Chapter 132: Son-in-law Quan, let's chat
"Master Lu, are you okay the day after tomorrow? If there is something, he pushed it for me. And you, Fifth Master Quan, unless the poisonous snake appears, you are not allowed to arrange any work. β
An Ning's sudden order made Lu Yuechuan a little confused.
"Huh?!"
Day after tomorrow? Why the day after tomorrow? Could it be that there is something about the sister-in-law - he understood.
After being stunned for less than three seconds, Lu Yuechuan reacted quickly.
Day after tomorrow.
It is the death day of his little sister.
Look, he said, their sister-in-law, she is a person with a heart.
Their sisters-in-law remember the important days of these people clearly.
She doesn't say anything in her mouth, but she remembers it in her heart.
The eyes behind the lenses smiled.
"Good. Whatever it was, I pushed it that day. Set aside the whole day. β
"Hmm." Gao Leng snorted from the tip of his nose, and An Ning commanded the second-in-command of the ninth place, "Take the food out." β
When Lu Yuechuan walked to the kitchen door, he suddenly turned around and said to her with a smile, "Sister-in-law, thank you." β
People can remember the death day of his little sister, and still take it to heart, that is a love.
Thank you.
An Ning, who was thanked by others, was still a little embarrassed. She has very few friends, and the only ones who have been few are Xinran and Miss Tian.
She didn't have much of a chance to do anything for her friends. Even if she wanted to remember some days for her friends, she didn't have that chance.
Because, she doesn't have any friends.
Such a formal thank-you, not to mention, she really felt weird.
"Thanks, fart!" So, An Ning could only hide her shyness in the most clumsy way, in short, annoyed and angry: "It's not a big deal, do you need to thank me." Bored! β
Lu Yuechuan's eyes smiled even deeper. He didn't speak, and turned around and went to the living room with two dishes.
It's not the same as the Palace of Versailles, Professor Feng's home, it's really a bit pitiful.
It is estimated that Professor Feng's entire house is not as big as the bedroom of the fifth master and his sister-in-law.
As soon as you go out of the kitchen, it's the living room.
Restaurant?
It's more than 30 years old, and it doesn't have a restaurant. The living room is the dining room!
The living room, which is not spacious, is getting narrower and narrower because there is a coffee table, a TV cabinet, two large bookcases, and a desk.
People who feel a little chubby have to walk sideways. Otherwise, you're bound to run into something.
Although Master Lu's height is the shortest in the nine, he is also a tall man with long legs of more than 1.8 meters. Standing in the living room where there is not even a place to stay, it is really distressing to watch.
As for the foul Quan Wuye, whose two legs are even longer, sitting on the sofa that is low and has sunk in, those two long legs that have nowhere to be placed, and it is even more distressing to see Anning. The man sitting on the sofa couldn't stretch his legs straight, and his legs would touch the coffee table in front of him. No matter how you put it, it's very uncomfortable.
An Ning thought 'viciously': I really feel sorry for those long thighs, look at her little short legs, there is no such trouble.
Wherever she is, she can sit very comfortably.
Who made her legs short?!
Oh, yes! She has short legs!
The embarrassment of the two thighs that had nowhere to be placed sitting on the sofa...... She really wants to experience it!
Even if she sits aggrieved, she wants two long legs!
The flames of jealousy almost ignited the peace.
There is also Professor Feng who has the same 'vicious' resentment as her.
Enviously glanced at Lu Yuechuan and Quan Yuhuang, who were sitting on the sofa very aggrieved, Professor Feng pursed his lips and drank a glass of wine.
Long legs, it's so inconvenient!
He is not jealous and envious.
The small coffee table, with only five dishes, can no longer put anything.
An Ning raised his hand, "People who drink go to the desk, don't disturb the children eating." β
This child refers specifically to the little chase.
His mouth was stuffed with rice and vegetables, and he didn't bother to raise his head at all, so he ate it with his head down. Open the back molars to eat.
Lu Yuechuan touched his shriveled stomach, took the initiative to get up, and picked up the wine bottle and glass, "Fifth master, I'll pad my stomach first, and you will accompany Professor Feng to drink first." β
Professor Feng's drinking, he has already seen. It is estimated that if the fifth master is allowed to drink alone with Professor Feng...... Enough to choke.
It's not that the fifth master's alcohol consumption is not as good as Professor Feng's, but that the fifth master will never allow him to get drunk himself.
Especially on the outside.
Even though this is my sister-in-law's maiden home, the fifth master will never allow himself to get drunk. Even in the castle, the fifth master rarely lets himself get drunk. The only place that can make the fifth master relax and relax is probably only the old mansion of the Quan family.
This is not a custom that has been handed down since then.
The first time a son-in-law goes to his father-in-law's house to drink, he has to get drunk. If the son-in-law doesn't get drunk, then the father-in-law must be drunk. Otherwise, this drinking party can't be over.
The fifth master can't get drunk, think about it, only he has to go up hard.
Considering the amount of alcohol that Professor Feng is scared of to death, it really can't be done......
Master Lu gritted his teeth, then he could only let Xiao chase his life. He didn't believe it with Xiao Chai's life and the unfathomable fifth master, and the three of them couldn't drink Professor Feng down together.
Emperor Quan Yuhuang waved his hand and reached out to take the two wine glasses, "Lu Yuechuan, if you want to drink with Professor Feng, you can." Anything else, forget it. Today, the fifth master, I will accompany my father-in-law to have a good drink. β
The implication is that except for the fifth master of his power, others should not interfere.
This is their father and son's business, and it has nothing to do with Lu Yuechuan.
Professor Feng drank dozens of glasses of wine, his cheeks were a little red, and he nodded happily, "That's it." What are you making all the fun about? Don't interfere in my affair with my son-in-law. Go, eat your meal. β
Xiao Chasing Hu ate and drank for a while, and finally had time to look up, he said, "Professor Feng, can I have two drinks with you after eating?" β
"Okay!" Professor Feng was very fond of the little chasing child, "You must have two more drinks with me later." β
"Of course. Professor Feng, don't look at me as a bad drinker, but I still like to drink. It's because of my work that I don't usually drink alcohol. β
If only he had been given more opportunities to drink, he wouldn't be so weak now! In the entire nine places, he could only drink Master Lu, a weak chicken who was weaker than him......
Dare to think, he's a 24K additive-free old man, but he can't drink Lin Wanwan's woman?!
It's no wonder that he doesn't drink well, it's really that Lin Wanwan's girl is too violent.
Ordinary men, there are really few who can drink Lin Wanwan.
After all, Lin Wanwan's woman's alcohol consumption was practiced with the wolf warrior.
How scary, needless to say, right?
Anyone who has ever cooked knows that because they smell too much oil smoke when cooking, they don't have much appetite for dinner.
An Ning thought about it, moved a plastic stool for herself, and sat on the desk. The small coffee table was left for the two people who were eating.
"Girl, you can have two drinks today." Saying that, without giving her a chance to refuse, Professor Feng had already given her a glass of liquor.
Smell that pungent smell. An Ning's smile began to freeze gradually.
Picking up her glass, she took a small sip. I almost spit on Quan Yuhuang's face.
"What is thisβ" An Ning was already dancing, and her little face was wrinkled into a bun, "Is this wine?" That's alcohol! β
Professor Feng laughed twice, "Girl, you really don't understand. β
This wine, he knew by just smelling it, was definitely a good thing for more than fifty years!
Even if you compare it with the elixir and jade liquid that the Nine Heavens Fairy drank, I'm afraid it won't be too much.
The treasure of the son-in-law is really a good thing!
If he could be given a sip of this good wine, he would rather not touch it for half a year!
Emperor Quan Yuhuang casually handed her a piece of paper, and patted his back with a big palm, "If you can't drink it, I'll change it for you." Don't be pushy. β
This thing tastes much stronger than a burning knife. The stamina is also several times that of burning knives.
She is a person who usually doesn't drink a drop of wine, even if she takes a sip of this wine, it is estimated that it is enough to choke.
An Ning's tears flowed down, and she nodded, "What else is the wine?" β
She's not a drinker either. Because of Miss Jiang, she occasionally accompanies Miss Jiang to drink a few glasses on weekdays. She knew she didn't have much to drink, but she wouldn't just take a sip of white wine and let her spicy tears and snot fly, right?
What kind of wine is this, it's an exaggeration!
It's like drinking high-concentration pure alcohol!
I don't know how Emperor Quan Yuhuang and her master's little old man, the two of them drank cup after cup after cup.
What is there to drink about this thing!
It's not just her throat and throat, it's her stomach!
Really, she took a small sip, and she already felt her stomach burning.
She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry now.
"Sister-in-law, drink a glass of water." Master Lu, who played the role of a waiter, handed over a glass of boiled water in time, "moisten your throat." By the way, sister-in-law, you usually drink a little more red wine, right? It just so happens that there are two bottles of red wine in the car, you wait a while, I will ask Xiao Chai to go down and get it for you. β
Xiao Chashou, who was frantically cooking rice, heard Master Lu's words, and was very conscious, as soon as the chopsticks were put down, he went downstairs to get red wine for his sister-in-law.
A glass of boiled water, An Ning drank it in two sips.
In this way, she burned from her throat all the way to her stomach.
"Master, this wine is too strong, you should drink two glasses less." An Ninghong said with this eye socket.
Professor Feng's eyes widened, "You dead girl, why don't you know that you feel sorry for your master?" It's rare to encounter such a good wine, you don't let your master let go, drink it openly, and you actually let Master drink two glasses less? Dead girl, you are too unfilial to you. β
At this time, that small sip of liquor had already reached the stomach, and the throat and throat were no longer so burning and uncomfortable, and the stomach was now very uncomfortable.
The discomfort in the stomach made An Ning even bother to roll Professor Feng's eyes.
She waved her hand, "Whatever you want." β
If you like to drink, you can drink it, anyway, it's not her who drinks and spoils your body.
She was curious, what was so good about this kind of wine, which was no different from high-concentration pure alcohol?
Relying on his long body and long hands, Quan Yuhuang poured the chair backwards, took a steamed bun from the coffee table, broke a small piece, and stuffed it into her mouth without saying anything.
"Hold it." The man ordered, and then clinked glasses with Professor Feng again.
An Ning nodded, obediently put the steamed bun in her mouth, miraculously, she actually felt much better!
"Zi'er......" I don't know if this wine is so delicious that Professor Feng began to tremble, he shivered his shoulders and put the wine glass on the table, "How's the drink, son-in-law Quan?" β
Professor Feng went down with a glass of wine, and Emperor Quan Yuhuang followed with a glass of wine.
Two people, have already killed two bottles of liquor.
But Emperor Quan Yu didn't have anything to do, his face was impermanent, and his dark demon eyes were as deep as ever. On the other hand, Professor Feng's cheeks were red, and his behavior began to drift a little.
But An Ning knows too well that her master, a little old man, drinking a little wine is this virtue.
You can't tell from Professor Feng's performance whether this little old man is drunk or not.
"Just the beginning." Emperor Quan Yu replied.
Professor Feng slapped his thigh, "That's good." What does it mean to drink just dry? Son-in-law, let's talk. β
Chat?!
An Ning's heart tightened.
The main topic is coming.