"No way!" Qin Qing shook her head and said. She didn't believe it at all. She didn't believe Liu Fenglan's accusations, nor did she believe that Leng Yan would harm them with fake wine. "Why not? I've only heard of one case where a person bought
I bought a bottle of wine containing additives and gave it to my father-in-law to drink. As a result, he turned into a vegetative state and his in-laws became enemies." Liu Fenglan was serious about it. When the lie came into her mouth, it was more serious than the truth.
A bit more realistic.
"I still don't believe it." Qin Qing shook her head and expressed her own opinion. "Cousin, you are kidding with your life, do you know?" Liu Fenglan said alarmingly. Seeing Qin Qing frown and put down the wine glass, she continued: "Instead of
Drinking this unknown rice wine is not as good as drinking Mr. Du's Maotai. This Maotai is the national wine and its quality is guaranteed." As she said that, she glanced at Leng Yan and secretly said, "Fight with me, you are still far behind. I am fighting with others."
At that time, you were still wearing crotchless pants!
"Aunt Qin, there is absolutely nothing wrong with my wine. I guarantee this." In order to avoid arousing Qin Qing's suspicion, Leng Yan explained. "How dare you guarantee that if something goes wrong, I'm afraid you can do it better than anyone else."
It's clean, and you guarantee it, why do you guarantee it?" Before Qin Qing could speak, Liu Fenglan had already started talking.
"Fenglan, please stop talking. I can trust this child Leng Yan. Since he promised that there will be no problem, then there must be no problem..." Before Qin Qing could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Liu Fenglan, "Cousin
, you said you... I think you were deceived by him, you just believe whatever he says, but you don’t know that those who sell dog-skin plasters, not only do they promise with their chests beforehand, but they even swear by their eighteenth generation ancestors that the plasters are not
Isn’t it effective?” Liu Fenglan shook her head.
"Stop talking. I believe in Leng Yan. I'm determined to drink this wine." Liu Fenglan's reluctance made the good-tempered Qin Qing a little impatient.
If he said anything more, he could only glare at Leng Yan angrily.[
After Ner Hong's incident, everyone suddenly lost the enthusiasm to talk, and the dinner table suddenly became dull. Qin Qing broke the deadlock with a smile and invited everyone to start eating.
"Leng Yan, Aunt Qin fried this celery specially for you. You can try it!" Qin Qing picked up a chopstick of celery and put it into Leng Yan's bowl. From the corner of her eye, she saw her daughter Luo Ning looking at her eagerly, as if she was a little agitated.
After eating the taste, he immediately scolded Leng Yan angrily: "Why, you want me to help you pick it up? You can pick it up yourself." "Eccentric!" Luo Ning whispered, and even gouged out Leng Yan fiercely.
At first glance, it seemed as if he was blaming him for robbing his mother.
"Thank you Aunt Qin!" Leng Yan thanked him. He has loved eating celery since he was a child, and this habit has persisted to this day. Even now that he is worth tens of billions and has tasted all the delicacies in the world, he still has a soft spot for celery.
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Leng Yan picked up the celery and put it into his mouth. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he actually tasted the warmth of home. This feeling was exactly the same as eating celery when he was a child, which made him recall it endlessly.
"Why don't you eat it? Is it not to your liking?" Qin Qing asked. "How come? It's delicious. I like it very much." Leng Yan smiled and started eating.
"This smell...is daughter's red!"
Just as a few people were eating, an old voice came from outside the door.