Xiao Luo was very dissatisfied. He asked, "Wax Gourd, did you invite me to the banquet or to volunteer?"
Xiao Qiudong was stunned and then said disappointedly, "Xiao Luo, we grew up together and even wore the same underwear. No one can compare to our relationship. But what you said made me feel bitterly disappointed. Are you blaming me for ordering you around like a waiter?"
"Aren't you ordering me around like a waiter?"
Xiao Luo sneered. Serving dishes and tea, pouring water and holding bowls, and being on call to the guests at the banquet was the work of a waiter in a restaurant.
It wasn't that he was narrow-minded and unwilling to help, but the two of them were well aware of their relationship. They weren't as close as other people said. If it were Zhang Dashan, he wouldn't have any complaints even if he was asked to help clean the restaurant, let alone be a waiter. But Zhang Dashan would never treat him like this. He would only treat him better than others.
"Xiao Luo, I won't say anything else. I just want to ask, are you my brother?" Xiao Qiudong asked seriously.
At this moment, Xiao Luo really wanted to learn from Zhang Dashan and swear, because he felt very aggrieved. It was even more unbearable than being slapped in the face.
Xiao Luo didn't say anything. Xiao Qiudong's eyes flashed with a hint of joy.
He patted Xiao Luo's shoulder, softened his tone, and said earnestly, "I'm too embarrassed to call other people. Why? Because they are all outsiders, and I'm afraid of owing them favors. Xiao Luo, I'll never be polite to you because you and I are brothers. Of course, you don't have to be polite to me. If you have any difficulties, just tell me. I'll do my best to help you!"
Brothers?
Xiao Luo couldn't help but want to laugh. A real brother would never say these two words often. If he was just a young man who was not deeply involved in the world, he would definitely be fooled by Xiao Qiu's words. Unfortunately, he was not. After working hard in society for three years, he had seen all kinds of people. Xiao Qiu was just the kind of fair-weather friend who kept saying that he was a brother, but never treated him as a brother. He was eloquent and playful.
He shook his head helplessly and sneered, "Wax Gourd, do you think I'm a fool?"
Heaven and Earth could testify to who made who disappointed.
Xiao Qiudong's face was full of exaggerated surprise. He frowned and scolded, "Fool? Xiao Luo, why would you think that? I … "
"Qiudong, where's your son? Bring him out for everyone to see."
"Yes, Qiudong, let's see if the baby born by a Taiwanese girl is more beautiful."
"It's said that the farther apart a man and a woman are, the smarter their offspring will be. Your wife is from Taiwanese. That's far enough. Your son will definitely be a genius when he grows up."
A group of drunken men came over and talked to Xiao Qiu at the same time.
Xiao Qiudong left Xiao Luo behind and hurriedly turned to greet them with a smile.
"Uncle Di Chang, wait here for a moment. I'll bring my son out."
He turned his head and shouted to Xiao Luo seriously, "Xiao Luo, please take care of the fish balls on those tables!"
After that, he was ready to leave, not giving Xiao Luo a chance to refuse.
But Xiao Luo didn't buy it. He took off his apron and sneered, "Xiao Qiudong, I'm sorry. I have something urgent to do. I don't have time to help you. You can ask someone else to help you with the rest of the dishes."
Xiao Qiudong stopped and looked at Xiao Luo with a complicated expression. He didn't expect Xiao Luo to disobey him. After all, he always thought that he had Xiao Luo under control.
"Xiao Luo, you've been serving dishes and water. You haven't eaten yet. Eat something before you go." A man in his forties or fifties said.
Xiao Luo smiled and said, "No, Uncle Di Chang, I have something urgent to do. I have to go right away."
He had been sincere to Xiao Qiudong, hoping to re-establish the feelings they had when they were young. But Xiao Qiudong left him alone on the road in the rain at night. He invited him to drink and eat meat to celebrate his son's birth, but he let him work as a waiter. He didn't even have a sip of tea, let alone food.
At this moment, he realized that he was wrong. He was wrong to treat Xiao Qiudong with sincerity, but Xiao Qiudong didn't take him seriously and dealt with him with what he had learned in society.
"Xiao Luo, you … alas …"
Xiao Qiudong wanted to say something but stopped. Finally, he shook his head and sighed. "Well, it's my fault. I shouldn't have asked you for help. I was too selfish and didn't consider your feelings. I can understand that you have complaints in your heart. Can you at least eat something before you go?"
Eat something before you go?
Xiao Luo sneered and glanced at the banquet on the huge Sunning Valley Plateau. Every table was in a mess. Almost everyone was eating. Many people were already picking their teeth with toothpicks. What was the point of him sitting down at this time? Was he the messenger of the cleansing altar or a stray dog picking up scraps?
Xiao Dichang was the village secretary of Luo Village. He was quick-witted and quick-witted. When he heard Xiao Qiudong's words, he immediately understood the cause and effect. It turned out that Xiao Luo was dissatisfied with Xiao Qiudong asking him to serve dishes and water, so he said that he had something to do and had to leave.
He advised her earnestly, "Xiaoluo, you and Qiu Dong are so close. Don't fall out with each other over such a trivial matter."
"Uncle Di Chang, I didn't fall out with him. I have a good relationship with him." Xiao Luo was also hypocritical for once.
"Since you have a good relationship, you can leave after eating." Xiao Dichang advised.
Xiao Qiudong was very good at seizing the opportunity. He brought two glasses of white wine and walked over with a smile. He said to Xiao Luo, "Brother, I was wrong today. I didn't consider your feelings. Come on, have a drink, and forget all the unhappiness!"
In Xiao Luo's eyes, that smile was fake. He acted so sensible and magnanimous in front of the elders, which just showed how unbearable he was. Xiao Qiu had deeply learned the social skills of suffocating people to death without paying for it. It could make you angry and unhappy, but it could also make you so sullen that you couldn't burst out. On the surface, it was one thing, but in fact, it was another.
Xiao Luo simply played a negative role according to Xiao Qiudong's script.
He sneered, "Well, I'll do as you say, but you can't drink it like this."
With that, he took horseradish and mustard, two fresh things brought back by Xiao Qiudong from the table next to him. He squeezed half a tube into Xiao Qiudong's wine glass, and then stirred it evenly with chopsticks.
He said with a smile, "It has to be drunk like this. Wax Gourd, you should have no objection, right?"
Xiao Qiudong's face changed. He stared with wide eyes and said angrily, "Xiao Luo, do you think this is something people drink?"
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