But today the old man seemed surprisingly happy. He would drink a small sip of the wine of every guest, politician, and business leader. There were more than a hundred people in the hall, and such a number did not destroy the old man.
The name of the wine tycoon in this wine is really not revealed.
How could these guests know that the old man was so happy because he got the two pieces of Yuan honey, such a rare thing, was simply a supplement from heaven. After eating the two pieces of Yuan honey, the old man even had the confidence to live beyond a hundred years.
It was Xiao Chen's turn to clink glasses with the old man. This time the old man's smile became stronger and he said, "You have to drink that girl Ningmei..."
"Grandpa, don't worry, I won't be able to lie to wine. I've also helped Yaoyao drink it. She seems to be allergic to wine..." Xiao Chen laughed and turned his head to look at Yang Yaoyao beside him.
Yang Yaoyao was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Xiao Chen would think of her and still remember her allergic to alcohol.
"Yaoyao, did you know Xiao Chen before?" Yang Ningmei also felt a little strange and asked Yang Yaoyao with a smile.
Yang Yaoyao was stunned for a second, then smiled and said, "I'm also studying in Kyoto. I've had dinner together a few times before. He is my senior..."
"Oh, I forgot that you also graduated from BJ University..." Yang Ningmei then realized.
Yang Yaoyao is a student at BJ University. Now she and Xiao Chen write about it. She told her family that Xiao Chen graduated from BJ University five years ago and is now engaged in national scientific research.
The old man smiled faintly, looked at Yang Yaoyao, and said, "Yaoyao has worked hard this time. She came here from BJ to visit me, the old man. If you are allergic to alcohol, don't drink alcohol today, drink some tea or drink some drinks.
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He turned his head and looked at Xiao Chen, looked at Yang Ningmei, and smiled and said, "Today is the first time I have seen our eldest grandson-in-law. I can't change this kind of small cup. Zhifeng, go and change it to two larger cups.
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"Dad, you see, today is a drink party, just drink some fun. When the drink party is over, you will compete with Xiaochen again, haha..." Yang Ningmei's father Yang Zhifeng quickly advised, don't look at this old man.
He has a kind face, but if he really gets excited, he will be able to drink until dawn. He has seen this before.
Back then, when the eldest brother was still alive and the second brother was still in China, his five brothers were stunned because they had never drunk their father. The five brothers were all drunk by me, and Yang Zhifeng even drank so hard that he was very angry.
All day long. Since then, he never dared to compete with the old man again. This old man was reincarnated in a wine jar. None of his five brothers inherited this point, and the most powerful inheritance was his own little one.
Sister, Yang Zhihua doesn’t look at her daughter’s family, she looks so adorable, and she is also a big beauty, but she is also a wine jar.
This son-in-law finally came back to Linghai. If he was knocked down by the old man, it would be so embarrassing. Maybe the son-in-law would have to return to Linghai in the future.
Xiao Chen never expected that Yang Ningmei's father would treat him as a son-in-law. In fact, he didn't know that for the past year and a half, Yang's father and mother had been talking about Xiao Chen, because Yang Ningmei a year ago.
She took Xiao Chen to pretend to be her boyfriend. After that, whenever Yang's father and mother asked her about her emotional matters, she said she was still with Xiao Chen. Even if she got news later that Xiao Chen broke one of her arm, Yang Ningmei would also be with her.
My parents said that they are still with Xiao Chen.
After lying like this for a long time, even she herself became used to it. She seemed to have a boyfriend named Xiao Chen. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have reacted so quickly this time and would immediately crack the other party's information.
But she has been paying attention to Xiao Chen.
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Yang's father couldn't help his father, so he went to get two larger cups, which could be filled with about four taels of wine. The old man wanted to give him a few glasses of wine with his grandson-in-law, which naturally attracted guests.
Xiao Chen doesn't care. As long as the old man is happy, let alone such a small cup, even if it is replaced with a wine jar, Xiao Chen doesn't care.
It was just that he was a bit unreasonable to have a drunken figure like himself and an old man in his 80s. So Xiao Chen decided to pretend to be timid, not only to make the old man happy but also to make him feel that he is better than the alcohol.
Pass yourself.
This is what it is at the table. If you can't drink at all, people will despise you and say you are not good enough. If you drink too hard and scare others directly, they will not dare to drink with you again in the future. It's a great victory
Some, those who are more cautious, will hold grudges in their hearts, so it is extremely important to grasp this degree.
"Xiaochen, you have to be more at ease. You can have one cup by yourself, one cup Ningmei, and one cup Yaoyao, there are three cups in total..." The old man picked up one of them and reminded Xiao Chen with kindness.
When Yang's father heard this, he immediately became anxious and grabbed the old father's hand and persuaded: "Dad, Xiaochen is not very good at drinking. What are you fighting with him? You can drink one cup by one, how much does this have to drink?
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This old man is really, do you think everyone is as massive as you? His son-in-law is only at this age and his alcohol tolerance may not look too strong. This takes three glasses, a total of one pound and two taels of wine. If you give some
Anything is troublesome.
The old man waved his hand and smiled, and said generously: "Hey! There are only three glasses of white wine, what's the point..."
"Pu..." Yang Zhifeng almost fell down, looked at the glass of red wine in the old man's hand and said in a daze, "Then what is your glass of wine?"
"I'll moisten my throat first..." After saying that, the old man raised his head and poured the red wine in his hand. Yang Zhifeng couldn't hold it back. Yang Zhifeng's other two younger brothers and Yang Zhihua also shook their heads secretly. Xiao Chen was in trouble today, Mr.
Become stubborn again.
"Grandpa, you have such a good alcohol tolerance. You have to give in to me today. My alcohol tolerance is not comparable to you..." Seeing that the old man had poured this large glass of red wine in one gulp, he couldn't help but praise him.
This old man is really interesting. When he was drinking just now, the red wine rolled in his throat very strongly. He didn't look like the old man in his 80s, but the throat of a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties.
Xiao Chen was also full of curiosity about this old man. Logically speaking, even a cultivator from the fifth to eighth level of Qi Refining Stage will not be better than Mr. Yang when he is in his 80s. Mr. Yang must be