The next morning, I got out of bed and suddenly felt a daze in my brain, as if I had forgotten something. Was it someone who came to visit last night? Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a noise coming from outside the bedroom. Sun Baozi! A bright red face suddenly appeared in my mind, and it was him who came knocking on the door last night!

  When I came out of the bedroom, Sun Baozi was already sitting at the dining table with a very familiar look. On the table were two bowls of porridge and a plate of roasted duck that had been cut into pieces. As I came out, Sun Baozi was already drinking his nth bowl of porridge, picking out a piece of bone from it and savoring the flavor in his mouth.

  After seeing me come out, Sun Baozi pointed to the bowl of porridge in front of him and said with a smile: "Lazi, try my craftsmanship, Cantonese-style roast goose congee, pepper powder and salt are on the table, you put it yourself"

  I turned around and took a look at the gate, confirming one thing - no mistake, this is indeed my home...

  I took a glance at the bowl of congee filled with goose bones and floating with oil flowers, and I really didnt have an appetite to drink it down early in the morning. Now that Ive recalled everything from last night, I need to quickly change the subject, absolutely cant let him remember, last night... As expected, it should be this morning when he was thrown onto the floor, only covered with a layer of quilt: "Great Sage, next time you come find me, can you please choose a brighter time? Youre scaring my neighbors on all sides with your late-night antics. Speaking of which, isnt your drinking capacity quite good? Even that old slicker Huang Ran was drunk under the table by you, and yet you were still able to be outdone by that over-70-year-old monk Xiao He?"

  "Never mind," Sun Baozi didnt even use chopsticks, directly grabbing a piece of roast goose from the plate with his hands and eating it. After that, he continued to say: "Yesterday when I went to Lao Xiaos place, I coincidentally ran into Rain who had just returned from spreading the gospel in Northeast China. I suspect this guy was actually spreading the gospel at the local winery, and when he came back, the local followers even sent him a crate of Erguotou liquor. He knew Lao Xiao is from Northeast China, so he sent it to him. Coincidentally, I went to find Lao Xiao to settle accounts, and just like that, we ended up at the wine table."

  Sun said with a wry smile, "Lazi, Im not kidding, this is the first time in my life that Ive gotten drunk. I didnt dare drive after drinking so much, and I was planning to walk home to sober up. On the way, I saw a friends wine shop and thought about buying two bottles of foreign liquor to get revenge, but somehow I ended up at your place."

  The more I listened, the bigger my mouth grew: "You say its Old Xiao who got you to this state? No way! Ive seen Old Xiaos capacity for liquor. When we were young and someone in the village was getting married, Old Xiao would always arrive early. His behavior back then is still etched in my memory - that old guy never brought a gift, and he wouldnt leave until hed drunk himself under the table. Let alone my grandpa and Third Uncle who could really drink, even I, a distant relative of his, could easily get him to pass out on the floor several times over. And its this Old Xiao who got you drunk?"

  "Never mind, there were bad people last night..." Sun Baozi let out a depressed sigh and then started eating the roasted goose congee in his hands with great ferocity.

  I misunderstood what he meant: "Do you mean Old Xiao is being bad? What did he do to you?"

  "Dont even mention Old Xiao, hes probably not as good as me now," Sun Baozi said after finishing this sentence, his eyes looked at me with a distant gaze, as if something had already reached the tip of his tongue but couldnt be spoken out. Just as I was considering whether to call him to ask, Sun Baozi suddenly slapped his thigh and said: "Oh no! I remembered! Last night when I left, Old Xiao was complaining about chest pain and wanted to go to the hospital. He asked Yu Guo to call 120 for an ambulance, now that old guy is either dead or alive..."

  At this time, I suddenly thought of something again. Since Xiao He and Shang didnt get a good deal either, and both suffered losses, what kind of bad person is there? Sun Baozi saw my doubts and took the initiative to speak about last nights events.

  It seems that the problem lies with Hugo, yesterday he went to find Xiao He Shang to settle accounts, just as they finished and were about to leave, he saw a foreigner with blonde hair and blue eyes holding a box of white wine knocking on the door of Xiao He Shangs house.

  This foreigner, Sun Pingzi and Lao Xiao all knew him. He was the director of the third office of the original Ethnic Minority Affairs Bureau - Nicholas Hugo. After the Ethnic Minority Affairs Bureau was abolished, because Director Hugos foreign identity became a problem. The two major departments of Public Security and National Security could not want him, so Director Hugo had to temporarily surrender to the church. Nothing would happen if he represented the church running around everywhere, spreading the gospel of God all over China. This kind of life made Hugo quite content.

  Unexpectedly, they met each other at Xiao Lao Daos place. Sun Baozi and Yu Guo were slightly surprised. However, as far as the Public Opinion Bureau was concerned, everyone in the house was familiar with each other. Sun Baozi and Yu Guo exchanged information about their current situation, then brought up past events from their time at the Public Opinion Bureau, leaving everyone sighing in regret.

  After chatting for a while, it was time for dinner. Perhaps because of the lucrative business in Northeast China, Xiao Shang rarely suggested: "No one leaves tonight, lets all have dinner at my place. Coincidentally, Yu Ge brought wine, and we wont leave until were drunk tonight."

  Xiao He Shang rarely had a big heart, took out the sauce meat bought two days ago from the refrigerator, stir-fried four eggs and then smashed a cucumber. Originally, there was still a fish at home, but it felt too luxurious to cook. So, in Xiaos house, a rare "sumptuous" dinner was ready. Later, Sun Baozi suspected that someone had sent wine, so Lao Xiao invited guests. He said he invited people to drink, but saved money on the wine.

  However, when pouring wine into Hugos cup, he was stopped by the former director. Hugo smiled and said to Sun Bingzhi who was looking at him: "Sun, I am a clergyman and cannot get drunk."

  Yu Ge brought out a very tall hat, and Sun Baozi could only give in. Only he and Xiao Heshang were drinking, while Yu Ge was sipping tea on the side. At first, Sun Baozi and Xiao Heshang werent used to the strong Dongbei Maotai liquor, so they just poured their own drinks and slowly savored them. But the foreigner sitting next to them quickly joined in and started drinking too.

  "Son, look, Xiao has already finished his cup, and you still have so much wine left. This is not good. If you were in a country like Russia, the people next to you would think youre looking down on Xiao. Son, if youre a man, you should finish the wine in your cup. Come on, its just water inside, are you afraid of drinking water?" Sun Baozi gritted his teeth and downed the small four ounces of liquor, and his stomach immediately started churning.

  "Xiao, did you see that? This cup is for you to drink, Sun. As the elder, you should return a cup to Sun. Its polite - this one doesnt count, Sun. If you were in Ireland and drank whiskey like that, youd be considered someone with poor morals. The returned drink cant be less than what he had before, so let me pour it for you. See, just this much, thats how much Sun had before."

  "Son, I propose a toast to Mr. Gao, although I wont be able to drink it myself, but my heartfelt words will reach heaven. Come on, you can fill the cups and make a toast for our good friend - Gao. No, no, dont spill it on the ground, the wine is offered to Gao in heaven, how can we pour it on the ground? You all drink up, and Gao in heaven will know."

  Before long, the whole box of beer was left with only three or four bottles. It was then that Rain said in surprise: "My god, you guys have drunk so much! This is not good, its really bad to get drunk like this...drinking should be for leisure, not to indulge in..." Before he could finish his words, Sun and Xiaohe simultaneously pushed him away, covering their mouths as they rushed towards the bathroom. As for what happened afterwards, I knew that Sun came to my house and kicked open the door, while Xiaohe almost ended up in the hospital.

  After listening to Sun Baozis words, I expressed that I was very puzzled and said: "Dasheng, you and Xiao Heshang are two clever people, one old and one young. Cant you be driven by Hugo to the point of vomiting blood? According to your temperaments, it would be a bargain if you didnt make Hugo vomit blood." When I got here, I paused for a moment, as if I had suddenly understood something: "No, to tell the truth, do you two have any handles in Hugos hands?"

  Sun Baozis expression was somewhat awkward, and after a pause, he said, "Its not that theres any handle to it, but during the two years you were in a coma, when handling an event, both Shao He and I owed this foreigner a favor. Its not me saying it, if the person we owed was like Ouyang Pianzu, then it wouldnt matter, and even if we didnt repay it, it would be fine. But Ruhua grasped the psychology of Shao He and me, and without mentioning what happened in the past, he just seriously urged us to drink, which is why we submitted."

  After listening, I was even more shocked. Sun Wukong continued to ask: "Dasheng, during those two years when I was asleep, what else happened besides the prisons dismemberment case? Something that could also involve Director Hugo and be related to foreign religions?"

  At this time, Sun Baozis eyes narrowed and he said after a pause: "Not long after the prison incident, the Prime Minister of a small European country visited China, and the Peoples Bureau received an unusual reception task..."