In the early morning of the next day, Ji Thief only felt a sore waist and back pain. He, who has not slept until now, glanced sideways, Xue has fallen asleep sweetly, and the corners of his mouth are still rippling with happiness.

Ji Zei shook his head and smiled: "Sister, you are sleeping soundly, pity me for my lack of strength to drive."

Rubbing his belly, Ji Thief got out of bed, his legs couldn't control at all.

It's like leaping twice around the playground in school.

Both legs are not their own.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Ji Zei took the quilt to cover the snow, but saw that there was a red under the quilt.

Recalling the madness last night, Ji Thief couldn't help but smile: "The driver has to replenish his physical strength."

He leaned on the bed to stand up, tried his best to stabilize himself, and then stepped out.

As soon as he left the house, Usma gathered in a circle, and smiled slyly: "Master Patriarch, wake up so early."

Ji thief: "···"

The thief ignored Usma and called Shangtushan, "Go, go to the restaurant department."

Tushan exclaimed, "What are you going to do in the restaurant department?"

"Get something to eat, I'm starving to death."

Several persons in charge followed behind and muttered: "I thought the patriarch would not be able to wake up until night today."

"Hey, you don't understand this, who is our patriarch, the spirit boy, it doesn't matter at all."

Ji thief stopped, looked back at the people in charge of the gossip, and said: "I said, you are okay? If it's okay, go back and work. No need to work?"

Everyone: "···"

After driving away the people with broken mouth, Ji Zei and Tushan all the way to the dining department.

When I came, the catering department was open, and Ji Zei screamed, and looked up at the sky. The gray was not yet fully illuminated, and it was not time for the people to go to work.

Seeing this, Ji Thief couldn't help asking Tushan: "Does the catering department get up so early every day?"

Tushan said: "It's also possible that I didn't rest yesterday. Do you think the patriarch, the tribe is so big, can't they clean up?"

"I should have asked Usma to help clean up."

Moving forward, Ji Thief entered the catering department. As Tushan said, everyone was busy.

It's just that the fat elders are not seen in the busy crowd, and they may go back to rest. After all, they are old, unlike young people who can survive.

Seeing Ji thief, the clansmen stopped to greet Ji thief: "My patriarch, you came so early."

The thief nodded: "It's okay, don't worry about me, I just find something to eat."

A tribe said: "Then I will call Master Fat Bear to you to prepare something to eat?"

"Is the fat bear there?"

"Well, Lord Chubby Bear didn't go back last night. This will be Lord Chubby Bear drinking with Lord Zhen."

"Hazel? Sister Chen is here too?"

"Yes, since you got married, Mr. Zhen has been here to help in the food and beverage department. He just took a short break, ate and drank some wine."

Ji thief snorted, and Tushan asked quietly, "Master Patriarch, are you going?"

Ji thief sniffed and said, "Forget it, no, I just get something to eat."

Tushan nodded, and just as he was about to give orders, the Fat Elder suddenly appeared with an empty wine can.

When he saw the thief Ji, the fat elder said, "Master Patriarch? When did you come."

The voice fell, and a loud noise came from the room where the fat elder came out.

Immediately afterwards, Zhen ran out with red eyes, still drunk on her face: "Warrior."

Seeing this, Ji Zei said in his heart that he couldn't run away now.

"Cough, huh, don't you feel a little hungry, just come out to find something to eat, it's okay, you are busy with you."

The fat elder said: "This is just right, Lord Patriarch, I just prepared something to eat, come over and eat together."

The fat elder deliberately wanted to give Ji Pirate and Zhenzhou time to get along. Ji Pirate didn't know this, but thought that the fat elder was pure enthusiasm.

"Then, no need, no need, really no need." Ji Thief waved his hand.

"Hey, sir patriarch, all right, come on. Seriously, the two of us can't eat that much, come on."

Pulling and pulling, Ji thief was forcibly dragged into the room.

On the table in the room, there are only three dishes and two empty bowls.

"Ahem, what? This dish is not enough." Ji Zei made an excuse to go away.

The fat elder said immediately: "It's okay, patriarch, you will sit down first, and you will be fine soon."

Speaking hard, the fat elder ran out, and by the way, he called Tushan away.

When the two came outside, the fat elder handed the wine jar to Tushan, asked him to take some fruit wine, and told him not to stay in the room after the wine was put down, and then he went to prepare food.

The camera turned around and was in the room, where Jiye and Zhen were sitting here, looking at each other speechlessly, both a little embarrassed.

Zhen looked at Ji Thief even more without blinking.

There seemed to be fluorescent flickers in the flushed eye sockets.

"Ahem, that sister Zhen, thank you so much yesterday. After I was busy this day, I also forgot to arrange the manpower for cleaning." Ji Thief said.

Zhen shook her head: "No thanks, this is what I should do."

"I was joking, sister Zhen, you are in the personnel department, and you shouldn't be in charge of the food and beverage department." Ji Thief smiled.

Hazel bit her lip, as if she had made a great determination: "As long as it is something related to you, the Warrior, I, I am willing to take care of it."

Ji Thief sighed.

Zhen blushed and said in a panic: "Yes, I'm sorry, I, I'm talking nonsense."

With that said, Hazel reached out for the wine bowl, but the wine bowl was empty.

Ji Zei stretched out his hand to hold on to Zhen's wrist, looked at the obviously drunk Zhen, frowned and asked, "Sister Zhen, how much did you drink?"

Zhen shook her head straight: "No, not much, just drank a little."

The thief couldn't help looking at Zhen, Zhen was also a little embarrassed, and said: "There is a crock."

Ji Zei brushed and stood up: "Isn't this too much? Aren't you fooling around, don't you know how uncomfortable this thing is after getting drunk? Didn't I tell you?"

Zhen Zhen looked at Ji Thief blankly. For a long time, she said, "You lie, you lie, Warriors."

Ji Zei rolled his eyes: "What did I lie to you?"

Hazel bit her lip: "You said that you can get drunk, and you don't think about anything when you are drunk. But why am I not drunk after drinking so much? You are not a lie?"

"I···"

"I want to get drunk, do you know the warrior? I want to get drunk now. I really want to tell you that. When I get drunk, I lie down and just sleep, I don't think about anything. But I am not drunk!

"The patriarch..."

After this time, Tushan had returned with the wine, knocked on the door, and shouted weakly.

Ji thief turned his head.

Tushan glanced at Hazel with rain in pear blossoms, then at Ji Zei, not daring to speak.

Ji Zei pursed his mouth and said, "Put down the wine, you can go."

"Yes."

Tushan ran in, put down the wine, and turned away.

Ji Zei brought a clean bowl and put it in front of him, opened the jar, poured himself a bowl of wine, and poured another bowl for Zhen, and said, "Sister Zhen, come, I will drink with you."

Zhen blinked and looked at Ji Thief, suddenly enraged, picked up his bowl and said: "Come on, no one is allowed to leave unless you are drunk!"

In fact, when Zhen said these words, she was already drunk, but the buckle in her heart allowed her to stand here and talk to Ji Thief.

Ji Thief knew that he couldn't reason with Zhen at this time, but just nodded: "Okay, don't stop getting drunk."

The two clinked glasses one by one, Ji Thief was fine, this little wine was not a big deal for his amount.

But Hazel has already drank a can, and the alcohol has already worked.

After drinking these bowls with Ji Thief again, Zhen felt that she was a little confused before her eyes.

She stood up swayingly, holding the bowl, as if to toast Ji Thief.

Only Zhen stood up, became unstable, and fell forward with a puff.

Boom, his head knocked to the corner of the table, the painful Zhenzhen shed tears.

She covered her head and kicked the table with her feet constantly: "Let you bully me, let you bully me."

Ji thief: "···"

"I'll chop this table for firewood later, come to sister Zhen, don't get angry first." Ji Zei said along Zhen.

Zhen turned her head and looked at Ji Thief with straight eyes.

Seeing this, Ji Thief snorted, I don't know why, and I felt a little drumming.

"What's wrong with sister Zhen? Did I say something wrong?" Ji Zei said with a guilty conscience.

Zhen pointed to the table: "If the table bullies me, you can chop it for firewood. What if someone bullied me?"