The director was bright and handed the ladder first.

The captain was even more eager to turn a big thing into a small matter, and when he saw that the director didn't hold him accountable, he also wanted to fool the past.

Harmony is precious, and you can eat meat happily!

Let's talk about it after eating.

The smell of meat is overflowing, and it is easy for everyone to reach a consensus, so let's not mention this stubble for the time being.

I'm hungry and don't have the strength to eat melons and watch plays, right?

A brewing storm came to an abrupt end, and there was an undercurrent surging in the shadows, at least on the surface.

The captain didn't really ask the director to drink alone, and immediately shouted at the cadres to accompany him.

As soon as the wine is drunk, the atmosphere is lively.

The daughters-in-law in charge of the spoon briefly discussed, and immediately made a few quick dishes to drink, and the men shouted and punched on the four seasons of wealth, five leaders, and six, six or six.

The wine table culture has a long history and is universal.

The women also laughed and did their work playfully, and the buns, steamed buns, steamed cakes, pancakes, and noodles were almost done, and they were not afraid of the pots on this side.

The children came alive again, running around giggling and laughing, and from time to time they were stuffed with a mouthful of meat by the seats, and they were so beautiful that they quacked.

After making such a fuss, the old Song family also felt that they couldn't hold their faces, leaving Song Dad and Song Chunqing as representatives to eat and accompany the guests, and the others found excuses to withdraw one after another.

The Song family is popular in the village, and there is a brigade accountant, not to mention the fatal business of recording work points, and he is close to the captain, and Song Yu, who is a grandchild, is also a cadre, who doesn't give face?

So the daughter-in-law with eyes shared a little dish, and the one who fished a piece of meat, and the hot one was loaded, helping the old Song family pick up the lost face.

As for what people say behind their backs, it doesn't matter.

Mrs. Song, who saved face, smiled very kindly, greeted happily, and said that when she saw people, she would come to the house to eat and drink when she saw the happy event of the sixth child at home after the autumn.

Everyone followed, and the scene should be particularly lively.

Song Ci was called over by the captain, fed several chopsticks and good dishes, ate with a small mouth oily, bent his eyes and made people happy, and everyone who saw it felt comfortable in his heart.

The captain started, his uncle Song Chunqing also fed, and the director, cameraman, screenwriter, makeup and field assistant of the crew counted one, and they all rushed to feed.

Li Shengnan looked happy and worried.

It's a good thing for a girl to be likable, but if you eat Haisai like this, you will have a bad stomach, right?

Li Shengnan gave the little uncle Song Chunqing at the table a look of persuasion, and Song Chunqing thought that his sister-in-law told him to take care of his little niece more and feed him more diligently.

Song porcelain did not refuse, his little mouth moved and chewed quickly, and his cheeks puffed out like a fine gnocchi.

No, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is not allowed to become a fine.

It's like a pink bunny, in short, don't mention recruiting more people.

There was a child who teased, there was always a topic on the wine table, and as soon as the chatterbox was opened, it couldn't be closed, the meat didn't move much, and the wine went down to two jars first.

The wine was drunk in place, and all the mustard in my heart before was gone.

Song Ci's little face was flushed, and he was so drunk by the smell of wine that he didn't drink.

Li Shengnan couldn't cry or laugh when he saw it, pushed Song Chun'an, and told him to go over and hug the child, he really couldn't eat like this.

Song Chun'an was talking to the old man Luan Bailu, one thought that the old man was bothering to teach his daughter in private and wanted to thank the teacher, and the other loved Song Ci and wanted to accept apprentices.

So without Song Ci knowing, at the age before going to school, there was an additional erudite teacher.

Well, maybe there are several of them.