"You can't think about it, you can't do it." Meng Zhiwen lay on the table and muttered, "You can't pick up sesame seeds and throw eggs." ”

Originally, when he heard the front, Meng Zhiyuan thought that he had educated his younger brother well, but when he heard that the back was a little dark, was this treating him as an egg?

"Uncle, my dad drank too much, I'll take it back to the room to rest first!" Meng Zhijun said under pressure, he was really worried that his father would spit out the truth when he was drunk, and the more he said it, the more wrong it became.

Meng Zhiyuan looked at his nephew, who had a firm gaze and did not show any weakness, and waved his hand to signal the family to help Meng Zhiwen, who was already snoring, to leave.

"Zhixiu, you take An'er back to rest, and the four of you brothers are here to practice their drinking."

Meng Zhien's only sister-in-law and eldest son, who is now 22 years old. Meng Zhijun is the son-in-law of the second room, now 21 years old, and the second room has 18-year-old Meng Zhili and 15-year-old Meng Zhihua. Meng Zhi'an is the only son-in-law in Sanfang, and he is only 8 years old this year.

"Hua'er, you drink less, and follow the three brothers well." Meng Zhiyuan got up and left the table, ignoring his son's resentful gaze.

Feeling like Meng Zhien picked up again, since he is destined to sleep in the study tonight, let's drink enough!

Her daughter-in-law can't smell alcohol during pregnancy, so she can only grieve herself!

"Big brother, I think I drink quite well, so I don't need to practice." The third Meng Zhili waited until there were elders at the table, so he let go and prepared to slip away.

"Since the third brother thinks that he has a very good amount of alcohol, then Zhou Yu and Zhang Dong will be handed over to you."

“？？ Zhang Dong said that a thousand cups are not drunk, but they can't compare, they can't compare. As soon as he heard Zhang Dong's name, Meng Zhili was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again.

"You know him well?"

"I'm not familiar with it, it's my classmate's brother who knows him very well, I heard about it." Meng Zhili was full of desire to survive, although he didn't understand why his uncle wanted to know how Zhang Dong and Zhou Yu's wine was, given that Meng Zhiyuan had accumulated prestige for a long time, he just had to do it.

Only by hugging the thighs of the eldest uncle can they live better in the second room.

"What's your relationship with your classmates?" Meng Zhien's right index finger clasped the table, signaling the other two brothers to be quiet.

"Big brother, are you sure it's them?" Meng Zhijun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and finally understood why the eldest uncle wanted to find out how the two people who didn't usually deal with each other were drinking.

"What are you sure about?" Meng Zhili and Meng Zhihua were born to the same aunt, and they said at the same time.

"Yun'er's life's event, do you know what to do?" My own watery cabbage is about to be arched by pigs, how do you think about it, how unhappy.

"I know, I'll go and talk to Zhao Fengjie tomorrow to see if he can get along or something." Meng Zhili patted his chest and said.

"Hmmm! What about Zhou Yu? ”

"Big brother, my direct boss's brother-in-law seems to have a good relationship with Zhou Yu, I'll go and find out tomorrow." Meng Zhijun, who had just gone to the Criminal Department to become a petty official from the ninth grade, thought about his interpersonal relationships.

The advantage of being backed by the Prime Minister's Mansion is that his boss has always been friendly to him.

"After Yun'er is selected, can you also implement it for Qing'er?"

Suddenly remembered that his mother was still worried about his father or white body a few days ago, and it was difficult for his sister-in-law to choose Ruyi Langjun for marriage, Meng Zhijun felt that it was better to leave no outsiders in the field, and the eldest aunt's eyes were like torches.

Meng Zhien didn't say a word after hearing this, his fingers still clasped on the table.

"Big brother, I took the liberty."

"It's okay, I'll talk to my mother about it. Although our three rooms have been separated, we can't write two Meng characters in one stroke after all. ”