There is no road longer than feet, no mountain higher than people.

No matter how long the road is, there are times when it reaches its end, and no matter how high the mountain is, there are times when it reaches its peak.

Standing down from Building B, Ding Peng and the three sisters all looked up and looked up.

It was already dark, and many residents had lights on it. Only one family on the fourth floor looked dark from the window.

Ding Peng said: "I guess our family lives on the fourth floor."

The three sisters of Ding Manrou: "..."

Please, do you still need to guess this? You have been here for longer than we have.

However, Ding Manrou had already told the two sisters about the situation after Ding Peng came out of the hospital, so the three of them were not surprised. On the contrary, they were a little funny about such nonsensical words.

"401." Ding Ding said angrily.

"Go home!"

Ding Peng hugged Ding Li and began to climb the stairs.

At the door of 401, the sound of the shock light lit up, and Ding Peng stood there holding the little guy and stopped moving.

The three Ding Manrou sisters followed and saw their sudden change of sex standing there and staring at the ground. None of the three of them spoke.

After a long time, Ding Peng pointed to a pile of wine bottles in the corner next to the door and asked, "What's going on?"

Ding Ding said quickly, "You've drunk it. You won't let the bottle throw away after drinking it. He said, "Look at how much wine you can drink in your life. Don't you keep it all?"

"sweat!"

Ding Peng's old face turned red, and he began to scold the drunkard Ding Peng again. This girl is simply perverted. Why do you say you want to leave so many bottles of wine? Isn't this occupying space? And it looks really incompatible with the surroundings.

"I threw it away, I threw it all tomorrow. It's not bad enough." Ding Peng said depressedly.

The three Ding Manrou looked at each other, and they all smiled with their lips, thinking to themselves that you know it’s bad to look at? There are even worse things.

"Who do you have the key? Open the door, I can't find the key, and I lost my phone." Ding Peng said embarrassedly.

Ding Manrou didn't say anything, took out a bunch of keys and a cell phone from her bag and said, "It's all here with me. You were lying on the street yesterday, and you threw things everywhere. Fortunately, Uncle Zhao picked them up, otherwise you would lose them."

Ding Peng coughed twice, thinking to himself that the drunkard Ding Peng, I'm following you, knowing how many unjust injustice I'll endure for you in the future?

Return the key to Ding Peng, Ding Manrou took out a bunch of keys and opened the door.

"It's dark." Ding Peng said.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and it was dark. Ding Peng was about to walk in, but Ding Ding reached out and stopped him. The little beauty said carefully: "Can we be advanced? I'll turn on the lights."

Ding Peng: "..."

He was a little strange. The door was opened, so who would be the first to enter? What's more, I am my dad. Is it that I will give you some sunshine today and you will start to shine? Look at it, you dare to compete with me.

Ding Dang also said at this time: "My third sister has nothing else to do. She is afraid that you will fall."

"Fallen? Can I fall down at my own home?"

Ding Peng held Ding Li with one hand and scratched his head with the other. He really didn't understand what Lao Si meant.

But soon he understood, and saw Ding walk forward carefully, then come to a wall and turn on the light with a snap.

"Damn!"

The lights were on. After Ding Peng saw the situation in the house, he couldn't help but swear in front of his three beautiful daughters.

It's impossible not to explode, because the house is simply the world of wine bottles, densely packed everywhere, including white wine bottles, beer bottles, and other wine bottles. They were placed directly into the house from the door. He didn't know how many there were in the house, but the door just scared him.

All three daughters looked at him.

Ding Peng hurriedly said righteously: "This is your fault. You should throw away so many bottles of wine at home. Even if I don't let you do it, you can still deal with it secretly."

Ding Ding pointed at Ding Manrou and said, "My eldest sister threw away a lot before, but later you discovered it and hit her."

"Ahem..."

Ding Peng didn't know what to say, no wonder his daughters didn't throw away the wine bottle, and they turned out to be afraid of being beaten.

"Get in."

Ding Peng sighed secretly, thinking that this thing is like the Bagua Formation, and it is really easy to fall if you don’t turn on the light.

After entering the house, Ding Peng realized that the door was a tiny bit compared to the wine bottles inside the house. The house was like a wine bottle purchased by the waste recycling station, with too many.

Ding Peng's teeth bit again, thinking to himself, why did Ding Peng, the alcoholic, drinker, drink so much wine, die until now? If he had died earlier, he wouldn't have to be so troubled, right?

"This is what our house is? Where is the table? Where is the stool? There is not even a sofa in the hall?" Ding Peng asked, pointing to the empty living room.

Their family also has an old-fashioned three-bedroom and one living room, which is slightly larger than that of Zhao Fang's family. But it is precisely because of this that they feel that the living room is empty and there is no furniture, which is not much different from the lack of residents.

"You have to sell everything and buy wine." Ding Ding looked at Ding Peng with a resentful look on his face and said.

Ding Peng's old face is really a little overwhelmed. How much alcohol addiction is to make a family mess like this? All things are sold to buy alcohol, how can you live?

"Isn't this a stool?"

Ding Peng walked into the living room with Ding Li in his arms and saw a few small round stools, which were quite beautiful. The whole outside was surrounded by flower paper, and the surface of the stool was covered with flower-like cardboard.

He sat up straight on his butt, but he felt that the stool was a little uneven. He quickly stood up and touched it with his hands. As a result, his eyes widened, he looked up at the three sisters and said, "Don't tell me that the stool is made of wine bottles."

Dingdang also pulled a "stool" over and sat down, saying, "You are right, tie a few wine bottles with ropes and put them on paper."

Ding Peng: "..."

This guy almost ran away in panic. This family really can't stay. What the hell is this family?

"Drunkard Ding Peng! I curse you for ten thousand years!!!"

"Let's just use it first, and then change it later."

As he said that, Ding Peng hugged Ding Li and opened a door, then smiled bitterly and shook his head and didn't go in. The room was not much better than the hall. There were also wine bottles all over the floor, and even a few were scattered on a large bed that was not very dirty. There was a smell of alcohol in the room that had not yet emitted clean alcohol. There was no need to think about it. This must be the room of the alcoholic Ding Peng.

When he closed the door, he opened another room and was stunned. Although the room was empty, it was clean and cleaned up. There was an old wardrobe against the wall, a small table, two beds with bunk beds, neatly folded quilts, and the sheets were smeared very flat, and there was a faint fragrance.

He looked at the two beds on the upper and lower bunk beds and knew that this should be the room of the four Ding Manrou sisters, but this is a three-bedroom and one living room, and there should be another room, so why should you live so crowded?

"You can live separately, we have another room." Ding Peng said with a serious expression.

As a result, the three Ding Manrou sisters didn't say anything, and they all looked at him with awesome eyes.

Ding Peng felt a little crazy because he had guessed the reason vaguely.

He went over and opened the door of another room. Sure enough, the pile of wine bottles was full of them, and the guy collapsed directly.

"This is not a home, this is a wine bottle production base!"

Thank you to the two friends, "It's better to have you around you" and "I'll be awesome" for their rewards and encouragement, and thank you all the brothers and sisters for their recommendation votes and support. Thank you!
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