100 Uncle Huang went crazy with alcohol

Mr. Gao really wanted to get acquainted with Vice Mayor Huang, and had met him several times before, but he didn't have the opportunity to speak alone, and in his mind, Vice Mayor Huang should be a close relationship with Mr. Shandong.

In the past, he was invited by the Huang family to serve as Zhang Meixi's Chinese teacher, and he still had a little affection for the Huang family in his heart. Now it is Zhang Meixi who invited him over to the banquet, how can he not be affectionate to the head of the Huang family.

Mr. Gao had already guessed in his heart that the young master on Tuesday was supporting him as a puppet or something, but this puppet was really beautiful and chic, which made him happy.

Uncle Huang was fifty years old at the age of Destiny, soaring and reviving the prestige of the Huang family, and from the perspective of ordinary people, he was able to sit firmly in the official position after three Shanghai overseers, and even the foreigners in the concession could deal with it.

The anxiety in his heart was like walking on thin ice, and he knew that his promotion relied on the support of Mr. Shandong in foreign newspapers. After a long time, others have repeatedly tempted, and he has long been a little unable to hold on.

Now I can make friends with Principal Gao, who is also a mentor and friend of Mr. Shandong in the newspaper, and Uncle Huang can be prosperous again.

Both of them have the heart to make friends, that is, Lang is a concubine, and the honey is oiled.

You salute me with a cup of Huadiao, I will pour you a cup of jasmine slices, two people push the cup and change the lamp, you come and go, and the feelings heat up quickly.

Uncle Huang had to deal with the arrangements to take care of the guests, and Principal Gao also had to eat some toasts from the guests who had been admiring the name for a long time, and the two of them were separated for a while, and they both felt as reluctant as if they had cut their hearts and lungs.

The Kunqu opera troupe went around in circles and invited guests to order plays.

First, a section of the huqin was played, crisp and bright, and when the song was finished, the whole hall applauded, and then the gongs and drums sounded in unison, knocking out a compact and dense general order.

Mr. Gao and Uncle Huang are already drunk, everyone is drunk, their cheeks are flushed, and their eyes are full of gold stars.

The flute was blown happily, and Dong Xiao also followed Ula and chirped, the flute sound was like flowing water, which suppressed Xiao Sheng's sluggishness and sank, and the sound of the flute was like a grinding stone on fire, slowly setting off the sound of the flute.

I don't know when, the two of them walked up to the stage amid the applause of the guests.

Chorus sang the song "Peony Pavilion".

It turned out that the purple and red were all over the place, and they all seemed to be paid to the broken wells. The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, and the courtyard is happy

……

Deputy Mayor Huang and Uncle Huang sang the innocent and charming daughter Du Liniang.

If you have a dream, why fall asleep? Zhuang Zhou is a butterfly in his dream, or Zhuang Zhou is a butterfly in his dream

……

Mr. Gao sang about Liu Mengmei, the protégé of the Son of Heaven who was long and jade, and had many talents.

The ladies were seated in the small hall on the second floor.

Zhang Meixi sat with Miss Lily.

Miss Lily gave her half an osmanthus duck's head and ate a duck wing herself.

Zhang Meixi praised her with a smile:

"Chopsticks are so good!"

Miss Lily is proud:

"Speak Chinese, wear Chinese clothes, eat Chinese food, marry Chinese."

Zhang Meixi lowered her head and dug out the duck's brain and ate it.

Downstairs, the gongs and drums were noisy.

The ladies and ladies on the second floor discussed:

"Is the dance going to begin?"

"It's a Kunqu Opera Team"

"Why don't you call it up, let's listen to it."

"Now that the Republic of China is over, the table is still so tightly divided, even if you go downstairs and listen together, it's the same."

"I'm going to dance in a while anyway."

"Speaking of which, that Principal Gao is really outstanding and graceful."

The woman who said this wore a twisted gold bracelet on her wrist, and it sounded sonorously. Since ancient times, a man's appearance is not a problem, nor is his age, as long as he can support the food and clothing of a family, he is a lover who can be trusted.

If there is some wealth and status, it is a talented and beautiful woman.

Mr. Gao is also a person who is coveted.

Zhang Meixi actually trusts Mr. Gao and Lily very much, they are not only outstanding in appearance, but they also take out people to fool people.

Zhang Meixi has been a student of the two for more than a year, and she also knows that they have goods in their stomachs, and they can coax people when they learn both Chinese and Western, and they can talk about the world. The most rare thing is that both of them are still natural and straightforward.

"Do you like Mr. Gao? The age difference is a little far away. Zhang Meixi lowered her voice and leaned into Miss Lily's ear.

"It's not Mr. Gao, it's Mr. Qian, we are five years old."

"Mr. Qian, that Mr. Qian? Ocean? Silver. ”

Miss Lily turned her head and motioned for her to look at the hairpins in her hair:

"He sent it."

Zhang Meixi pouted, this was made by her in the real room. Man-made diamonds.

Probably the director of Ping An Pharmaceutical, surnamed Qian, wants to eat this cute colorful brocade chicken, which is really a good vision and good appetite.

The ladies finished the banquet on the second floor, and the first floor cleaned up the venue, and the ladies and ladies who were guests were versatile and played a few piano songs. I danced around for a while. This unconventional dance party is over.

Huang's cousin-in-law sent off the guests, and kept saying that the hospitality was not good.

But the guests were quite entertained.

Uncle Huang sent Mr. Gao back and forth for eighteen miles, and the two said goodbye. agreed that the next time we meet, we will kill chickens and kowtow to worship.

At one o'clock in the morning, a crooked crescent moon hung in the middle of the sky.

The servants were all cleaned, yawning for days, and did not dare to speak.

It's not quiet in the mansion yet.

Uncle Huang walked back and forth in the tidy hall, flicking his water sleeves, tossing and turning. Humming the Peony Pavilion.

The juniors in the family looked at Uncle Huang's appearance, and they didn't dare to go back to sleep, trembling.

Huang's cousin-in-law wiped her tears with a handkerchief:

"Father-in-law looks like this, it can't be some kind of madness!"

"Smack"

With a crisp sound, Aunt Huang slapped her eldest daughter-in-law in the face.

"Shut your foul mouth!"

"It's just drinking too much and sprinkling some drunkenness."

Huang's cousin-in-law was slapped in the face, she couldn't hold her face, and turned around and ran upstairs. Young Master Huang followed to comfort her.

In fact, Aunt Huang was also panicked.

Uncle Huang is shrewd and capable, and he is the backbone of the whole family, but now he has made a big birthday, and the guests are satisfied and have returned happy. The host's family was insane, and the third watch didn't sleep in the middle of the night, singing in circles in the living room alone.

In the past, Uncle Huang had a strange illness and asked the famous doctor in Shanghai to treat it. It is said to be a very rare disease, and if you get it, you will definitely be promoted and make a fortune.

At that time, Uncle Huang also kept saying that this matter was too embarrassing, but fortunately, Mrs. Hua had a good character and strictly told her family not to spread it.

However, this time the condition is even more strange, today the old lady Hua is here for the banquet, and she left very late, it is estimated that she has just gone home to rest.

Uncle Huang's mansion was in a panic for a while, and Aunt Huang finally couldn't make up her mind whether to call a doctor or not.

Uncle Huang was exhausted from singing, burped, yawned, and staggered upstairs to sleep.