Qiao Santai was a well-known figure in the black world of Z country. He was like Mount Tai and Beidou, but he valued a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy so highly. This shows the deep friendship he had for Zhang Xiaofeng in his heart.
Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Uncle, you have given me a reward."
Qiao Yuzhi looked at her nephew on the hospital bed and made up her mind to resolve the conflict between him and Ximen Lang. She said, "Qiao Heng, Xiaolang, you and Yu'er hurt each other because of a misunderstanding.
I have understood everything clearly. You are responsible for all three aspects, so don't resent each other. Yu'er and Xiaolang have made peace. Now Xiaolang is my godson, that is, your brother. You must live in peace and be as close as each other in the future.
A family.”
Even though Qiao Heng was usually domineering, there were two people he feared the most. One was his father Qiao Santai, and the other was his aunt Qiao Yuzhi. Seeing that his father was extremely enthusiastic about that boy, his aunt said this again,
Although I was a little dissatisfied, I didn't dare to show it, so I had no choice but to say: "Well, for my aunt's sake, I won't argue with him."
Since everyone had expressed their stance like this, Ximen Lang said hurriedly: "Brother Qiao, thank you for not remembering the faults of villains. I accidentally hurt you with a heavy hand. Please forgive me."
Qiao Heng was also afraid that he would dig deeper and let his father know that he was seriously injured because he competed with others for the right to sleep with the RB actress. He would inevitably be punished by then, so he pretended to be magnanimous and waved his hand, saying
: "Forget it, there's no need to mention the past, just pretend it never happened."
Qiao Santai admired his son's actions. He didn't expect that the boy became so well-behaved because he was afraid that the ridiculous things he had done would be exposed. He thought his son had become sensible. He nodded happily and said, "That's right, that's it."
Okay. Xiaofeng and I are like brothers, closer than real brothers, so you two should be like us."
This was the first time that Qiao Heng received his father's approval. He was quite flattered and said quickly: "Dad, don't worry, I will get along well with Brother Xiaolang."
Qiao Santai said with a smile: "That's good. I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a while. You have a lot of potential!"
There was a hint of pride on Qiao Heng's face and he said, "That's because I have always remembered your teachings, dad." But in his heart, he thought, I will try my best to follow my dad, behave better, and let him go back abroad quickly, otherwise
If he stayed here, I would be doomed. I would have no freedom at all. Then I would not be able to live the same debauched life as before.
Seeing that his son has made much progress than before, Qiao Santai was very happy. He smiled and said: "If you juniors can get along well with each other, we as elders will feel relieved. When my eldest nephew comes to my uncle's territory, I have to do something for him."
You place the wine to catch the wind and wash away the dust. Come on, let's go have a drink."
Ximenlang smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Qiao Santai smiled heartily and said: "This kid, be polite to me. Let's go."
Afterwards, Qiao Santai and others left the orthopedic hospital surrounded by a group of bodyguards and drove to the Beidi Restaurant. This restaurant is one of the most famous hotels in Hebin. It is a three-story antique building with waiters inside.
They wear the clothes of eunuchs and maids of the Qing Dynasty as if they were acting in a play, which is quite unique. If you dine here, you can experience the enjoyment of an emperor.
In the most luxurious private room of the restaurant, Qiao Santai and others sat around a table. The table was filled with rare delicacies from the mountains and seas, such as bear paws, bird's nests, shark's fins, etc. The enthusiasm was rising, and the alluring aroma filled the air.
As for the wine, it is a rare spirit with extremely high alcohol content. Qiao Santai introduced it with a smile: "My nephew, I would like to introduce to you a wine that real men drink. This wine burns when exposed to fire and is extremely delicious."
It is so strong that it is like a red-hot knife blade in the mouth and like a scalding flame when swallowed. It is known as the king of spirits and is the most famous wine in the east and north regions. It is called Shaodaozi."
As soon as the waiter wearing a palace flower on his head opened the small wine jar, a strong smell of alcohol shot out into the sky, quickly overshadowing the aroma of the dishes.
Ximen Lang took a deep breath and praised: "Good wine. This wine is not fragrant but strong. The concentration is over 70 degrees. It seems to be more powerful than Erguotou."
Qiao Santai laughed and said: "It seems that the eldest nephew also likes the things in the cup. He has inherited the glorious tradition of the Xiaofeng brothers. Just smelling it, you can know the concentration of the wine. It is really amazing. This small jar of wine is
If you can drink one kilogram, you are a good man; if you drink two jars in a row, you are a great man; if you drink three jars, you are an extraordinary man."
Ximen Lang asked with great interest: "What's more, uncle, how much of this Shao Daozi can you drink?"
Qiao Santai said with a smile: "It's okay for me to drink one jar of Shao Knife. I once drank two jars of it and was drunk for a whole day and night."
Qiao Yuzhi and others couldn't help laughing. Qiao Yu'er said: "Uncle, I didn't expect you to have such a glorious history?"
Qiao Santai said with a smile: "It's okay. To be successful in life, you must have all the fun. However, it was just one time when I drank too much. Do you know who was drinking with me that time?"
Qiao Yuer asked curiously: "Who is so good at drinking? I made you drink too much, uncle."
Qiao Santai glanced at Ximen Lang and said with a smile: "He is Xiaolang's father, a good man who is upright and upright."
Qiao Yuzhi said: "People say that the father is a hero and the son is a good man. Xiaolang, let's see how much of this Shao Daozi you can drink."
Qiao Yuer's sky-blue bright eyes came over and glanced at Ximen Lang, wondering if he could drink a jar of burning knives?
Ximen Lang smiled and said: "Then let me have a jar first and try the strong wine that this heroic man drinks."
Qiao Yuzhi hurriedly said: "Silly boy, don't try so hard that you'll ruin your stomach by drinking it?"
Ximenlang smiled and said, "No."
The glasses were filled with wine, Ximen Lang raised the glass and said: "Uncle, godmother, Yu'er, as the saying goes, we are destined to meet you thousands of miles away, and you will all be my relatives from now on. Let's take a sip."
"Come, drink..."
Ximen Lang took a big sip of the wine and felt that the wine was really strong. It felt like hundreds of steel needles were piercing his mouth at the entrance. When he swallowed it, it was like a steel knife cutting his throat. There was a surprised look on his face and he praised
: "It's indeed strong enough. It's a drink for men. As for women, only heroines dare to drink it."
Indeed, the wine of Shao Daozi is too strong, and few women care about it. Qiao Yuzhi and her daughter are both tough people, so naturally they cannot be the same. The two women each took a sip, and their snow-white faces suddenly changed.
It will turn red and become more beautiful.
Qiao Yuer felt her mouth was burning, and she was busy breathing, and said: "This wine is really too overbearing. I can only drink one glass, about three taels, but my mother can drink two glasses..."