When Sun Desheng spoke, his wife Shao Yiyi came out one by one and greeted: "Fatty, beckon my brother to eat." I didn't know what my brother liked to eat, so I made a few random dishes and chopped a Nanjing-style duck. Didn't I say that their spring cake duck in Beijing is embarrassed to be called roast duck? Brother, if you try our duck in Nanjing, this can be called roast duck......"

Sun Desheng stood up with a smile and said to his wife: "Where did Yang Jun give me the jar of jade heron white?" I'm going to have to get drunk with my brother tonight......"

"You hid it. How do I know? Shao Yiyi smiled at psyllium and continued: "You see if it's in the thermostatic wine cabinet, didn't you say that you have to wait until Shao Wu gets married to open it and drink it." Can't wait now? ”

"Don't you drink when you drink it?" Sun Desheng smiled after that. said to psyllium: "The jar of wine sent by Da Yang is heavy, you can help me carry it out." Brother, you are here tonight, the jade heron white brewed in the second year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty is such a jar in the world. Let's see how the spicy blind date goes, and if it doesn't work out, call it over. Let's get drunk and rest......"

"The Ming Dynasty? It's been five or six hundred years now, right? Don't toss, this wine is drunk and the longevity ......" Psyllium hurriedly grabbed Sun Desheng. continued: "Let's not make such an expensive wine, I can't drink old wine, just drink it, just general." Small roast - two pot heads, two pot heads become ......"

"There really isn't a second pot head at home, or brother, you can make do with Moutai." After being dragged back by psyllium, Sun Desheng smiled, then opened the cabinet, took out a box from it, and took out a white porcelain wine bottle with a blurred trademark from it. said to the little Taoist: "Moutai in the 50s, brother, before I went to the magnesium country, I got it from Ma Xiaolin. This wine is not rare now, so make do with a sip...... One by one, why is half a box missing? ”

Shao Yiyi was serving food to the table, and after hearing his man's words, he replied, "Did you say the liquor in the cabinet?" When I ran out of cooking wine at home, I was too lazy to buy it, so I took it to stew fish. Didn't you say it was delicious last time I stewed the big fish head? I poured a small half bottle of wine, and I stewed another pot tonight......"

"I just said that the fish head was delicious. Dare you to stew it with 50-year-old Moutai. Sun Desheng was not angry, and after taking out two bottles of Moutai from it, he put the remaining bottles of wine back in the cabinet. He continued to his wife: "I left you a few bottles for you to continue to stew fish and meat." Try the stew again and add more rock sugar......"

When Sun Desheng confessed to his wife's stew, psyllium secretly posted the price of Baidu 1950 Moutai on his mobile phone. After seeing the series of zeros in the back, he couldn't wait to scold two sentences, more than one million Moutai wine, you two stewed fish? But he thought about it again. If you say that you want to stew fish when you leave, you ask them for two bottles of 50-year-old Moutai, won't you give them......

It's just that the little Taoist priest was thinking wildly, and he didn't notice that Sun Fatzi was lip-syncing to him - don't eat fish heads......

Just when the psyllium was thinking wildly, Sun Desheng had already pulled him down in front of the dining table. Shao Yiyi said that he didn't prepare much, and he also made a table of dishes. Except for a large pot of stewed fish head and roast duck in the middle, the rest is home-cooked.

Sun Desheng opened a bottle of Moutai and poured a cup for psyllium and himself. said with a smile: "Brother, today is considered home." This table is your sister-in-law's specialty, don't be polite, eat and drink hard...... The rooms are all packed up, and when you've eaten and drunk enough, you'll sleep ......."

He wasn't done yet. The cell phone on the table rang suddenly. Sun Fatzi didn't want to answer it, but after seeing the caller ID, he still connected the phone and said, "Lao Huang, got off the plane?" It's not that I said, I just got off the plane and remembered me. Huh? Treat...... When has this been? My brother and I finished eating...... Oh, the state guest of the fishing platform...... Whole Shark Feast...... Uh-huh...... You also made an appointment with Lao Yang and Spicy? Spico says he's passing ......"

Before Sun Desheng's call was finished, another call rushed in. After glancing at the caller ID, he smiled and said to Huang Ran on the other end of the phone: "That's all like this." Dude, what else do I have to say, let's go over here, okay. When we meet, buddies will also see what is called the all-shark feast......"

After finishing speaking, Sun Desheng directly transferred to another number. said: "Spicy, Lao Huang said he wanted to have a treat?" Why don't you even kiss each other? Hahaha...... He said I'm almost there, right? Lao Huang also said the same thing to me, saying that you are already on the way. It's not that I said, Lao Huang has been learning badly lately......"

After saying a few words, Sun Desheng hung up the phone, and then said to his wife with a hippie smile: "One by one, clean up, take our little five to the banquet, and fish for the whole shark banquet of the state guests of the fishing platform......"

"Okay, let's go, don't talk nonsense, as if our mother and sister are really going to go......" Shao Yiyi scolded with a smile. You said to the psyllium: "Brother, you take a few mouthfuls first." They said that eating was actually drinking, and that time didn't they vomit and come back? Don't learn from your brother, remember, eat more food and drink less......"

Psyllium had never been cared for like this, and he had never met his parents. It was Kong Dalong who raised him. Before entering Shaojing, it was psyllium that served the food, clothing, and daily life of Master Kong Dalong. That old Deng'er opened his mouth when he ate and stretched out his hand for clothes, and he picked the fat and thin. It was only after the little Taoist priest was a little older and had a temper that he corrected Kong Dalong's problem.

Shao Yiyi's heartwarming words made psyllium tears in his eyes. It didn't matter what the whole shark feast was, I picked up the chopsticks and put a chopstick fish meat into my mouth. The moment the fish entered his mouth, a strong smell of alcohol mixed with fish went straight to his brain. The psyllium on the top was black, and he almost squirted out the contents of his mouth. Why does it smell fine, but I can't breathe, how did this girl do it......

If Shao Yiyi hadn't been good to him one by one, and psyllium didn't attack women, he would have been swearing at this time. In front of Sun Desheng's daughter, he couldn't squirt out the fish meat in his mouth, so he could only hold it in his mouth. Because the smell of wine mixed with the smell of fish was too high, psyllium closed his eyes uncomfortably, and the moment he closed his eyes, the tears that were in his eyes just now were squeezed out.

"It's delicious...... "Seeing the appearance of psyllium closing his eyes and 'enjoying', Shao Yiyi took another plate of chopsticks and fish meat in front of him. Continued: "Hurry up and eat, pad a little more. Otherwise, Huang Ran will pour you wine ......"

"Yiyi, you don't understand, you can't eat or you'll vomit after a while. You have to drink some adaptation ...... first" As he spoke, Sun Desheng poured half a cup of Moutai and sent it to Psyllium, and continued: "Drink some adaptation first, and you won't be afraid to drink it for a while...... Come on......"

Sun Desheng half-gave and half-pushed half a cup of Moutai into the mouth of psyllium, and finally sent the fish meat in his mouth down. Then he pointed to the clock on the wall with a smile, and said to his wife: "If you don't leave, it's too late, Lao Huang may not be able to make some trouble." We'll both have to go and have a look, and we'll lock the door after twelve o'clock, and I'll go to my brother's house and spend the night......"

After saying these few words, Sun Desheng and Psyllium had already put on their coats, and under Shao Yiyi's advice, they pulled their little brother out of the house.

As soon as the door was closed, Psyllium couldn't bear it anymore and spit out the mouthful of fish that had just been eaten. Sun Desheng gave him a thumbs up and said, "I didn't spit it out until now, brother, you are ...... enough"