The setting sun sprinkled the red sunset on the lake, and sprinkled it in the maple forest of Wu Zheng's home. The red maple leaves in autumn bloomed at this moment, and the water pavilion by the lake was also covered with red makeup. The faces of the three men As if covered with rouge, the two women had long since disappeared.
Cocktail party, at the end of the drink, it is a men's party, and women will only get in the way here. Of course, if it's a singer, it's still fun. But Yin E and Seinfeld are Wu Zheng's wives! The man was drinking and his wife was watching, how could he still drink.
Drinking smoke on the grill, the forgotten roast sizzled on the iron net.
On a long table on the waterside pavilion by the lake, the food was pushed aside, leaving a section of open space for people to enjoy the wine.
Cheng Xiaojin's kid is screaming and drunk, but the amount of alcohol is incomparable to his laozi. This is only the amount of two bottles of beer. This kid is already a little drunk.
He shook the glass in his hand, and he shook a full glass of wine more than halfway away. He blinked and looked at it, then grabbed Wu Zheng's hand and said, "Brother Wu, you are not kind! Since you have asked me to talk to Brother Qin Come to your house for a drink, why only pour you half a glass? This is not enough to rinse your mouth!"
"Would you like to give you the jar? Anyway, I am afraid you are wasting too much wine." Wu Zheng grabbed a jar from the table and handed it to Cheng Xiaojin's eyes.
Cheng Xiaojin put his face on the jar and looked at it, but in the end he hiccuped and shook his head: "Forget it, the jar is too heavy for me to hold, I'll still use a cup!"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly, and filled him with the half glass again. He looked at the wine jar in his hand and Wu Zheng suddenly thought about it. This sweet potato roast is gone, but this high-quality wine does not necessarily use sweet potato. Stuffed!
Qin Xiang said: "What is Brother Wu thinking! Staring at the jar for so long, is it possible that you are also drunk?"
Wu Zheng smiled slightly, put the wine jar on the table, and smiled: "Do you think I will be like this one?"
"What's wrong with me?" Cheng Xiaojin yelled unconvincedly: "You guys really thought that Cheng Xiaojin was drunk? Where is this going! Give me another altar and I can drink it."
The three of them looked at each other and smiled, and Qin Xiang said, "By the way, Brother Wu, we ran into your disciple at your house when we came today. I heard him say that you are going to pick up books in their library. Is there such a thing?"
Wu Zheng picked up the wine glass and glanced at Qin Xiang's nonchalant expression, and smiled: "How about the real, what about the fake?"
Qin Xiang looked at Wu Zheng's light and clear face, and didn't know whether he was angry or anxious, and patted his wine glass on the table and said, "I said Brother Wu, do you know the public loser? What kind of place is your library?"
Wu Zheng said: "I know! Hearing from Gong Shumei, the boy said that the library of their house is difficult for him, and he can't get in by himself."
Qin Xiang said, "Since you know that you still promised him to go to the library to fetch books?"
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "Then do you know why the public transport company promised his son to worship me as a teacher and study engineering?"
"Engineering?" Qin Xiang looked blank.
Wu Zheng explained: "It's the magic tricks you call."
Qin Xiang said, "Isn't it because you are your majesty's junior, so that his son can become your majesty's nephew?"
Wu Zheng laughed and said, "What do you think about all day long! Let me tell you! The reason why the public transportation research agrees that his son worship me as a teacher is because he knows that his engineering skills are far inferior to me, so He specifically asked his son to worship my famous teacher."
"Just fucking do it all!" Qin Xiang said in an angry tone.
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "What a bullshit, if you don't believe me, let's just walk and see and see how I broke his public loser's library. Then you will know, it should be his public loser who knows what it means to be strong. In the middle hand, there is one mountain as high as one mountain."
This is Cheng Xiaojin, who has been competing with the wine glass in his hand, said: "Brother Qin, or let's get the stretcher ready first! Although the male loser won't have the courage to kill Brother Wu, he still has the courage to let him out sideways. ."
"You look down on me like that?"
Cheng Xiaojin stood up and sighed: "Brother Wu is not a brother to look down on you! It is the thousands of years of inheritance from the public losers. The grand master of the world's craftsmen is equivalent to the scholars of Confucius and Mencius, you Shennong of the doctor! It’s true that you can make gunpowder, and it’s also true that you can make god arms. If you are right, you can also make steel. Speaking of all this...