Chapter 8 Shuhe and Uncle Zhang

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<div id="content">Confucian scholar made up his mind and made great strides to go to the cafeteria. But the Confucian scholar stepped into the yard and couldn’t help but hesitate: The door of the house was not closed, and the girls probably weren’t in the house, so he could only hear Uncle Zhang’s voice and the sound of Aunt Gan’s voice pulling off.

The Confucian scholar was just unsure of his mind, and suddenly reached out his hand at the door of the dormitory near the cafeteria and pulled the Confucian scholar over. But just in the past moment, the Confucian scholar saw the aunt in the cafeteria sitting on Uncle Zhang’s thigh and playing with wine. The Confucian scholar almost shouted out, and Fang saw clearly that it was Sister Juan who pulled her.

He quietly pulled the Confucian scholar out and went to the gate. Sister Juan said, “Confucian scholar, why are you here for? Don’t you drink well?” The Confucian scholar was using the wine and said, “Sister Juan, Uncle Zhang is really good at coaxing people. Can you coax your aunt to not cry… It’s just that you pity your uncle. Are you not tired at this time? Hehe…”

“Go! What are the little kids talking about?” Sister Juan said. I believe she can see the performance in the cafeteria better. The Confucian scholar said, “Where are you telling me? Big sister… I am a child, but I don’t understand anything, so why do you tell the truth?! Am I wrong?”

The Confucian scholar pretended to be innocent and knew nothing. Sister Juan patted her gently: “I’m not talking nonsense… Don’t talk nonsense. My aunt’s brother is the general contractor. It’s amazing to let him hear it… Confucian scholar, you’re finished drinking now?”

“Hey! Stop talking, it’s still early!” The Confucian scholar admired the great black people’s alcohol. If he wanted to continue, he would guarantee to come in and lie down: “Now, their wine is not enough. I took the opportunity to run out and said that he would bring them wine. He was going to find you. It’s such a coincidence… It’s so fate that you caught me.”

The meaning of saying this is like Sister Juan looking for him on purpose, and he also intentional, but Sister Juan didn’t hear his ambiguous words and said, “I’ll take it for you to avoid you from looking for it.” Because the cafeteria is Sister Juan’s base, she knows the best place to place things; and, the best thing is that the Confucian scholars pretend not to know.

The Confucian scholar understood, so he stopped laughing and asked Sister Juan to get the wine. Sister Juan was smart and first coughed loudly. He walked slowly in and shouted in a low voice: “I can really drink wine, I’m here to ask for wine again…”