In the evening, Ran Tianlai went home with Xue Shengqing.

Today, the factory got off work early, Xue Shengqing asked the workers to go back early to rest, and promised to let the big guy have a day off after handing over the goods.

Yang Zhang led Si'er and a few people to stay in the garment factory to keep vigil.

"Brother Yang, there are just a few of us in the factory, there will be no accident, I brought wine and snacks, let's eat and drink?"

Duan Gong carried a big bag and a small bag, and said with a smile.

"Home-raised chicken and duck marinated meat, there are spiced and spicy, the taste is good, with small soju, to ensure that it is enjoyable."

When Fu Fat heard that there was meat and wine, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Where, show me." He rushed to Duan Gong's side and snatched the paper bag he was carrying.

"Be careful, the wine I take is in small porcelain bottles, don't break it."

"Yes, yes."

Fu Pang and Duan Gong placed the wine and vegetables on the small wooden table.

Peanuts, braised pork, shochu, and some cold wild vegetables, a small table was set.

"These cakes have just come out of the pot, and they are hot, so let's have one by one to ward off hunger." Duan Gong took out a few more flatbreads from another paper bag.

It's crunchy, it's steaming.

Duan Gan's grandmother and grandfather are in this kind of snack business, and they make a small cart to sell at home, and when they finish selling and when they go home.

He told his grandparents that he was going to come to a friend's house for the night, and the old man was afraid that they would be hungry after playing too long at night, so he specially packed a lot of food.

"Grandparents still prepare wine for you?"

Fu fat smacked his tongue.

It smells strange.

"This is the sorghum wine that my grandfather brewed himself, where did he give it to me, I secretly packed a few bottles out, these small porcelain bottles are still useful to my grandfather, be careful not to break them when I drink them later, I have to secretly put them back tomorrow."

A brown palm-sized porcelain vase resembling a gourd.

There were six bottles on the table.

Ma Tao didn't come, and Yang Zhang only had four people.

Six bottles of wine.

"Why do you take so much?" Fu Fat licked his lips.

"I don't know if Brother Tao will come, I prepared him." Duan Gong's eyes flashed slightly, explaining.

"What about this bottle?"

"I drink a lot, I can't drink two bottles!" Duan Gong put the bottle of wine in front of him.

Si'er blinked: "Brother Duan, why are you blushing." ”

"Who, who blushed?" Duan Jian avoided Si'er's gaze, opened the cap of the bottle and poured wine into the small cup.

The scent wafted out.

Yang Zhang's attention was also attracted.

He narrowed his eyes: "It's okay to eat meat, just drink wine, pole, if you want to drink, drink two sips less and taste it, and after tomorrow, I will invite you." ”

Duan Gang laughed: "Brother Yang, we have inspected this garment factory inside and out, just the four of us, don't worry, such a little wine is not intoxicating, drink warm and good vigil." ”

Si'er whispered: "It's not cold at night, and it's warm if you don't drink." ”

"Don't talk, kids." Duan Pole glared at him.

"I'm not young," Si'er was unconvinced: "If you think I'm a child, then why do you prepare soju for me?" ”

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Hey, kid, he's getting better at talking.

He picked up the glass in front of him, raised his head and drank the wine from the glass in one gulp, and added another glass to himself.

"Brother Yang, you really don't drink?" Duan Gong shouted with a grin.

Yang Zhang shook his head.

I always feel unsure.

When he sent Cheng Jie away, he could see his unwillingness and anger in Cheng Jie's eyes.

How can such a person just forget about it?