Wang Lin was swaying, pointing to the sky and saying: "The spring of the non-woven fabric industry has also come! I, Wang Lin, brought it!"

Zhou Jun was afraid that he would fall, so he hugged him quickly and said with a smile: "Wang Lin, you are drunk."

Wang Lin laughed loudly and became even more drunk: "I'm not drunk! If you don't believe it, let me sing a song for you? - Shaking the silver spear, coming out of the heroic pass, leaping on the war horse, stepping on the smoke of the wolf. The flag points to the thief, and the pipe calls that

Good news comes three times a day."

Zhou Jun couldn't stop having fun after hearing this!

He helped Wang Lin go upstairs and knocked on Wang Lin's door.

No one answered.

"Is there no one at home? Where did Li Wenxiu go?" Zhou Jun asked.

Wang Lin wanted to take out the key from his pocket, but his hands couldn't control it. He tried several times and couldn't get it into his pocket.

Zhou Jun helped take out the key and opened the door.

Wang Lin staggered to the sofa, sat down, and wiped his face with his hand.

Zhou Jun saw that there was no one in his house, so he returned to his home. Seeing Zhou Zhou playing the piano, he said, "Wang Lin is drunk, can you go and take care of him?"

Zhou Zhou said: "He is drunk, why should I take care of him? Don't he have three women in his family?"

"No one is at home." Zhou Jun laughed, "Wang Lin is sitting on the sofa alone singing Peking Opera!"

Wang Lin came out of the room and said, "Oh, why don't you help him to the bed? What if he falls? I'll go see him."

Zhou Zhou looked at his sister-in-law's big belly and said, "I'll go over there! If you trip over your big belly, it will be even worse!"

Zhou Jun said: "Yes, let Porridge go!"

Zhou Zhou left the piano bench and came to Wang Lin's house.

Sure enough, I saw Wang Lin singing a big show!

"Which general of the Yang family will not be injured? Which one will not kill my father and son? It is a pity that all three generations of my men have been killed and wounded, leaving Zongbao alone. Now that Zongbao has lost his life in three passes, we are left alone, old and young, deserted and alone.

Even through all the vicissitudes of life, I have never lost heart.”

Zhou Zhou couldn't help but smile when he heard him singing happily. He came over, sat next to him, and said with a smile: "You are so capable! How much wine did you drink? This opera is quite good!"

"Not much, not much, just over a pound!" Wang Lin burped, pointed at her and said, "You, aren't you Zhou Zhou?"

Zhou Zhou said: "Do you still recognize me? It seems that you are not drunk yet! Shall I help you go to bed and have a sleep? You will be fine after a sleep."

"Okay, sleep well!" Wang Lin was top-heavy and stood up, but he staggered and couldn't even move forward.

Zhou Zhou put his hands on his shoulders, hugged his waist, and helped him to the bedroom.

Wang Lin's heavy body fell onto the bed.

Zhou Zhou helped him take off his shoes, and was afraid that he would get cold, so he took off his coat as well.

Wang Lin grabbed her hand and murmured: "Porridge, don't leave-"

Zhou Zhou was both angry and funny: "I won't leave, so go to sleep!"

At this time, the door opened from outside, and Li Wenxiu and Sun Xiaodie walked in, laughing.
Chapter completed!