Ning Huan knew that the word thief eyebrows and rat eyes was a derogatory term, but at this moment, he inexplicably decided that this word was really suitable for Han Lao in this state.

Before he came to see Han Lao, he had imagined countless possibilities, but he never thought that Han Lao would be like this, naïve, cute, and even a little silly.

Just because the doctor asked Mrs. Han to drink less, Mrs. Han put away all the wine of Mr. Han, and because Mrs. didn't let me drink, Mr. Han had to beg Mrs. for a drink every time, and inexplicably felt cute.

In fact, when it comes to drinking, Ning Huan refuses, and Du Mo is the same.

Interstellar talking about things is never about drinking, in Ning Huan's opinion, drinking is obviously a very comfortable and comfortable thing, in the afternoon when there is nothing to do, make three or two friends, cook three or five good dishes, chat together and drink a little wine, life is perfect.

But Shen Wenyan completely refreshed his understanding of wine this time.

He didn't know why people in Huaxia liked to talk about things at the wine table, as if the more they drank, the more they could prove their sincerity, but sincerity obviously had nothing to do with the amount of alcohol.

As far as he knows, Huaxia has had the habit of drinking since ancient times, and he has always liked it very much.

Wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, as long as he is with like-minded people, a thousand cups feel less, and he also knows that there is a saying that words are not speculative and more than half a sentence.

Obviously, everyone knows that there is more than half a sentence of speculation, but whether they are confidants or not, they still come up with a posture of a thousand cups and less than a thousand cups, which is really boring to think about.

I thought that I could avoid drinking when I came to Han Lao here today, but I never thought that Han Lao was also a drinker, I hope he is different from all of them, and I hope he is not the person who doesn't speculate for more than half a sentence.

At this moment when Ning Huan was in a daze, Old Madam Han had already come out with the wine.

"How is it only half a bottle? I remember this wine was still full! Han Lao muttered dissatisfiedly when he saw that there was only half a bottle of wine.

"I don't know you yet, if you give you ten bottles, you have to drink them all, you are the one who would rather hold yourself to death than let go of the wine in front of you, where do I dare to give you a whole bottle, don't talk nonsense, that's all there is today, there is not a drop more!" After that, Mrs. Han sat down coolly and went to continue her big business of cooking rice.

I haven't eaten so much for a long time, and I must eat it back.

"That's okay, Xiao Ning, you don't drink it, right, I know, young people don't like to drink, since that's the case, I'll drink it myself!" Han Lao swallowed at the half-bottle of liquor.

Ning Huan: ............

What should he say? Should I say I can drink it or not? This script is different, huh?

He wanted to say that he could drink it, but looking at Han Lao's appearance of the wine in his arms, he didn't want to give it to him, he wanted to say that he would definitely disagree if he didn't drink Old Madam Han, it was because he was here that he made an exception to drink for Han Lao, and it would definitely not work if he let him drink this half bottle of wine.

So, what the hell is he going to do?? Brain pain!

"What nonsense, who said that young people don't drink? How much can you drink when you were young, and you don't have points in your heart? Still want to drink so much alone? If you dare to drink so much, don't drink it next time, I promise you won't find a drop of all the wine! While Ning Huan was still struggling with how to answer, Old Madam Han stood up.

To be honest, Mr. Han and Mrs. Han have no consciousness of outsiders at all, maybe they don't treat them as outsiders, in short, the interaction between the two makes people a little unbearable.

"Okay then, you've said that, I'll just give him a drink." Han Lao looked at the wine in his arms with a reluctant face, and there was a feeling that the cooked duck had flown away.

But fortunately, he didn't fly away, and he still had his share more or less.

As early as when Mrs. Han took out half a bottle of liquor, Ning Huan's heart was put back in her stomach.

This half bottle is obviously different from the previous wine game, and looking at the appearance of Han Lao's calf, Ning Huan is completely relieved.

"It's okay, let's all drink less, since the doctor told you to drink less, let's drink a little more and have a good time." Ning Huan laughed.

"Okay, good, have fun!" With the dishes cooked by Ning Huan, Han Lao and Ning Huan chatted and drank at the same time, and no one took the initiative to mention Shen Wenyan's "Xu You Three Thousand Lives", and the atmosphere was not bad.

On the other hand, Du Mo and Han Lao's wife, emmmm......

These two people still have a lot in common, such as they only care about eating, and don't care about anything else?

Seeing that the chopped pepper fish head was about to bottom out, Ning Huan entered the kitchen and rolled out the dough that had just been reconciled in advance, sliced it and put it in the pot.

In the past, he didn't know this kind of operation, and he knew that once he saw a restaurant doing this, he was shocked, and after going home and singing it himself, he found that the noodles went down to the juice of the chopped pepper fish head, and the delicious tongue could swallow it, with the spicy of the chopped pepper and the seasoning in the original dish, it was simply worthy of death.

Han Lao hadn't eaten well for a long time, and today's table was full of his favorite meals, so he was still drinking and chatting with Ning Huan, this Ning Huan entered the kitchen, and he also buried his head in eating, this kid came to the house and had food to eat, and he could also have wine to drink, do you want to discuss with his wife to trick him into staying?

At least wait until the aunt who invited me comes back, I have a headache every day.

Thinking of his wife's dark cooking day after day, he really felt that life was not ordinary hardship, who would have thought that he had been running around all his life without treating his own mouth badly, and he should be blessed when he was old, but it was so miserable, really, too miserable.

I've been eating egg fried rice for more than half a month, and I can't eat it like this if I like it, who can stand eating it every day? Besides, he doesn't like to eat egg fried rice, and now he feels like the whole person is about to fade out of the bird, if it weren't for Ning Huan, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

I don't know where the next meal will be after eating this meal, and he really can't bear the days when he can't eat properly.

"Come on, come on!" It didn't take long for Ning Huan to come out of the kitchen with a plate of noodles that had just come out of the pot.

"The last time I saw them eat like this, it tasted great, I'll try it too, can you try it?" Ning Huan poured the noodles on the plate into a large plate with chopped pepper and fish head, and mixed them with chopsticks.

"Wow, it looks delicious." Dummer's eyes straightened as he looked at this.

I don't know why, Du Mo came to Huaxia inexplicably obsessed with noodles, he likes all kinds of noodles very much, this will see Ning Huan doing this, he can't sit still, if it weren't for the fact that Han Lao and Mrs. Han are there, he must have already moved his chopsticks.

Han Lao is a serious northerner, he has stayed in Jiangcheng for a long time because of his work, and he has a great obsession with pasta, and he can't help but move his index finger when he sees the familiar noodles.

Looking at the three of them who were eating happily, Ning Huan's heart was vaguely more bottomed, but he didn't know why, he always felt that Han Lao and Mrs. Han were a little evasive when they looked at each other, could it be that he missed something?