"No, old man, you misunderstood. I'm not a hero."

Looking at the "big wine glass" in the old man's hand, Feng Yuntian felt very relieved. Before the old man finished his words, he waved his hand to express his rejection and tried to get rid of it from the source.

Feng Yuntian doesn’t like drinking, and his alcohol tolerance is purely supported by his own ability to relieve alcohol.

If you dry the four or five kilograms of wine in one sip, you will definitely have to sleep for several days.

"No, no, although I am old, I am not as bright as ever. You are the hero we Zen masters have been waiting for for a long time, and you will not be wrong."

The old man was not satisfied with Long Wenhua and obviously did not want to let Feng Yuntian go.

He continued: "The hero next to him has paid homage to the heroes and creatures, showing the hero's heroic spirit. This second cup of wine represents the wishes of our common people. Please drink it all in one go."

The old man was worried about Feng Yuntian’s routine of learning Long’s articles, so he was very clever to give him a vaccination in advance.

"This old man is so persistent."

Feng Yuntian originally thought that it was really not possible, so he also learned the tricks of Long Wen's fooling around. Now that the old man said this, it is obviously not possible.

What should I do?

Feng Yuntian was speechless and could only respond on the spot, and he started to think quickly.

The old man's move was not malicious, but his passionate way was a bit too weird, and it was hard for the Sichuan Army to come forward to stop it.

I can only hold a little curiosity and hope that Feng Yuntian can resolve it rationally.

"I'll stop drunk and I'm very passionate. My hero's children almost care about this little wine. Come on, hero, hurry up and fuck this bar."

When the old man saw that Feng Yuntian had not received the drink for a long time, he was anxious and held the wine with his hands to urge him.

"This..., thank you for your kindness."

It seems pretentious to continue dragging it. Although Feng Yuntian has not thought of a good solution, he has to reach out to catch it first.

"Isn't it just a little wine? It's over. We Northeastern people drink it like this, without taking three or five pounds off the kang."

Milong didn't bother to watch the fun. He thought that he had never seen Feng Yuntian make a fool of himself, so he could take this opportunity, so he started schadenfreshingly.

"Don't take off the kang with three or five kilograms? Did you Northeastern people have been drinking barrels in their previous lives?" Meng Fu was so angry that he didn't bring dirty words, and he was very skilled in criticizing people.

"You can drink so much, you can drink it up, why are you bragging here?" Busai also retorted.

"Um?"

Feng Yuntian, who had no idea, suddenly had an inspiration in his mind when he heard Bula's words, and he immediately had a way to deal with the situation in front of him.

"Old man, I have accepted your feelings, but the affection of the villagers is too strong. I am just an ordinary soldier. I cannot bear this gift alone. I will lose my life without merit. You don't want me to die too early."

Feng Yuntian said to death, then held the wine bowl and shouted: "Since ancient times, the military and civilians are one family, and only the people have military forces. Our soldiers can win battles, and you ordinary people also make an indelible contribution.

I think this is not the case. This glass of wine that represents the support of your Zen masters will be drunk together by our Sichuan Army soldiers.

Let every warrior of the Sichuan Army feel the feelings of your Zen masters and the friendship between the military and civilians, what do you think?"

Long Wenhua is about national justice, and he toasted the wine from a high place.

Feng Yuntian is exactly the opposite of this.

He chose to go down the humbleness and courtesy, and distributed the wine to all the Sichuan Army soldiers, which not only solved the problems but also won the hearts of the Sichuan Army.

From the old man's perspective, if he continues to let Feng Yuntian drink alone, it is equivalent to forcing Feng Yuntian to receive his fortune without any merit and lose his life.

If you don’t agree to share food for everyone in the Sichuan Army, it means you are pretending to look down on ordinary soldiers.

There is no way to go!

"What a military and civilian family, the hero's vision is indeed extraordinary. You are right, but I didn't think it thoroughly."

The old man suddenly realized that he waved his hand and blamed himself, and said to the person holding the wine jar: "Go to my wine cellar quickly and bring all the good wine I have collected. Today, the heroes and heroes of the Sichuan Army will have fun."

"Then I am here to represent the soldiers of the Sichuan Army. Thank you for your generosity. Then, my subordinates will do this glass of wine first, and do it!"

Feng Yuntian picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then handed it to Meng Fan beside him.

"Brother Tian, ​​this job is so good, it's much more reliable than the fake team leader."

Meng Annoyed and winked happily, took a sip of the bowl and handed it to Along, and then Ayi, Milong, not spicy, snake butt...

The entire original reorganized company had more than 20 people, and each one drank it in one gulp, and this big bowl soon came to an end.

Although everyone only took a sip of wine and knew that Feng Yuntian was solving the problem, he felt very warm after drinking this sip of wine.

I couldn't help but recall the bold words that Feng Yuntian promised them at the shelter station-

Eat meat and drink wine.

It has been done now.

"It not only wins people's hearts, but also solves problems. This method is a useful talent."

After Yu Xiaoqing read Feng Yuntian's operations, he had no other ideas. The idea of ​​taking Feng Yuntian under his command was stronger than before.

The toast came to an end. Under the greeting of the old man, the Sichuan Army entered the venue and started the banquet.

Feng Yuntian, Long Wen and Ayi did not sit down. As a senior officer above the Sichuan Army Battalion, Zhang Lixian called him over to sit in the same place with Yu Xiaoqing.

The remaining three tables on the stage were then filled with Zenda's country gentleman Hao.

When it was past 5 pm, Tang Ji, who was fat and bloated, finally arrived, and the servant in the old man's house also brought more than twenty jars of wine.

The celebration banquet officially began under the auspices of the old man.

During the meal, Tang Ji, who was obviously blushing, greeted Feng Yuntian, Ayi and Long Weng with a smile on his face, and was considered to be familiar with each other.

Then he specially introduced the middle-aged man in military uniform but without a rank.

Only then did Feng Yuntian realize that this middle-aged man who seemed to be unable to get along with Yu Xiaoqing was called Director Chen, who came from a senior executive of the Shangfeng Military Affairs Department.

This time I made a special trip to the border city of Chanda, mainly to supervise the river defense work of the Nujiang defense line.

Secondly, as a representative of the Ministry of Military Affairs, he awarded corresponding medals of honor to several people who performed outstandingly in the Novez Airport victory.

Tang Ji also specifically instructed the three of them to come to the division headquarters to award medals tomorrow morning.

The entire celebration banquet was not luxurious, and it was even more abundant than the British military rations. The advantage was wine, meat, vegetables and white rice porridge.

After eating British dry food for nearly a month, the Sichuan Army finally got the hot dishes in China, and they all had a great time.

Feng Yuntian was not used to the pretentious behavior between Tang Ji and Director Chen. He took a leave and left the table and went to smoke next to the gate after eating.

When Feng Yuntian came to the gate, he happened to see Meng Fan holding something in his arms, walking towards the south of the city with a cripple leg.

Meng Fuli seemed to be afraid of being discovered, so he would look back after walking a few steps.

"This guy didn't have a banquet inside, but he ran out secretly and evasively like a thief. What are you going to do?"
Chapter completed!