"This wine is really good. I don't know whether it is suffocating the donkey or burning the knife?" In the dining room, Old Huo Tou was lying in front of the wine cup, smelling the aroma of the wine.

His nostrils were twitching and his eyes kept flickering, giving the impression that his saliva was about to flow into the wine cup.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems that my brother's family is really good! Don't you know, kids? All the rich families like my brother's family drink from wine cups. Only we poor people drink from big bowls.

!" When Lao Huotou's lips and nose left the white porcelain wine cup, everyone thought he was about to drink, but they started talking again.

"Brother, you don't know that I was a gang leader in the army. I became a junior officer because I was older. Hey, wine, it's really good. How can there be a cooking squad leader who doesn't like drinking?

?" Old Huotou was so eloquent that he continued to talk.

But at this time, the old man sitting next to Lao Huotou, who had the same wrinkles on his face but with unstuck eyes, was already cursing in his heart, you said so much nonsense, you drank so fast

Ah! Did this Lao Deng realize that his group was a little strange?

In Northeastern dialect, Lao Deng means old guy. If you want to curse someone, you will add another word in front of "Deng".

At this time, the old man hated Lao Huotou so much that he even forgot that he was actually an old man too!

"See, brothers are all hungry too. Why don't we wait for your brother while we eat?" The old man saw all the soldiers of the Northeast Army salivating at his table of food, but no one moved their chopsticks to drink.

, I was also anxious in my heart.

It stands to reason that from the time the banquet was prepared until Qian Chuan'er and Er Jiazi went out to find Shang Zhen, it took some effort.

I just saw that everyone in the Northeast Army was hungry but no one moved their chopsticks. As the host, the old man really couldn't figure out why!

"I don't know which one of you is the commander-in-chief. Why bother letting everyone go hungry? If you just say something, wouldn't everyone eat?" The old man was worried in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be extremely enthusiastic. He began

Circular induction.

But the old man didn't expect that when he mentioned the word "sir", the expressions of everyone in the Northeast Army would become strange again.

If you are hungry, you must be hungry, but since you are not so hungry that you are shameless, you cannot eat this meal and you must not drink wine.

Who is the chief?

If Old Huo Tou can be called the leader of his group, that group of people all look up to him.

Of course, Mr. Wang is the commander of his group, but the problem is that neither of them has the authority to order meals!

But who can blame this? Who told them to hand over the power of the highest official to Shang Zhen?

When Qian Chuan'er dragged Er Jiuzi out earlier, he said a few words, which undoubtedly meant that you deceived Shang Zhen, the leader, and now you don't wait for others to eat. There is no way you can do things like this!

What is it called when you point your finger to the bottom of your head? That's called face!

A person wants face and a tree wants skin. Old Huo Tou and Shang Zhen have a good personal relationship, and Shang Zhen has always been Wang's subordinate. Why do you think these two officers have the nerve to eat it first with a big mouth and a fork?

"How about you, brothers, have a drink first?" Although the old man was anxious, the smile on his face became more and more kind.

Following his words, he saw Lao Huotou actually picking up the wine cup.

But just when he thought that Old Huo Tou was going to take the lead in drinking, although Old Huo Tou smelled the aroma of wine, he refused to drink and was just playing with the wine cup. You continued to mutter: "Tsk, brother, your wine cup is quite big."

Ah, I'm afraid it can only hold five coins, right?

Drinking from a wine cup is the most important consideration of one's drinking capacity. If you drink from a bowl, you will know how many bowls you have drank, but with this wine cup, you will drink more as you drink!"

When the old man heard what Old Huo Tou said, he hurriedly said: "To toast the heroes with strong wine, how can we make all brothers drink with pride if we use those small wine cups worth two or three cents?"

Because Old Huo Tou talks a lot, the old man has been observing Old Huo Tou like a chatterbox, so he did not notice that when Old Huo Tou said these words, Old Mao Wang's expression suddenly changed.

If you think about it.

At this time, Lao Huotou gently tilted the wine glass towards the window.

The way of hospitality is "full glass of wine, half cup of tea."

The wine should be filled to the full to show hospitality and respect, and the tea should be filled half-full to avoid scalding the guests with the hot tea.

Just because the wine cup was full, Old Huo tipped the wine cup gently, and the wine in the wine cup overflowed a little and flowed directly onto the table.

Seeing this situation, the old man next to him was shocked.

"It's all made from grain. It's a sin, it's a sin!" I don't know why today, but this old Huotou was particularly talkative. After he finished speaking, he actually leaned on the table and stuck out his tongue to lick the wine stains on the table. He was the only one

He looks like a drunkard!

After taking two sips of wine, Lao Huotou sighed again, "I'm blind for nothing." Then he raised his head and stared at the old man who was about the same age as himself.

By this time, the old man also felt that something was wrong with Old Huo Tou.

The two of them are similar in age. If one is an old fox, the other is an old sly one!

The old man who was reluctant to give up the child could not trap the wolf after all, the old man who was the host sighed in his heart, but his face bloomed like flowers, but the so-called flowers were all the wrinkles on his face.

"Look, look, my wine is really made from pure grains. It's just sitting there. If you don't drink it, then I, the host, will drink it first as a courtesy!" The old man stretched out his hand to pick it up and put it down.

The wine cup in front of him literally poured into his mouth.

It was a five-cent wine cup, and there was quite a lot of wine in it. However, the old man saw that the old man really seemed to be drinking something, like nectar and jade liquid. He moved slowly and resolutely, and he actually drank "嗗"

One sound!

Just by the way he drinks, he looks like a drunkard!

"The wines in the customs are soft, honest and have a long lasting flavor. All the wines are good wines, but we people outside the customs don't recognize that. Let's just recognize one. The spicy ones are good wines! This wine is powerful!" The old man put down the wine cup.

Then he praised.

And in the midst of his admiration, someone finally couldn't help it. Who? Hou Kanshan!

A person who is unwilling to sacrifice his life in a war is usually a lazy and greedy person, and Hou Kanshan is exactly like this.

Seeing that this had been going on for a long time without Shang Zhen entering the house, Hou Kanshan finally couldn't bear it anymore, not to mention that he didn't recognize Shang Zhen as the leader in his heart!

So Hou Kanshan secretly took a look at Mr. Wang, and when he saw that Mr. Wang was not paying attention to him, he also picked up the wine cup in front of him, raised his neck and drank all the wine in the cup!

"Wow, this is really good wine. It's like a trip to the front line!" Hou Kanshan praised after drinking the cup of wine.

The so-called "a line of fire" means that the alcohol is very strong, and after entering the mouth, you will feel stimulated by alcohol from the mouth to the esophagus and then to the stomach. A line of fire also means a burning sensation.

"Quickly, these are the people from our Northeast region!" The old man lost no time in admiring.

Of course he hoped that everyone at the table would drink quickly, but he was disappointed. Most of the Northeast officers and soldiers were looking at Old Huo Tou.

But the old Huotou seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Although he played with the wine glass, he never drank the wine.

By this time, the old man sitting on the east side was already feeling increasingly bad.

Feeling bad, he turned back. What was he doing? It was because he was looking at the three men he had brought into the house.

But he also turned around, and before he had time to wink at his three men, the door was opened with a "squeak".

Shang Zhen finally came back.

Everyone saw that Shang Zhen had his flower machine slung across his shoulder, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing forward, but his appearance was like that of a fool, and no one else took him seriously.

Son.

But when Shang Zhen reached back and closed the door again, something changed. He suddenly picked up the flower trap and pointed it at the old man!

"This is a beard den, no one wants to drink!" Shang Zhen shouted in a low voice.

When Shang Zhen said this, everyone was shocked, and then jumped up instinctively. As for the three men behind the old man, they all touched the waist.

But they were still too late after all. When Mr. Wang stood up and turned around, a plate of pork stewed vermicelli was pressed on the face of one of them. At this time, the flower mechanism in Qiu Bo's hand was also pointed at the remaining one.

Two people!

"If you don't want to die, take your hands away from your waist!" Qiu Bo shouted.

Except for Qiu Bo, the few soldiers he brought with him all used rifles.

It is impossible to carry a rifle with you when you are drinking. The rifle was leaning against the wall. The soldiers ran to the wall and reached for the rifle.

But at this moment, people in the room heard a "plop" sound. Everyone looked over and saw Hou Kanshan falling down from the stool he was sitting on.

"The wine is poisonous!" Chen Hanwen exclaimed.
Chapter completed!