen, Uncle Chen, stop making trouble. We both drank a lot. If we were to make a lot of things, we would have to drink and vomit if we continued to do it." I said.

I don't want to get up again at this time.

"Hey! He is holding a nest in his hand, and the head is not in the dish..." This old man was not just talking, he really sang his uncle?

I was in a hurry.

I don’t know how ugly this old guy sang?

"Uncle Chen, I'm my own, let's stop singing. Let's take a break." I said helplessly.

Others will always have a little different place than usual when they drink too much. I drink too much and make me sleepy, and nothing else. But at this time, who would have thought that this old man wanted to sing after drinking too much? With his spirit, it would be a pity to not let him play a good voice.

I don't know how to evaluate him at this time.

"Uncle Chen, let's stop singing, I will vomit if I continue singing." I'm telling the truth at this time. My stomach can't stand it anymore, and the things that the old man just vomited were always in my mind.

I think about it once, my brain hurts once, and I want to vomit once. The vicious cycle is so I can't stand it anymore.

"Xiao Yu, I miss my ancestors, hiccup! What a glory it was? Why did it become this kind of field when I came here?" The old man stopped singing before. At this time, he actually started crying.

When he hiccupped just now, I thought he was going to vomit again.

He didn't find him but said this.

I couldn't help but understand. The things the old man just told me have always reflected one thing, that is, his ancestors were quite powerful.

At this time, when I think of him again, I feel awkward inexplicably.

I'm curious about how old man can do so many things.

If this thing was passed down from generation to generation by his family's ancestors, why did it become so bad when it comes to Uncle Chen?

This is something I can't figure out anyway. Not to mention something else, the same talisman is the talisman here for me. It probably becomes a lighter replacement where Uncle Chen will.

"Uncle Chen, don't care. No one said you." I tried to comfort the old man.

I don’t know why this old man became so sensitive. I don’t know who stimulated him.

Could it be that what he told me just now?

At this time, Uncle Chen didn't say anything, and he stood up from the chair.

Watching him move is like a drunken fist.

"Uncle Chen, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." I said.

"Come on, Xiao Yu, I'll let you see something." The old man walked aside.

Although I am quite curious about the purpose of this old man, I can't get up. I am very suspicious that I bought a bottle of fake wine. Why did this thing become like this? It has such a great momentum.

"Uncle Chen, I know you are a person with a temperament. Drinking, drinking is like drinking water. But I really don't want to get up anymore." I said.

"You are stupid. Get up and have some sober up first." said the old man.

I seemed to have an illusion, why is this old man normal and abnormal?

And what he said seemed to be sobering soup?

Come on, drinking this thing is useless at all. It doesn't work as a sobering effect.

I saw the old man stumble and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I had to stand up from the chair.
Chapter completed!