An old table, a few side dishes, a few empty wine bottles.

This is the picture that Zhang Xiaojian caught his attention the most after entering Ye Mozhu's house.

When he watched Lao Ye walk over slowly, he realized that Ye Mozhu wanted to go with him, and the impact on Ye's father and mother was actually greater, bigger than he imagined.

So Zhang Xiaojian sat in front of him, drank six glasses of wine in a row, and said a word.

Lao Ye was silent for a long time when he heard this, although as a father, he knew that sooner or later there would be such a day, but even if he had done countless mental construction and preparations before, when this day came, he would still feel uncomfortable.

Today is actually a day for Lao Ye to convince himself, and now looking at the shameless Zhang Xiaojian, he once again gave affirmative guarantees and promises, and he had one more reason to convince himself.

So, after thinking about it, he replied: "Anyway, you remember, if one day my daughter suffers even the slightest grievance, Lao Tzu will give up this fat body, and he will also chop you." ”

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Don't worry, it will only make her happy." ”

After this sentence, Lao Ye smiled forcefully, poured full of wine, and said, "Go one." ”

Cheers to the two of them, drink it all.

Lao Ye has been doing a job in this life - a cook.

There are very few chefs who don't drink well, and Lao Ye is considered to be in the middle of it, but compared with ordinary people, he is also considered to be fierce.

Today, I happened to run into the wine tank Zhang Xiaojian again, so I was out of control.

It has to be said that wine is perhaps a must-have for communication between men and men.

In this society, in the traditional Chinese culture, men are positioned as men who stand up to the sky, the mainstay of the working family, and the umbrella of the family, so men carry too many expectations and hopes.

Most men are not good at expressing their feelings, and many times it is difficult to say what is on their minds, so alcohol has become a bridge to talk about.

Wine is also a wonderful thing, and different people will react differently after drinking it.

Lao Ye's reaction was to talk a lot.

After drinking more and more, he not only talked about his experience in cooking, but also talked about his love with Ye's mother... It's just that when he said it, his head was close to the table, and he was careful to lower his voice, but his face was full of pride.

Zhang Xiaojian had drunk one meal before, and now he has drunk three or four, so he naturally floated a little, so he talked to his future father-in-law about his love experience with his daughter...

Neither of them noticed anything was wrong...

Well..

This proves that both of them are a little too much...

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When you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent.

Ye Mozhu and Ye Mu didn't know that on this night, the two men who lowered their voices praised them to the sky at the small kitchen table.

Zhang Xiaojian and Lao Ye both poured down in the end and poured on the wine table.

When the dawn of the next morning illuminated the living room, Ye Mu, who had fallen asleep early, was the first to wake up, pushed the door and looked, saw the wine bottles all over the floor, and saw Lao Ye and Zhang Xiaojian, who had drunk with Lao Ye all night.

She didn't make any sound, even when she went to the bathroom to wash up and turn on the faucet, she only turned on the smallest stream of water, and after simply soaking it with a towel, she wiped her face.

Then Ye Mu looked at herself in the mirror, first put eye patches on the corners of her eyes that already had wrinkles, and finally thought that the shop would not be able to open today, so she was really idle, so she took off the eye patches and put on a mask.

At about half past nine, Ye Mozhu woke up, sighed, and pushed open the door with tears in her eyes, and saw her mother making a silent gesture to her.

Ye Mozhu probed and looked into the kitchen, and the smile on the corner of his mouth grew.

She knows Zhang Xiaojian's alcohol consumption, and she also knows her father's alcohol consumption, and the two of them can drink until the end of the fall asleep on the table, which proves that the conversation is good.

This is good.

Then let them sleep a little longer.

Ye Mozhu walked into the bathroom for a simple wash, and then came out and sat next to Ye's mother, the mother and daughter smiled at each other, and their smiles were a little relieved.

Ye Mu asked in a low voice, "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. ”

"When you go to Ningyuan, you have to remember to wear more, you can't wear less for the sake of beauty, you are young and sick now, but you will be sick, and when you are older, you will find all of them. ”

Ye Mozhu was not annoyed, although she didn't know that she would hear such words hundreds of times after winter every year, she leaned on Ye Mu's shoulder and whispered, "I know Mom." ”

"After you go, you have to cook more, you can't eat out all the time, most restaurants are still not clean, and our restaurant is different. ”

"Got it, Mom. ”

"If you want to eat mom's chili sauce, you can call, and mom will make it for you and mail it to you. ”

"Mom.... It's not like I'm leaving today, so I don't have to tell you so much in advance. ”

"Is it better to tell this in advance?" Ye Mu pinched Ye Mozhu's little face and said: "Also, I have to be wronged at work, I have to digest it myself or not, and I can't bring my emotions home." ”

Ye Mozhu said: "Got it, Mom." ”

Ye Mu smiled: "Also, in the future, bumps and bumps are inevitable, don't hurt your feelings because of trivial things, you don't know if you know." ”

Ye Mozhu nodded with a smile, glanced at the brighter and brighter sunlight outside the window, and then looked at Zhang Xiaojian, who was lying on the wine table, as if sleeping on the desk, almost drooling with his head sideways, and didn't know what good things to dream about with a smile on his face.

Did you dream of me?

She thought narcissistically.

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At half past eleven, after the phone rang, Zhang Xiaojian woke up in a daze, and Lao Ye woke up at the same time.

The first time the two old men woke up, they saw each other and thought of last night's conversation....

Zhang Xiaojian forgot to answer the phone, because he seemed to have told Lao Ye a lot of details about his love with Mozhu yesterday, but fortunately there was still a trace of reason, and he didn't describe the heavy snow that night, otherwise he probably wouldn't be able to wake up now.

Lao Ye also tasted more and more wrong, why was he stupid yesterday and listened to Zhang Xiaojian talk about his daughter's love process...

Thinking of this, an evil fire rushed to his throat, and Lao Ye bypassed Zhang Xiaojian with his face, ran to the toilet, and retched twice.

Seeing this, Ye Mu followed in and patted Lao Ye's back.

Ye Mozhu came to Zhang Xiaojian's side and said, "You can't drink like this with my dad in the future...."

Before she finished speaking, Lao Ye shouted in the bathroom: "Girl, what are you talking about, I can't drink him yet?" How much did I drink myself before he came yesterday, this time I let him, next time I drink flat, you see I don't drink him down!"

Listening to Lao Ye's stubborn voice, Zhang Xiaojian coughed, thinking that before I came here yesterday, I didn't drink less, definitely not less than you, and you may not be able to drink me if you are old.

It's just that he didn't say this, he saw Ye Mozhu winking at himself, meaning to let his father go.

So Zhang Xiaojian had no choice: "I can't drink it flat, it's the first time I've been drunk and down, and I'm convinced." ”

Listening to his words, Ye Mozhu was very satisfied, and quietly took a sip on his face.

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned, and immediately exclaimed: "Uncle's wine is as deep as the sea, and it is completely bottomless.... Sensei said yes, it is estimated that there are few people in Manjiang City who can drink it. ”

In the bathroom, Father Ye's proud voice came: "You still have points in your heart." ”

Zhang Xiaojian raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Mozhu, and pointed to his other cheek.

Ye Mozhu smiled, didn't kiss him, pulled his face, and was fierce: "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Zhang Xiaojian didn't feel pain when he was pulled in the face, and gave Ye Mozhu a look that wanted to eat you, so that she could experience it for herself...

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