"Fatty, do you know how long it's been since I've been drinking?"

One bottle of potion is about three taels, and two bottles are six taels. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Lang Yuan also took three taels of wine glasses. Yang Lao's wine glass has the most wine, almost one or two halves. The most important thing is that Yang Lao is really a good drinker, and he has been forced to quit drinking for a long time. Since the fat man drank it all, of course Yang Lao also had to do the same - in order to cure the disease, he fought hard......

Then, the very happy young man was called fat, and he was still a stupid fat man.

"Old Yang, how do you feel?" In Lang Tiance's heart, he is actually not so sure.

"Spicy! A stream of fire went straight into the stomach. "Yang Lao still has a long aftertaste.

"Old Yang's face is ruddy." Lang Tiance secretly smiled bitterly, and answered the question.

"Hehe, drinking alcohol in moderation is still good for the body." The fat man continued to be silly.

"I'll just say, fatty, you'll have to talk to my old woman when you get back." Yang Lao was more excited.

"Hehe, I'll tell my grandmother when I turn around, you call her an old woman behind your back." The fat man changed his evil smile.

Lang Yuan came back with four side dishes, but saw that the three cups were empty, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so he subconsciously looked at the fat man with his eyes - say that you are fat, don't gasp, all of them are bored? Give it a good drink......

"Yan'er, put it down! Fatty, pour wine! "Yang Lao is in charge.

Yang Lao used to work in Canghai in his early years, and he learned some Canghai dialect, but now he has almost forgotten it, and the word "Yan'er" is full of oysters.

"Okay, Elder Yang, this dish is a bit of a deal......" Lang Yuan was ashamed to set up four small plates. Don't go to the table, the coffee table is still more concentrated, and sit closer together.

The Lang family of three is usually busy with their own work, and there are not many opportunities to start a group at home. With the status of Yang Lao, the Lang family is indeed flourishing today, but he definitely didn't expect that he would stay for dinner.

Well, even if it's just a couple of side dishes for a drink or two.

That is, Lang Tiance went home on the weekend, and Professor Yu prepared some of them, which were nothing more than salted eggs, ham, peanuts, and porridge for breakfast. Lang Yuan turned over a few small packets of mustard again, shredded two sharp peppers, drizzled some sesame oil, and finally made up four small plates.

The fat man poured a small half cup for Yang Lao and Lang Tiance, but poured it full for himself. Yang Lao was a little unhappy, "Fatty, how do you treat guests?" ”

"Three taels of low-alcohol wine, two taels of high-alcohol wine, this is the right amount." The fat man took care of himself and toasted himself, and then filled himself with stubble.

"Every meal?" Yang Lao obeyed the Mongolian doctor's instructions, but he also had expectations.

"Every day." The fat man does not give face at all.

Yang Lao was choked, picked up the wine glass dissatisfiedly, touched it with Lang Tiance, and took a small sip loudly. Lang Tiance hurriedly laughed, "Elder Yang, let's take a look in two weeks, this limit is also based on physical condition." ”

"Old Yang ......" Lang Yuan just spoke, but was interrupted by Yang Lao, "Call grandpa, the same as when I was a child." ”

"Grandpa, do you want to call Brother Qihang in and have a drink together?" Lang Yuan is as good as a stream.

"What do you call him for, the child is not sensible." Yang Lao refused without hesitation, and when he turned around, he felt that something was wrong, and turned his face to look at the fat man, "You should be smaller, what kind of old man are you pretending, I still believe it." ”

"Hehe, I'm half a year younger than Yuan Yuan, and I'm in a hurry." The fat man drank very well. Anyway, this bottle of wine has already been opened, and it is easy to lose its taste if you don't finish it.

"Then call him in, Qihang has been following me for the past two years, and if there are fewer things, my vision will be a little less." Yang Lao commanded, and Lang Yuan hurriedly went out to implement it.

Yang Qihang stood at the gate of the courtyard, and had a good conversation with Yue Chaoyang, and wanted to pull Yue Chaoyang in, but Yue Chaoyang resolutely refused, "Brother Qihang, you spare your brother, go back and give your brother a face, I invite you." ”

The director of the district bureau is too far away from the state councilor, and the head of the hall of the provincial department is taking advantage of it. Even if he chooses one of the two purely rationally, regardless of the origin, Yue Chaoyang will only choose Lang Tiance.

Of course, if there is a fate to get close to Yang Lao, Yue Chaoyang will not let go of the opportunity. But today, it's really not suitable, and I'm doing security work pretty well. Yang Qihang's invitation was also out of good intentions, but Yue Chaoyang definitely didn't dare to accept it-that would be too ignorant......

"Grandpa, you!" Yang Qihang was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the door.

When he was outside the door, although he was chatting with irrelevant people, Yang Qihang kept thinking about his grandfather's illness. That fat man seems to be a bit evil, how did he convince his grandfather in just a few words?

In the early years, my grandfather rushed to kill, not to mention the knife wounds, he ate several guns, and he had already sat down to the root of the disease, and his body was seriously indebted. And this year, he is old and frail, and the debts owed in the early years have to be paid one by one.

All kinds of old experts in traditional Chinese medicine, whether official or non-governmental, grandpa has seen too much, but his physical condition is getting worse. This fat man is obviously not from the right path, he desperately begged for the upper position, and his grandfather lifted him, but it was nothing, but he couldn't use his body to mess around with him.

Yang Qihang was kicked out of the door, and he was already thinking about the worst, such as his grandfather carrying a large and small fire pot on his back, or piercing a gloomy silver needle.

But I never thought of this weird scene - grandpa and Uncle Lang, as well as this fat man, are actually drinking and talking?

The four small cold dishes on the coffee table are all raw and cold meat, grandpa is already spleen and stomach deficiency, how can you eat this!

"What are you!" Yang Lao still dotes on this eldest grandson very much, but he reprimanded him mercilessly, "It's all about making a fuss, it's not a little steady." Look at the fat man, he is four or five years younger than you, he is not shocked, he is calm, and he is like a general! Come and sit down and give your fat brother a toast! ”

These luxurious praises, the fat man does not refuse to come, and provokes Lang Yuan with his eyebrows, and the villain is like this. Lang Yuan hatefully went to get the wine glass and chopsticks - you are proud of the dead fat man!

The ugliness of the fat man was all swept into Yang Qihang's eyes. Grandpa gave an order, but he didn't dare to delay, so he had to pour his face full of wine, and sincerely raised it to the fat man, "Fat brother, I didn't know Mount Tai just now, I'm sorry!" ”

After saying that, I drank it all. Yang Qihang's alcohol consumption is not bad, but it is not so pleasant to suck in three taels of high-altitude wine.

There wasn't much left in the wine bottle, and the fat man poured it into his cup, and while drinking it casually, he instructed Lang Yuan, "Yuan Yuan, have another bottle, and I'll drink two glasses with Brother Qihang." ”

"Grandpa, I'll invite the fat brother alone when I go back. Grandpa is not in good health, and it doesn't matter if the fat brother can't be cured, but grandpa, you can't drink, and you have eaten so many cold dishes. Yang Qihang turned to his grandfather, quite resentful, and his words were contrary to his ears - grandpa, don't give up on yourself, okay?

"Stinky boy, when will you be able to grow some eyes!" Yang Lao scolded Yang Qihang with a face, "Today's treatment is over, grandpa is hot, full of energy, and his mind is also very clear!" ”

"Huh?" Yang Qihang was dumbfounded.

Is this the end of the treatment? When was it cured, a bottle of wine was drunk.

However, grandpa's improvement and spirit are really extraordinary, and his face is also very ruddy - isn't this because he drank too much?

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