Is the narcissus girl drunk?

  0001: Is the narcissus girl drunk?

  The village chief, with a big belly, had his hands cuffed behind him and was walking in a steady gait on the stone-paved road in the village. Behind the village chief followed a black-and-white mongrel dog, its tail held high like a flagpole, looking even more majestic than the village chief himself.

  As the saying goes, when gods come down to ask about the land, Village King is the "Land Master" here. However, Village King doesn't consider himself as the Land Master, he thinks the Land Master is a bit dull. He always regards himself as the Earth Emperor. Village King especially likes watching plays with emperors, the emperors in the play are free and easy, that's the life he yearns for.

  The mountain village where the Village King lives is a large ridge of several dozen miles in circumference. On the ridge, there are sparse natural villages with thousands of people, and what the Village King says goes.

  The village chief's name is Zheng Shuang. Whenever he thinks of this name, he always sighs in relief, thanks to his father for giving him a good name that makes his life easy and comfortable. Zheng Shuang started living an easy and comfortable life at the age of 18, which has continued until now. At 19 years old, Zheng Shuang became the head of the militia battalion, and at 22 years old, he became the branch secretary. The title of branch secretary is too elegant, he doesn't like it, he likes to be called Village Chief by the mountain people. Zheng Shuang has been a cadre for over twenty years, familiar with every corner of the sky above and every road that leads there.

  Zheng Shuang's eyes, the people on the mountain are just clay in his hands, to be rounded or flattened as he pleases. Zheng Shuang often says to his wife, who was once known as the number one beauty of the village: "I am the king of this village, the emperor of this place. With just a cold cough, someone's heart will be torn open for half a day and can't be closed!" In fact, it is indeed so. Wang Ergou, the king of Mao Chongling, used to be a soldier and thought he had seen the world. When he first came back, he was full of energy and dared to confront Zheng Shuang at a public meeting, relying on his status as a demobilized military personnel. As a result, he was punished with 280 lashes and his pants were torn apart. The king let him become so poor that his family had to use an upside-down broken basket as a table. Wang Ergou paid a heavy price for his confrontation, and now he is still single. When the king thinks of Wang Ergou, a cold smile appears at the corner of his mouth: "You were a soldier, what's the big deal? Can you compete with our village king?"

  The village chief had a small patch of white hair on the top of his head, so people in the village called him Village Chief, but behind his back they added two words: "杂毛" (杂毛 means messy or disheveled). The village chief knew how people referred to him behind his back, but he didn't mind. He thought, after all, I'm the one who makes the decisions, and being called a messy-haired village chief is still being a chief! With this thought, he felt satisfied, and that's exactly what the village chief wanted - a sense of satisfaction.

  The mountain people all know that Wang, the head of the village, has made a lot of money. Not to mention the villagers' contributions and taxes, he's also good at faking accounts. He's also taken a lot of kickbacks from the construction of roads and power lines in the village. Even with family planning, he can take advantage of the situation and gain both wealth and popularity.

  "Got the gold and got the girl! Haha!" Village King walked while thinking, humming a tune, laughing out loud, his belly shaking with laughter. He patted his own belly, reminding him of Shuixian. That Shuixian, already in her thirties but still so tender! As soon as he thought of Shuixian, it was like a ripe wax apple dangling in front of him, making his mouth water. Today, Wangzi's father passed away and was buried, inviting him to drink mourning wine, he had long planned to sit next to Shuixian! Village King thought this way, quickening his pace.

  When the village chief arrived, the dishes were just being served. Everyone invited him to take a seat when they saw him. He smiled and laughed as he looked around for Shuixian. Shuixian heard everyone calling out to the village chief and quickly stood up to wave at him. The village chief walked over to Shuixian, and Li Bing, who was sitting next to Shuixian, hastily got up to give up his seat. The village chief then sat down unceremoniously beside Shuixian. After a while, all the dishes were served, chopsticks were handed out, and everyone began drinking.

  As soon as the wine was poured, several people sitting at the same table with Zhai Wang raised their glasses to toast him. Zhai Wang gladly accepted and drank from his cup.

  When the wine was half drunk, Zhai Wang raised his cup and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, I've worked hard for everyone, won't you drink two more cups with me?" Xian didn't stand up, but a smile hung on her lips: "Okay! Brother-in-law, I'll toast you four more cups." At this time, Xian's tender face was as red as a ripe peach after drinking several cups of wine.

  The sound of "clink", two small wine cups kissed each other like two small mouths. The people at the same table cheered in unison.

  Two small wine cups kissed four times, and the village king was already drunk with a dazed expression. Shuixian handed a greasy duck butt to the village king and said: "I gave you this duck butt, you must eat it!" Zhi Shu laughed loudly: "Your butt is what I love the most! Don't worry, I will slowly enjoy it later!" Shuixian smiled with a hint of shyness: "Zhi Shu, you're too much."

  "What did you call me again?" Village King asked, and then asked in a row: "Is it Secretary or Brother? Are you ten years older than me? Is it Secretary or Brother?" The village king asked several questions without letting Shuixian answer, but directly smiled and forced her: "If I call Secretary, I'll fine you four cups!"

  Shuixian hastily got up, picked up the small wine cup, and threw a flirtatious glance over. "Good brother, dear brother! I'll toast you four more cups, okay?" As she spoke, Shuixian used her slender hand to grab Zhang Wang's hand, saying: "Come on, clink glasses!"

  "Hurry up and drink, hurry up and drink. Only when we clink cups together will the wine taste sweet." Niu Chui and Dong Mao, who were seated at the same table, shouted out in unison. "Alright! Let's clink cups then, we'll make a good pair!" Zhang Wang hastily stood up and bent his arm to grab Xian Shui's hand. Xian Shui quickly pulled her hands holding the cup towards her chest, protecting herself while cleverly avoiding Zhang Wang's hand, and said with a smile: "I wouldn't dare drink a clinking cup with Zhang Wang! Let me toast you instead." After finishing speaking, she brought the wine cup to her lips and let it touch her small, delicate nose.

  "Good, Shuixian is respectful, I must drink!" Zhai Wang tilted his head and poured the wine down. Although Shuixian's cup touched the tip of his nose, he still wanted to leave some at the bottom. But Zhai Wang stared tightly, turning his own cup over and staring at Shuixian: "We two want to be good, from top to bottom, from mouth to mouth!"

  The calf and Dong Mao burst out laughing, and Shui Xian also laughed.

  On the other side, Wangzi and his several brothers looked displeased, casting a sideways glance from afar. Niuwa had sharp eyes, nodding towards Wangzi's direction, saying to Zhangwang and Shuixian: "Stop causing trouble, look at their faces."

  The village king looked in the direction of Wang Zinan, put down his cup and said: "What's there to be afraid of? A funeral feast is also a wine feast. Can't we even drink at a wine feast? They invited me here, didn't they invite me to drink?"

  "Others have lost their fathers, we can't be too excessive." Dong Mao also timidly advised Zhai Wang.

  Shuixian stood up with a smile and said, "I'm drunk, Tongnian Ge. I want to leave now, Tongnian Ge." "Sister Shuixian is drunk, I won't drink anymore either. Sister, let me send you off." Zhai Wang also stood up to follow.

  "I'm drunk, but I still know that my name is not Village Branch Secretary, it's Tong Nian Ge. Tong Nian Ge, I'm drunk, but I'm clear-headed, I don't need you to send me off, I can still walk back." Shui Xian said as he walked out the door.