"I...I can also drink a little." Fangyuan said a little embarrassed.
"Okay," Xie Xin'an said with a smile, then turned to Fangyuan's dad, "Old Fang, take another bottle. You didn't tell me that you only have three bottles of Maotai at home, right?"
Fangyuan's father might not be willing, fearing that his daughter would get drunk, but he didn't dare to disobey Xie Xin'an, so he had to go to the kitchen and get another bottle of Moutai with an iron cover, eight dishes, and four bottles of wine, which made me dizzy.
Fangyuan had the spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. He took the initiative to pour wine for the three of us. He filled up the two-liang glasses. Looking at the Moutai that was slightly over the rim of the cup, I couldn't help but think of the allusion of "full will overflow".
Xie Xin'an said that if Li Xiaotao's body should be preserved, could she be resurrected?
Not necessarily, if she came back from the dead, then Li Xiaotao wouldn't need me to help her replenish her yang energy, but Xie Xin'an said that she does.
"Bai...Miss Bai, you are guests, you come first." After eating a few bites of food, Fangyuan's father motioned to Xie Xin'an to raise his glass first. This is considered a rule at the northern wine table. It has nothing to do with the host and guest. Who is it?
Whoever has a higher position toasts first. It's not called toasting, it's called "bringing a cup", which means bringing a rhythm.
Xie Xin'an was not polite and raised a full glass: "Come on, it's our first time back at your house. Let's have the first glass of wine together. Cheers!"
After saying that, Xie Xin'an raised her neck and fucked two liang Maotai to the ground. I was dumbfounded. I have never seen such a fierce female... female ghost!
Don't ghosts get drunk?
But the expression on Fangyuan's father's face - obviously one of concern for the other person - doesn't look like it. He and Xie Xin'an should be very familiar with each other, and he knows whether she drinks too much.
"Drink, why are you all looking at me?" Xie Xin'an finished speaking and urged us.
No idea, just drink. I first focused on a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks on the table. After drinking the white wine in one breath, I immediately took a big mouthful of eggs and stuffed them into my mouth. I swallowed it without chewing much.
My mouth and esophagus were protected by the egg, so I didn't feel anything, but my stomach was a little unbearable. I don't know if there was a chemical reaction, but the burning sensation in my chest was very serious, and it came up one by one.
, I held my breath and finally suppressed the glass of wine without spitting it out, but my stomach began to churn again. The alcohol seemed to have quickly penetrated into the blood vessels. Instead of pouring it into my mouth, it began to go to my head.
!
"You're not a bad guy!" Xie Xin'an patted me on the shoulder.
I smiled at her, but didn't dare to open my mouth, for fear of spitting in her face, and then looked at Fangyuan's father. After all, he was an old patrolman, so he couldn't drink too much. After drinking a glass, he just smacked his lips, and it seemed like nothing was wrong.
I looked at Fang Yuan again, and she only drank half of the glass. She was frowning and struggling with the remaining half of the glass. She was probably poisoned.
"Forget it if you can't drink it." Xie Xin'an encouraged Fangyuan. Fangyuan was caught (you can't persuade people not to drink in the Northeast, as long as you persuade them, they will drink). She pinched her nose and dried it. Her reaction was stronger than mine, almost instantly.
Her cheeks turned red, and I gave her a bite of food. Fangyuan covered her mouth and shook her head, indicating that it was okay.
"Pour some wine!" Xie Xin'an ordered me. Her skin was originally super white, similar to that of Caucasians. After drinking a glass, she also became a little red. It seems that alcohol has some effects on ghosts (at least on her current body).
Effective.
I filled the second cup for each of the four people. When Fangyuan’s father saw that Xie Xin’an wanted to raise the cup again, he quickly said, “Miss Bai, let me toast you the second cup.”
He wanted to protect me and Fangyuan, mainly his daughter.
"Okay." Xie Xin'an clinked glasses with Fangyuan's father, but neither of them drank anything and only drank a small amount.
"Eat the food, eat the food, try to see if your uncle's cooking is right or not." Fangyuan's father controlled the rhythm and asked everyone to slow down.
After eating a few mouthfuls of food, I still felt sick in my stomach, but Fangyuan recovered first and took the initiative to raise a glass: "Sister Qingcheng, Wu Mian, I'd like to propose a toast to you!"
Gudu, she did it!
I swallowed and looked at Xie Xin'an. She was also looking at me and raised her chin: "It's time for you to show off. Don't live together in the future and people will always use this glass of wine to make trouble!"
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"Sister Qingcheng, what are you talking about? Who wants to live with him?" Fangyuan was already drunk, her expression and tone were a little unnatural, coquettish and charming.
Xie Xin'an smiled and said nothing, and continued to stare at me. Well, for the sake of the man's face, I had to have a second drink!
I really only had two ounces of alcohol to drink, but now I had four ounces, which was far beyond my limit. After just a minute, my vision became a little blurry, and I couldn't hear clearly what the three of them were saying.
I don’t know who poured me the wine, and I don’t know who clinked the glass with me. I picked it up and drank a third glass in a daze.
After that, I didn’t know anything anymore…
When I fell asleep, I had dreams, scattered about them. I don’t know what they were about. It seemed like Xie Xin’an, the little beauty with chopstick legs in the cafe, two ghosts, and a woman with long hair. I don’t know who she was.
People are ghosts, but I am not afraid of them.
When I woke up, everything was dark. Fortunately, my watch was luminous. I looked at the watch. It was 12 o'clock. It should be 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, right? There was a nice fragrance in the air, and I felt soft under my body.
, where am I?
I touched around and it looked like a bed. I touched the edge of the bed and sat up. My head was heavy. I rubbed my eyes and my night vision recovered. It seemed like it was a bedroom. Wait, my hand touched something.