Busy days always pass quickly, and she promised Fengzhang that this matter would be successfully completed after three days of meals, so on the last day, Yang Jingjing carried the Moutai wine brought back from the provincial capital.

The meal was set for them, and the wine was taken out of the bag, and it looked like it was still hearty.

Feng Zhang knew Feng Qiping's personality and would never eat alone, so he brought a lot of it, and the six of them had enough to eat.

As soon as Yang Jingjing arrived at the Yang family ancestral hall, the fortune teller kept snorting around her, "Girl, why do you have a fragrance on your body?" ”

Yang Jingjing didn't say a word, and only took out the bottle of Moutai from her schoolbag, and the fortune teller's eyes lit up when she saw it.

"Girl, what a taste! Know to buy this wine! You Grandpa Ann obey you. ”

Yang Jingjing sighed arrogantly, raised her head slightly, and was a little secretly happy.

This fortune teller is worthy of being a fortune teller, his mouth is good to say, and she didn't feel so heartbroken when she took out this bottle of Moutai.

"I bought it on purpose! Spent all the money on me! ”

The fortune teller hehehe, "Then you have a lot of small coffers, and I usually don't want to buy them." ”

After speaking, he kept raising his eyebrows at Yang Jingjing, so frightened that Yang Jingjing subconsciously covered his purse, "There is no money, the small treasury is all contributed here." ”

"God stick, don't say it, hurry up and bring the wine, I can't smell this smell anymore!"

The fortune teller took the wine, turned his head and replied: "It's all said, don't call me a magic stick!" I have a name and a surname, my name is An Zhihong! ”

"Hey, aren't you the word Shen Gon? Shen Gon Shen Gon, isn't that a magic stick? Ha ha. ”

"Lao Xu, will you also 'sigh'?"

"Hey, what's not?" He paused for a moment, and said in a somewhat stunned voice, "What else will I do?" ”

The fortune teller saw that the atmosphere was wrong, so he hurriedly played haha, "Drink, drink!" ”

"This is the wine that this stingy girl bought with all the little vaults, we need to clink glasses, right?"

"Who's the stingy girl?!" Yang Jingjing jumped to her feet angrily, "Give me back the wine, the stingy girl won't give you anything to drink!" ”

Yang Jingjing wanted to go up and grab the wine, but the fortune teller naturally couldn't let her snatch it, so she opened her with a smile and held the wine high with the other, "Grandpa An is wrong, you are a girl with a lot of atmosphere." ”

"Hmph," Yang Jingjing clasped her hands on her chest and walked to the table they had in the middle of the ancestral hall, not bothering with him.

A few old fellows got drunk, and their mood suddenly improved, as if they had no worries left.

However, Feng Qiping looked at the wine and was worried, "Without a wine glass, how can we drink?" ”

The fortune teller gave him a blank look, "Lao Feng, now you are still poor and exquisite, and you follow the customs of the locals, can't you just take a sip of it to your mouth?" ”

Feng Qiping was choked by the magic stick and couldn't speak for a while, but he really didn't want the big guy to drink to this bottle, drinking a small wine was originally a comfortable thing, if he drank like a process, he felt uncomfortable!

It's uncomfortable to drink this way, and it's uncomfortable for such a good wine to be treated vulgarly.

Although his mouth is so plump, but the god stick also knows that the alcohol brought by the girl is not low, if it is really as stuffy as he said, it will be wasted and his throat will be burned.

He turned his head to look at Yang Jingjing, who was sitting on the stool with his hands propped up on the table, and then moved his gaze down and landed on her half-flat schoolbag.

Either there is a bottle of Moutai inside, or there are other glass or porcelain products inside.

This girl is thoughtful and does everything properly, the god stick smiled......

He leaned over, "We don't have a wine glass, the girl must have." He touched Yang Jingjing's arm and raised his eyebrows, "Girl, thank you." ”

Yang Jingjing glanced at him, raised her head and deliberately angered him, "Please." ”

The god stick doesn't need any face, as soon as Yang Jingjing's words fell, he heard his flattering voice.

"Grandpa An, please beg you, girl, take it out, I'm too hungry for this taste."

Yang Jingjing was very satisfied with his attitude, and she didn't embarrass him, and took out five wine glasses from her schoolbag, which was also a defective product she bought from Zhao Zhaodi's mother.

Huo Tao picked it up and looked at it, only a little bit was missing, she was completely fine, it was still porcelain, not to mention that she was not like Lao Feng, she was so exquisite.

The god stick counted, "Why are there only five cups?" ”

"There are only five at home, and I took them all." There are only five for sale, and Yang Jingjing has no choice.

Feng Qiping smiled, "Old Shen, didn't you say you could drink it with a bottle?" ”

"I..." The god stick, who had always been smooth-mouthed, choked in front of Feng Qiping for the first time, and after a pause, he said stiffly, "It can be and yes, but after pouring a small glass of this wine for each of you, it will all be mine!" ”

"You..."Feng Qiping sighed, "Why are you fooling again!" ”

The god stick doesn't care what he says, he doesn't play tricks once or twice.

He smiled again and leaned in front of Yang Jingjing, "Girl, stop playing, quickly take out the remaining cup." ”

"......" Yang Jingjing directly opened the bag to show him, and there were only two notebooks and a pencil lying inside, and there was nothing else.

The god smacked his lips, "It turns out that he really didn't lie to me." ”

Lin Guoxue, who had been bowing his head and was thinking about something, raised his head and said, "I don't drink." ”

The god stick clasped his palm, "Yes, yes, Lao Lin doesn't drink, that's good, this cup is enough." ”

"Why doesn't Grandpa Lin drink?" Yang Jingjing asked.

Shen Stick looked at it and lowered his head to count things Lin Guoxue, nodded his head and Yang Jingjing said, "These scientists say that they must always keep a clear head, so that they can have a keen sense of smell on the way to the truth and discover more mysteries between quantum." ”

“…… Oh. ”

Because of this bottle of Moutai, the atmosphere is very good when they eat, as if they have returned to the old days when they talked about wine and talked about their ideals.

Yang Jingjing sat on the side to eat with them, today is her last day to bring them food, she hurried back every time she emptied the lunch box, and she hadn't eaten with them yet.

Xu Xin: "Lao Feng, didn't your family contact you?" ”

Well? Got a secret?

Yang Jingjing quietly propped up her little ears, and the person leaned over slightly.

Feng Qiping took a sip of wine and shook his head slightly, "Since they have resolutely cut off relations with me, why do they still come to me?" ”

"Have you forgiven them? After all, blood ties can't be separated. ”

"I can't talk about forgiveness and forgiveness.".

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