Tang Xiaodong drank the whole bowl of Tremella soup generously, and then put the bowl heavily on the table!
His cheeks were flushed and his brows were furrowed, as if steam was about to spew out from his head to continue his voyage. His expression was so serious that Qi Lin began to doubt himself.
However, the next moment, the hero on the voyage lay back, with his head tilted back against the back of the chair for support, and he actually started snoring loudly!
Everyone: …
After a moment, everyone burst into laughter.
Professor Song's eyebrows relaxed, and his expression was proud: "This Xiaodong, just now he insisted on going with me for two, and now he can't even handle such a small cup!"
Qi Lin sighed, thanked Song Youde for refilling the wine for everyone, and looked at his teacher again.
How should I put it? It seems that the less you drink, the less you know yourself.
Although Professor Song laughed at Tang Xiaodong so happily, his alcohol tolerance was not much better! Especially when he was drunk, he didn't like to sleep, but...
As my thoughts wandered, I felt my elbow being gripped by a dry, strong hand.
The other person looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Qi, you are a good child! The teacher loves you! What a smart child! If you really go back to your hometown, won't all your talents be wasted..."
As he spoke, he wiped his tears emotionally.
Qi Lin: … Well, this time my drinking capacity is even worse.
Yan Ran, who doesn't drink, was dumbfounded. At this moment, he hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe Professor Song's face: "Teacher, you are drunk."
"I'm not drunk." Professor Song tried to open his eyes wide and looked at Qi Lin: "Xiaoyan, be obedient! You must study hard. Although our agricultural work is hard, don't worry, the teacher is here. Whether you are evaluating your professional title or applying for funding in the future, the teacher will help you!"
Yan Ran: …
It's quite touching, but teacher, could you turn around and face me
She and Qi Lin looked at each other and simply held Professor Song's arms, "Teacher, let's go wipe our faces first and then rest. It's late and dark."
"It's getting dark..."
Professor Song was carried out of the door and into the room, and then he was pressed down on the bed and lay down: "Then I have to go home, otherwise your master's wife will make me dig a hole in the field and live with field mice."
As he was talking, he started to mutter, "The field mouse's nest is OK. There's plenty of food. They won't starve... Where's Xiaodong? Tell him to stop being lazy and dig a field mouse hole for me! It needs to be big, with four bedrooms and two living rooms. If it's too small, we can't live in it..."
For a moment, Qi Lin and Yan Ran didn't know whether to be moved or not. What kind of good teacher is this? Yes, living in a vole hole, and still worrying about students having no place to go...
They couldn't understand why he could show off his ability with only a tolerance of two taels of alcohol.
…
And here is the restaurant.
Song Youde and his seventh cousin looked at each other and laughed wildly: "This wine is really strong! Look, after just two sips, two people were knocked down."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his head and face with his clothes, and then fanned himself vigorously:
"Oh, it's hot. This wine is too hot."
That stream of heat quickly spread from the center of the abdomen to the surrounding area, as if steaming endless heat, stretching all the pores of the person, and causing sweat to seep out one drop at a time.
Even though the air conditioner was on, they still felt like they were in a furnace.
Seeing this, Song Tan had no choice but to persuade them: "Don't drink anymore. I think this alcohol has a strong aftereffect. You may all have to lie down later."
"That's just bullshit!"
The dignity of a drunkard should not be violated. Moreover, the seventh cousin still argued:
"I brewed my own wine, how strong is it? I've drunk stronger wines before!"
"That's what I call powerful! It feels like my throat is cut open when I take a bite. This is much milder in comparison!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Song Youde turned into a brainless braggart: "Good wine, strong aftertaste, the first sip is a little stimulating, and the rest is very smooth!"
"I haven't tasted such good wine in all these years - I'm afraid it's even better than the bottles of Moutai that Xiao Zhu gave me!"
The seventh cousin was also very proud: "That's my craft!"
The two of them supported each other in harmony. They clinked glasses of wine happily and drank it all in one gulp again!
My seventh cousin couldn't help but say, "Open your bottle of Moutai later. Let's compare them to see which one is better."
Although drunk, Song Youde was not reluctant at all, but agreed immediately: "Okay!"
They can hold on, but others can't.
For example, Zhou Tianyu.
He did develop a little bit of alcohol tolerance in the Flower City, but it was only slightly better than Professor Song. At this moment, holding an empty glass, he put his arm around his father's shoulder and started to drink:
"Dad, look at this KTV, isn't it luxurious? There's a big room for so many people! Come on, let me order a song for you - I don't have a house or a car, I can only eat instant noodles...
Zhou Maozhu: …
Zhou Maozhu felt very embarrassed. Seeing his son drunk, he quickly tried to persuade him:
"Tianyu, you can't drink. Stop drinking! I'll ask your mom to help you go back first."
"No! Dad!"
Zhou Tianyu tried to stand up straight, his expression serious: "I just made a big deal today, waiter! Let's drink this bottle of 1899 red wine! All you can drink!"
He was drunk, and I didn't know what he said. In fact, we were all workers, and we had never drunk such expensive wine. Three or five hundred was the most.
But Zhou Maozhu didn’t know!
He only saw his son say skillfully: "I'm booking the place today, everyone can eat and drink as much as they want—"
He had no house or car before and ate instant noodles, but now he can drink wine worth one or two thousand yuan?! He finally knew how he spent the money!
Even though Zhou Maozhu was still drunk, he couldn't bear it anymore!
He slapped Zhou Tianyu on the back and said, "How can you be so capable?"
Zhou Tianyu then grinned: "Dad, I'm telling you, I'm really capable! I've already decided to rent a house close to the company in the second half of the year! Although the rent is 4,000 a month, I can sleep an extra hour in the morning."
After he said that, he started to smile foolishly again.
Four thousand a month in rent
Zhou Maozhu suddenly felt very upset.
…
Men have no sense of time when they drink.
Song Tan and others simply didn't wait for them and slipped out directly, thus missing the farce.
However, when he came back after sneaking around, he saw that the whole table was lying down. Zhou Maozhu and others were nowhere to be seen. The excavator boy and Zhang Wangjia were lying on the ground in a mess.
The seventh cousin had tears in his eyes and was crying quietly in front of Song Youde, which made everyone's heart skip a beat!
Just as he was about to go forward, he heard his seventh cousin say, "That ungrateful bastard, I treated him like my own son, and he left if he wanted to. He told me, how could I stop him? But he insisted on blaming me... "