Although he was drunk, the drunkard still had some sense. Knowing that Song Qingji ignored him, he couldn't help but make trouble unreasonably due to the drunkenness, completely lacking his previous demeanor.
The head of the Song family looked at his cousin beside him and suddenly felt a severe pain in his head.
"Mingtian, you're drunk. Sit down quickly. Why are you arguing with this junior? It's just a joke."
The head of the Song family used all his strength to force the drunkard to sit down. The drunkard kept struggling in his seat, and the head of the Song family had to keep pressing his shoulders with his arms.
This made Song Mingtian take a deep breath and shouted: "Brother, cousin, be gentle, I can't get up, it's uncomfortable to bend down."
Hearing this, the head of the Song family relaxed his grip. Song Mingtian straightened up and retorted: "I'm not drunk. Who said I was drunk? I'm not drunk after a thousand cups. How can I care about this junior? It's clearly him.
I don't respect him. He didn't even drink the wine I gave him. I brought it to him with my own hands. There were so many people here. I was so embarrassed. I just asked him to drink. Is it a joke? It was him who caused the trouble.
!”
The person on Song Mingtian's right was also drunk. After hearing Mingtian's words, he drunkenly said: "This guy is still coherent when he is drunk."
"Yes, yes, that's what I mean." Another person agreed in a daze after drinking.
"Oh, what are you talking about? What is clear? Oh, I know, I can still see clearly, my room is not that dark." The next person continued.
Is it the old mother at home? Or the animal meat in the food court.
"What is a tigress? Can it be eaten? It must taste very bad. Is that why you are so sad? Isn't it not as delicious as the meat I ate last time I left the galaxy?"
It was too late for the head of the Song family to stop him. He didn't expect Song Mingtian to be so capable of causing trouble when he was drunk.
"Cousin, what was I talking about just now? I forgot again. As I get older, my memory is not good either." Song Mingtian hit his head with his hand. The group of people said that he didn't know what he had just talked about.
What topic.
The drunkards looked over and were stunned.
"Master, I don't mean that either. I didn't know Brother Tian was talking about you before."
The scene suddenly became quiet.
Song Qingji saw Song Mingtian calling out a topic. After knowing that he was fine, he relaxed and slumped down on the chair, unable to recover for a long time.
Song Mingtian didn't care about this, but the group of people behind him chatted with each other, even though they were talking about the wrong things.
Song Qingji numbly took it, took a sip in his mouth, and put the wine glass back on the table.
He is doubting life.
At this time, Song Mingtian was very drunk. He picked up his wine glass and said loudly: "Everyone, I am happy to offer you a drink today."
"What do you know? Have you seen that my wife and I sleep in separate rooms? Have we drawn a clear line? This is a secret, but don't let the master find out. I don't want to make a joke." The latter one continued in confusion.
Hearing what the previous one was saying, he subconsciously took over.
"Good nephew, come here. I'll give you a drink. Why are you still here drinking tea and wine? Come here. I'll give you a drink."
"Which boy is so bold?" Brother Tian is the one closest to his direct lineage, and his future is immeasurable. It's too late for them to curry favor with him.
Helpless, he stood up and pulled Song Mingtian back to his seat.
Finally, one person broke the stalemate: "Master, I didn't say anything just now. Really, I didn't want you to drink his wine."
When Song Mingtian saw that the glass of wine had not been finished, he couldn't help but said regretfully: "Good nephew, why did you drink so much? You don't respect my uncle at all! Huh? Drink quickly!"
"I want to eat animal meat too. I'll try it at the food court another day."
Song Mingtian's heart almost jumped when they said it.
This is--
After this group of people got drunk, they lost their former shrewdness and calculations. All they had was the most natural reactions in their hearts.
Forget it, don’t think about it anymore.
As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly.
After he finished speaking, he drained the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Master of the house!
What? Brother Tian is crazy!
"Yes, yes, at least let us see who it is."
Song Mingtian felt that the eyes of this group of people were blurred by drinking.
After it was full, he handed it to Song Qingji.
"Brother Tian, don't worry, we will definitely let him drink the wine you toast today." One person assured him, patting his chest.
As if sensing the surrounding atmosphere, Song Mingtian looked at the group of drunkards in confusion.
Song Mingtian picked up a new wine glass next to the table and began to pour wine into it.
Use your eyes to signal and why don't you say anything?
"Brother Tian, where is he? Why didn't we see him?"
Not sure why.
Unexpectedly, Song Mingtian struggled and broke away from the head of the Song family.
The head of the Song family put his hand on his forehead.
The person next to me caught the keyword and felt sad: "Daughter-in-law? Yesterday my wife punished me again. I've had enough. I want a divorce, woo woo woo..."
He coughed in a serious manner, pointed to the person on his left and said, "No, that's him."
The drunkards winked at him.
After resting, he was ready to drink tea to calm down his grief, but unexpectedly, Song Mingtian came over with wine again.
The head of the Song family felt something familiar, and quickly called Song Mingtian: "Why did you go to drink for Qing Ji again? Didn't he already say that he doesn't drink?"
His cry shocked the next person, who seemed to have thought of something and started to cry out too: "Ah ah ah! The master of the house is unfair. Why did he choose such a black and ugly tigress for me? He is better than me."
He's still dark. Mom, you know better than to see your child like this."
"Okay, stop making trouble and come back quickly." The head of the Song family urged, for fear that something would happen to him.
Once one person spoke, the others after him spoke more smoothly and begged for mercy: "Master, I don't mean that."
Song Qingji: "..."
"Did he really say that he won't drink my wine? No, I want him to drink the wine that I poured with my own hands. The elders have poured the wine for him with their own hands. If he pours it well, he won't drink it if he doesn't want to drink it." Song Mingtian was unconvinced.
road.
It really deserves a beating.
"Let's see which kid is disrespectful to Brother Tian."
After the head of the Song family thought that Song Mingtian had forgotten this incident, he thought that he would not look for Song Qingji again. Unexpectedly, just after he let go, Song Mingtian ran to Song Qingji again and asked him to drink.
"Why am I so tired sitting with you?" The head of the Song family muttered.
When the head of the Song family heard the words of the drunkards behind him, a black line appeared on his forehead.
This sentence goes on, and the building has tilted to the corners. From Song Qingji, he talked about his wife, then from his wife, he talked about his old mother, and finally he talked about eating.
After he finished speaking, he returned the drink, and then said: "I drank a whole glass, and you should do the same to show your sincerity." After saying that, he paused, and then said, "However, I saw someone not drinking from me.
liquor."
The head of the Song family felt that Song Mingtian was pointing at him just now, and now a group of people were looking at him, and his face turned dark.
Song Mingtian said this to the male. As soon as he finished speaking, a group of drunkards started to cheer: "Who didn't drink the wine offered by my brother Tian? You must be tired of living."
"Shige, I have no money. I have quite a lot of shares in the Song Group, but my wife only gives me five hundred star coins a week. I can only drink nutritional liquid."
Song Mingtian turned his head and said doubtfully: "Brother, when did he say it? Why didn't I know? I was always there."
Song Mingtian listened dazedly and corrected him: "When did I say that I let the head of the family drink?"
"Just now."
"You also pointed at the head of the family."
Song Mingtian was anxious: "What the hell? Open your eyes wide and see who I'm talking about!"
