novelones Chapter 146: Chaos After Drinking
Chapter 146: Chaos After Drinking
As the saying goes, alcohol is a good thing; people speak the truth when they're drunk, and alcohol emboldens the timid.
Under Zhang Lei's constant urging to drink, everyone at the table became quite tipsy, their speech slurred, and their faces as red as Guan Yu's. Xu Damao and He Yuzhu, in particular, were practically about to stand up and fight, glaring at each other, neither willing to back down.
Just then, Xu Damao suddenly slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Sha Zhu, and cursed, "Sha Zhu, you bastard! You kicked me in the groin when I was little, and now I can't have children! I... I wish I could kill you!"
After saying that, Xu Damao picked up his bowl, downed another cup in one gulp, and continued, panting heavily, "But don't worry, I've already found people. In a couple of days, I'll definitely teach you a lesson you won't forget!"
Zhang Lei, sitting to the side, felt a jolt in his heart. He couldn't help but pinch his thigh, cursing under his breath, "Damn it, is this something I should be listening to?"
He subconsciously looked up and around, only to find that the people around him were either still toasting each other or already slumped over the table in a daze, completely unresponsive to Xu Damao's words.
Zhang Lei thought for a moment and realized that the table was too noisy, and everyone was drunk and not paying attention. Except for him, who was closest to the table, no one could hear what Xu Damao said.
Realizing this, Zhang Lei's mind immediately clicked: this was a great opportunity.
Seeing that Xu Damao was almost completely drunk, Zhang Lei had an idea. He deliberately took advantage of his drunkenness to move closer to him and whispered, "Xu Damao, you're such a coward! Sha Zhu treated you like that, and you're still acting like nothing happened, drinking nicely with him? If it were me, I would have cracked his skull open long ago. How could I let him stand here swaggering around?"
Xu Damao, his eyes half-closed in his drunken stupor, glared at Zhang Lei and mumbled, "What... I'm a coward? I'm not afraid of anything! You just wait and see!"
After hearing this, Zhang Lei chuckled and immediately stepped aside, leaving the stage to Xu Damao.
Then, Zhang Lei went to Liu Guangtian's side. At this time, Liu Guangtian was drinking one glass of wine after another in silence, muttering to himself that Liu Haizhong was biased, only favoring the eldest brother Liu Guangqi and not treating him like a human being.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Lei thought to himself, "My chance has come!" He quickly stepped forward and urged, "Guangtian, you're a fucking coward! Are you really that afraid of your dad and brother? If I were you, I would have stood up for myself and fought them, letting them know what you're made of! Are you even a man?"
These words struck a nerve with Liu Guangtian, instantly igniting his long-suppressed resentment. He slammed his hand on the table, stood up groggily, and, with red eyes, went to settle scores with Liu Guangqi and Liu Haizhong.
Soon, the entire dinner table descended into complete chaos.
Zhang Lei was like a master at stirring up trouble, constantly moving from one person's side to another, offering sarcastic remarks. The table was already crowded and noisy, and everyone was already somewhat annoyed with each other. His provocations instantly ignited the conflict, with pushing and shoving sounds filling the air.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Zhang Lei clutched his stomach and shouted, "Ouch, I've had too much to drink, I need to go to the toilet!" With that, he slammed the door of Sha Zhu's house shut, shutting out all the noise and chaos inside.
As soon as Zhang Lei stepped into the yard, he ran into an older woman who had just returned from the backyard. The woman noticed that Zhang Lei looked somewhat drunk and his steps were unsteady.
Zhang Lei greeted her with a smile: "Hey ma'am, you just got back? You must have had quite a bit to drink!"
An older woman squinted at Zhang Lei and asked, "Zhang Lei, how much have you drunk? You're talking nonsense."
Zhang Lei waved his hand and said in a feignedly magnanimous manner, "Not much, not much, I haven't had enough to drink yet, this is just the beginning."
An older woman pointed to the tightly closed door of Sha Zhu's house and asked with some concern, "Where are your uncle and the others? Why are they making so much noise?"
Zhang Lei pointed into the room with a mischievous grin on his face: "They're doing great, still drinking, having a great time."
The older woman shook her head helplessly. After all, she was just a woman and couldn't interfere with what the men did at the dinner table, especially since the door was closed. She thought for a moment and then said, "Zhang Lei, be careful, don't fall."
"Don't worry, ma'am, I'm just going to the toilet to pee." Zhang Lei waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the toilet, but inwardly he was overjoyed: this is going to be a good show.
Zhang Lei had just stepped out of the courtyard and hadn't gone more than a few steps when he heard a series of loud crashes from Sha Zhu's house behind him, followed by the sounds of tables and chairs overturning and bottles shattering—it was complete chaos.
It turned out that Xu Damao had somehow pulled out a brick and, fueled by alcohol, smashed it down on Sha Zhu's head. With a muffled thud, Sha Zhu's head was split open, blood streaming down his forehead, and he was completely stunned.
On the other side, Liu Guangtian also found Liu Guangqi and, without saying a word, pounced on him and started hitting him. While hitting him, he cursed, "Let you be so cocky! Let you get married first! The whole family favors you! I've put up with you for too long!" The two brothers wrestled together, neither willing to let go.
Yan Jiecheng, perhaps because he was about to burst, suddenly stood on a stool and, in front of everyone at the table, started urinating over all the food and drinks. After he finished, he deliberately shook himself and muttered something, ruining the entire table of food.
Liu Haizhong, who was even more drunk, pointed at Yi Zhonghai's nose and yelled, "Yi Zhonghai! You don't deserve to be the boss! I'm the boss! I'm the one who calls the shots in this courtyard!"
The room was in complete chaos, filled with cries, shouts, and the clattering of tables and chairs—it was like a battlefield.
The commotion was so loud that an older woman who hadn't gone far heard it first. She quickly turned back, pushed open the door to Sha Zhu's house, and was terrified by the mess inside. She rushed in while shouting, "Help! Someone help! They're fighting!"
There were already quite a few people in the courtyard, and when they heard the old woman shout, they all rushed over, eager to see what was going on inside. They peered through the door frame and were all startled, their eyes wide with surprise.
Just then, Zhang Lei returned from "relieving himself" outside. Seeing so many people gathered at the door, he deliberately pretended to be drunk, staggering over and hiccuping as he said, "Hey? What are you all doing here? Aren't you going in to eat? Come on, come in and have a couple of drinks, there's plenty of alcohol!"
Seeing Zhang Lei's demeanor and recalling the miserable state of the room, everyone was furious. One elderly woman couldn't help but yell, "Still drinking! Drink yourselves to death, you bunch of bastards!"
The three older women squeezed through the door and saw their men making a scene inside. They quickly shouted, "Quick! Help separate them! Stop fighting!"
Upon hearing this, everyone rushed forward to break up the fight. First, they pulled Sha Zhu, who was straddling Xu Damao and in the middle of a fierce beating, off. Zhang Lei watched from the side and shook his head: "That Xu Damao is really useless. He got the upper hand and cracked the other guy's head open, but Sha Zhu still managed to turn the tables and beat him up."
Then they separated Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangqi, who were still drunk and swearing at each other, neither willing to give in. Liu Haizhong and Yi Zhonghai were still arguing, their faces red and necks thick, and it was impossible to hear what they were arguing about.
The funniest one was Yan Fugui. He must have been drunk out of his mind, because he was using his crotch as a bag, pouring food and alcohol into it while muttering, "Don't waste it, don't waste it." Everyone was speechless.