"Master Zhao, Moutai and Wuliangye, the golden ones, you have never drank them in your life."
No one is serious about this. Before giving gifts, you should consult her about Lao Zhao's preferences and blindly send these things.
Their Lao Zhao despises luxury and waste the most, so giving Moutai Wuliangye to the old village chief would be better than giving him dozens of boxes.
But who sent these? Such a generous gesture.
It seems that she has no suitors.
Is it that sloping river?
Wasn't his confidence knocked back by him? He hasn't looked for her in the past two years.
While thinking about it, she accidentally glanced at a box among the gifts with four golden characters "XX Gold" written on it.
She was stunned, "Dad, who sent these?"
Is the matter getting serious? Just give me some Moutai Wuliangye, and also give me gold bricks and gold bars. Is this a plan to scare their old Zhao to death?
"Hmph" Master Zhao snorted coldly, with a creepy cold aura exuding from his body, "I want to ask you, who are those two boys?"
Zhao Qingqing opened his mouth in surprise when he heard this, "Two?"
Two more? She couldn't think of one of them, and she couldn't even think of two.
"Hahaha..." Master Zhao suddenly turned gloomy and laughed.
Zhao Qingqing frowned and looked at him, maybe he was so angry.
That would be too unfilial of her.
Master Zhao raised his hand, patted Zhao Qingqing's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "Girl, you did a good job. You brought me a senior colonel and a major. I'm checking who is the better between them."
"Big...big colonel? Little...major?"
Zhao Qingqing's lips trembled and her voice trembled.
My mind immediately thought of Senior Colonel Luo Jian and Major Xia Liuchuan.
No way? So bloody?
She must be dreaming, Zhao Qingqing thought, and pinched her thighs hard with her hands, which made her eyebrows tremble in pain.
I'm not dreaming, "Dad, stop scaring me, what kind of major is this?"
"I asked about the senior colonel. Although you are a lot older, you look stable. Although the major is a bit evil, his age is more suitable for you." Master Zhao frowned and hesitated, "Girl, you can do it to me now.
There is a problem."
Zhao Qingqing looked horrified, "They...are at home now?"
"One of them moved a box of Maotai, and the other moved a box of Wuliangye. I told them that each of them would drink two bottles at noon today, and then drink in the evening. Whoever drank four bottles of wine first would be the winner.
Who wins."
Before Master Zhao could finish his words, Zhao Qingqing had already rushed towards the backyard.
What she loves most in her home is this small backyard of less than 20 square meters. It is clean and tidied up, and the grape branches and leaves on the grape trellis have begun to turn yellow.
Under the grape trellis, two men in green shirts, each holding a bowl, sat on a stone bench and went to school.
A bottle of Wuliangye was placed next to one person, and a bottle of Maotai was placed in front of the other person. Both were empty. The two of them clinked their bowls in a friendly manner after each sip of wine.
"Come on..." The young major had an evil smile on his face. He touched the bowl in the hands of the senior colonel opposite, then raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp.
After drinking, he boldly wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
Not to be outdone, the senior colonel comrade raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl. He then raised the bowl with the bottom of the bowl facing up, curling one corner of his lips and showing a provocative smile.
