The Chinese New Year's Eve of the New Third Regiment was very simple, and the cooking class added meals to the soldiers.

At the regimental headquarters of the New Third Regiment, except for Monk Wei and Sun Desheng Sahuan, all the other battalion commanders arrived.

In addition to a basket of boiled peanuts, an exception was made for a table of dishes, regardless of the quality, the amount was enough.

There is no staggering, holding a broken bowl with open teeth.

Han Feng said, "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, there are not so many rules, the meals are full, the wine is well, if anyone doesn't eat well, don't drink well, then it's no wonder others, you can eat badly here in Lao Tzu, then what else can you have?"

In addition, today Lao Tzu put his words here, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, our brothers drink, only about brothers, there is no regiment commander and battalion commander.

If you think it's inappropriate to call me by my name directly, just call me Lao Han. ”

"Come on, old history, let's go with each other."

Henan Yan Shi Wen is a frank character, since Han Feng said so, he naturally did not twist, and picked up the kiln bowl, "...... Old Han,! ”

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Look, how smooth the old history shouts!" Actually, I'm not too old between our brothers, you just call me Xiao Han, that's right.

But Lao Han sounds so feeling, let's do it today, no matter how high or low the position, no matter how old or old, we will add the word "old", so that it seems cordial.

I'm done with the old history, the brothers are all seated, I'm going to play in circles today, come one by one, and no one can be left behind.

Old Deng, you are next. ”

Deng Pangle said: "Do you know our head of the group...... Lao Han's amount of alcohol, a few of us have a poor amount of alcohol, let alone a circle, or a few glasses, you can't find the way to walk, but what about Lao Han? Not to mention one circle, even if we brothers drink three times, it is estimated that we may not be able to get drunk.

What's the matter, we admire Lao Han on weekdays, and all parties admire it, let's just say that this drink bar is even more admirable.

But can we throw in the towel? Usually it's okay to be alone, but today we have a room of brothers! I still don't believe it, so many of us still can't win an old Han?

Don't hide the big guys, I'll come first and him three times in a row. ”

Okay –

"Drink down Old Han!"

"Drink down Old Han!"

Han Feng laughed, stood up violently, and said proudly: "There used to be an old saying in our hometown, feelings are deep and boring, and feelings are hot and bloody, I really don't remember how long I haven't been drunk.

But let's say it, I don't do wheel wars, so I'm not that stupid.

I'll drink with everyone first, let's do it for half a catty to eight taels, as long as one of you lies down behind me, then even if you win, how? ”

Shi Wencai shouted: "Old Han has challenged us, brothers, do you think we can coax us?" ”

"Can't-"

"Then come on, Lao Deng and I have already drunk with Lao Han, and the other brothers are all vying for some energy, and strive to drink Lao Han down in the first circle."

"By the way, don't forget, we still have a political commissar, the political commissar's alcohol is also small, hehe, Lao Han lost this time."

Han Feng's face was a little hot, and he said proudly: "Then you have to think too much, the political commissar is united with me, and it is impossible to fall to your camp." ”

Xu Zilin happened to arrange for the soldiers to add a few more dishes to the cooking class, turned her head and smiled: "Old Han, you guessed wrong, this time I stood with Lao Shi and them." ”

Whew—

The battalion commanders screamed and slapped the table to make peace.

Han Feng smiled bitterly: "Yes, even the political commissar has rebelled now, and the monk kid has gone to the children's love again, and the old grandson is not reliable, I thought he was an iron-blooded man, but in the end he ran behind the butts of other people's girls, tell me, is this still the Sun Desheng you know who fought and didn't want to die?" ”

Shi Wencai said with a smile: "When Lao Sun comes back, we have to laugh at him." ”

Deng Pang said: "Everyone be careful, Lao Han is changing the topic, don't let him rest, hurry up, as long as there is no wine in his bowl, quickly pour it for him." ”

Han Feng said with a black line: "I'll eat two peanuts, right?" ”

"That's not good, if you are the head of the regiment, naturally no one will dare to stop you when you say this, but today you are Lao Han, Lao Han and we are fighting wine, how can there be a reason to eat peanuts?

The big guy said yes? ”

"It's—"

Han Feng glared at Deng Pang and scolded: "Old Deng, you kid have to be scared, after the banquet is over, you will feel good when you are alone." ”

Deng Pang shrank his head, and said with a smile: "Commander, it is estimated that it will not be long before you leave with the team, you just want to clean up I don't think I will have a few chances, I was afraid of being cleaned up by you before, but now I think I can be cleaned up by you a few more times before leaving." ”

It was originally like a joke, but when it came out of Deng Pang's mouth, everyone didn't laugh, but fell silent.

Han Feng said: "Lao Deng, you see that you are quite good at talking on weekdays, why are you so cold when you make a joke today, you don't even have a cheer, how can this be a real brother, why don't you pick up the wine bowl and them?" ”

He Zhenguo raised the bowl: "Old Deng, I respect you." ”

"Rely on me, let me say this."

Deng Pang picked up the bowl and with He Zhenguo, just picked up the bowl, the wine touched his lips, suddenly reacted to something, and hurriedly said:

"Lao He, don't drink it yet, let's get into Lao Han to sow discord, today it's our big guy who drinks Lao Han, if we drink it in advance, this is not internal friction!"

"Reasonable, reasonable, Lao Han is too cunning, we almost fell for it."

"Hurry up, Lao Han is out of wine, don't you have any eyesight? Hurry up and pour it on. ”

Han Feng saw that the trick did not succeed, so he had to raise the bowl and fight one by one.

"Old Han, I don't admire much, you are the one I admire the most, don't say anything, what I want to say is in the wine, I have to do three bowls with you today." Dong Chenghai is domineering and leaking.

The other battalion commanders applauded one after another, saying that Lao Dong was a tough guy.

Bang Dong –

After three bowls, the brothers were still waiting for Dong Chenghai to stand up and give the big guy a few words of encouragement.

Who knew that this guy was too uncompetitive - he actually got under the table along the bench, and when he was finally fished out from under the table by Sven, the whole person was already so confused that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Lao Shi said disdainfully: "Lao Dong, this guy looks at the five big and three coarse, who knows that the amount of alcohol is so bad, he looks like a girl." ”

"That's it, that's good, we haven't started drinking yet, so let's pour one first."

"Who...... Says who...... Lao Tzu is still ...... Can the drink...... Dry...... Lao Tzu is not drunk, not drunk......"

"You should hurry up and get confused, don't be embarrassed here." Deng Pang pushed Dong Chenghai onto the kang next to him, this guy was also neat, just lay down, and snoring within a few minutes.

In the end, the wine was completely messed up, and a few little soldiers standing on duty outside the regiment headquarters looked strange, only to hear crackling sounds from the room, and all kinds of noisy sounds.

It's really a mess of cups and plates, and it's a mess.

In the end, I don't know what happened, or if the regiment commander Han Feng used some tricks, several battalion commanders couldn't find the direction of the attack, and they drank one by one, and drank when they caught people.

"Who are you? We...... Be...... Haven't you drunk it yet? Good brother...... Come dry. ”

"What about Old Han? Hey? Why can't Lao Tzu find Lao Han? Old Han ...... Regiment Commander ......"

In a daze, Shi Wencai seemed to hug one shoulder:

"Come, brother,...... No...... Why do you look so much like our commissars? The pectoral muscles are not small, come on...... I don't ...... it's sturdy to the touch."

"Get out—"

A shrill roar.

Shi Wencai staggered and fell, "It's not our political commissar...... The commissar does not swear...... Phew. ”

Han Feng, who vaguely heard this conversation, hurriedly took advantage of the drunkenness to fall down.

One last thought: I didn't hear anything, ahem-