
Jubilant
by Yang Xiaofan
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The outer loin of the lamb turned purple after being braised, and a layer of oil oozed out from the inside, making it very slippery. Ma Anhui used chopsticks to pick it up once, and then again, and finally caught it the third time. He was afraid that the outer waist of the sheep would slip off again, so he stretched his neck forward and jerked his chopsticks upward before sucking it into his mouth. Ma Zhenzhen chewed fiercely a few times, lifted the beer bottle with his left hand, and said inarticulately, "Brother Dazui, let's hit another one!" At this time, Zhao Dazui's right arm holding the beer suddenly stopped in the air. Ma Zhenzheng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, Brother Jincai!" Zhao Dazui's right arm holding the beer still stayed in the air, motionless.
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