"No!" Qin Qing shook his head and said, not believing it at all, that is, he did not believe Liu Fenglan's accusations, nor did he believe that Leng Yan would harm them with fake wine. "Why can't I? I have heard of an example, saying that one person bought it.
A bottle of wine containing additives was given to her father-in-law, but she directly drank her father-in-law into a vegetable, and her in-laws became enemies." Liu Fenglan was serious and the lie came to her mouth, and she said it was very serious, more realistic than the truth.
It's a bit more realistic.
"I still don't believe it." Qin Qing shook his head, just in his opinion. "Cousin, you are joking about your life, do you know?" Liu Fenglan exclaimed in a stern voice. Seeing Qin Qing frown and put down his wine glass, she continued: "With it,"
Drinking this unknown rice wine is better than drinking Mr. Du’s Moutai. This Moutai is a national wine, and its quality is guaranteed." As she said that, she glanced at Leng Yan and said to me, you are still far from being a fight with me.
At that time, you were still wearing open-crotch pants!
"Aunt Qin, I have absolutely no problem with this wine. I dare to guarantee this." In order to avoid arousing Qin Qing's suspicion, Leng Yan explained. "If you dare to guarantee, if something really happens, you may be better than anyone else's recommendation.
Clean, and you guarantee, why do you guarantee?" Before Qin Qing could speak, Liu Fenglan had already answered.
"Fenglan, don't say it anymore. I can trust Leng Yan, this kid. Since he promises no problem, it must be no problem..." Before Qin Qing finished speaking, she was interrupted by Liu Fenglan, "Cousin, my cousin."
, You said you... I think you were blinded by him, and you believe whatever he said, but you didn't know that those who sell dog skin plasters did not slap their chests before, and even used the eighteen generations of ancestors to swear that the plaster was not yet
Is it useless?" Liu Fenglan shook her head.
"Don't say it anymore. I believe Leng Yan, I'll drink this wine." Liu Fenglan's reluctance made Qin Qing, who was a good-tempered person, feel a little impatient. She turned the railway. Seeing that she was firm in her attitude, it was not good either.
If I said anything more, I could only glar at Leng Yan in anger.
After the incident of his daughter Hong, everyone suddenly lost their passion for talking, and the dining table suddenly became dull. Qin Qing smiled slightly and broke the deadlock and called everyone to start eating.
"Leng Yan, this celery was specially fried for you by Aunt Qin. Try it!" Qin Qing picked up a chopstick and put it in Leng Yan's bowl. From the corner of his eyes, he saw his daughter Luo Ning looking at him eagerly, as if he was a little bit like a little.
He immediately scolded him in anger: "Why, you still want me to help you pick it up, you can pick it up whatever you want." "Percent!" Luo Ning whispered, and even slashed Leng Yan fiercely
At first glance, it seemed like he was blaming him and snatching his own mother.
"Thank you Aunt Qin!" Leng Yan thanked. He has loved eating celery since he was a child. This habit has been maintained until now. Even though he has been worth tens of billions and has tasted all the delicacies in the world, he still has a special liking for celery.
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Leng Yan picked up the celery and put it into his mouth. I wonder 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 feel endlessly.
"Why don't you eat it? Isn't it not to your appetite?" Qin Qing asked. "How could it be, it's delicious, I like it very much." Leng Yan smiled slightly and started eating it in a big mouthful.
"This smell...is daughter red!"
Just as several people were having a meal, an old voice came from outside the door.