The Journey of an Ou

Jack's Old Man was half-paralyzed on the dilapidated sofa behind the counter, his short, stubby fingers like turnips, he pointed to the back room and began to grumble in a voice hoarse from smoke and alcohol: "You're only good for your strength. Get moving! Bring out ten cases of Si Lu sparkling water.",For a moment, Jack's father was touched by his own kindness. Wiping away a tear, he reached under the cupboard and pulled out half a bottle of whiskey. He took a big swig.,“This is the mainstream cultivation method of our school. It’s pretty good once you get used to it. By the way, last time I was here, I caught you with your handyman complaining about going back home. Have you hired any new people recently”。