Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Prose -> beauty is still there

Chapter 081: Good intentions

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    ?

    Leaving Pingzai's house, Pengpeng was carried onto the cart by Jiejie, and Jin Zai was carried onto the cart by Pingzai.  Cheng Qingshan, the smiling tiger, was personally helped by secretary Wang Youtian onto the wheelbarrow, and the second nephew specially spread a blanket on the wheelbarrow.

    Li Xiang also got on the cart, and he climbed up by himself.  The golden-eyed tiger saw Li Xiang standing at the door in a dazed way, so he hurriedly pulled him to the side of the cart and wanted to help him into the cart.  Li Xiang was not happy, he thought he could still walk back.  The golden-eyed tiger was in a hurry and was spinning around. Li Xiang couldn't figure out why he was in a hurry, so he got into the car and lay down by himself.

    Li Xiang was uncomfortable lying on the cart covered with straw, feeling very awkward.  The golden-eyed tiger also asked him to close his eyes.  Think about it, when they came to Wangjiacun, the four of them came here with arrogance and arrogance, and they all lay down when they went back, were they in a panic?  Wouldn't it be nice to have one standing and walking back?  With his eyes closed, Li Xiang was lying on the scooter, and he could see the excited Wang family on both sides of the road.

    Grandpa Qingshan didn't lie down, he was lying on the truck.  Not comfortable lying down?  Why doesn't he?  After thinking about it for a long time, Li Xiang understood: Oh, "a tiger doesn't fall down when it dies", the smiling tiger is drunk, and it won't fall down when drunk.  funny.

    Those who ate together in the evening, except those who resigned first and the women's director who came later, all participated in the send-off and were sent to the entrance of the village.

    Everyone seeing off was very happy, especially Secretary Wang Youtian, who was very excited and greeted people on the road from time to time.

    Headache, dizziness.  Embarrassed, embarrassed!  After leaving Wangjiacun, Li Xiang heard them saying goodbye, so he didn't think about it anymore, so he just went to sleep.

    Confused, as if someone is calling him, is love really calling him?  Li Xiang wondered why he came to Cheng's house.

    "You people, what did you do to make the Yang family's nephew drunk." The voice sounded like Peng Pengniang's.

    "Are you ok?"

    "I think it's better to send it over for a needle injection." There was a lot of chatter.

    Li Xiang thought to himself, that's not right, they are obviously drunk, how come I am drunk?  He wanted to sit up, but felt that his head was too heavy. When he opened his eyes, he found that the front of his cart was full of people.

    "woke up!"

    "woke up!"

    "Grandpa, Qiang cub has woken up." This was Pengpeng's voice.  Li Xiang sat up hard and looked at Pengpeng, "Aren't you drunk?" Ai Zhen pushed Li Xiang, "You are drunk and still talking drunk. Get out of the car."

    "Where's the golden cub, is he all right?"

    "I'm here, do you really have a problem with your eyes?" The golden cub also learned to wink.

    "What about grandpa? He didn't drink too much?" Li Xiang was even more surprised. He saw with his own eyes that they had drunk too much, and they were carried into the car.

    "You're the only one who drank too much and can't get down?" Ai Zhen stretched out her hand to pull him down.  Li Xiang came down by himself.

    When Li Xiang came to the front of the hall, he saw the old man majesticly sitting above the Eight Immortals table, the golden-eyed tiger with his legs crossed, sitting leisurely on the Taishi chair, smoking a hookah, and the other people were either standing or sitting, all smiling.  He wondered: happy, come back in a big defeat, what is there to be happy about.

    The old man said, "Qiang Zai, wake up, okay, come here, come and sit. Pengpeng, ask your mother to make some supper for everyone to eat. I'm hungry."

    When Pengpeng returned to the table, Li Xiang asked him, "I clearly saw that you couldn't stand up, and then you fell down. What's going on? Are you pretending?"

    "Drinking is drinking too much, but it's not too drunk to be sober. Their goal is to get the three of us drunk. You are not their main target. They won't stop until we get drunk."

    "Have you discussed it with grandpa?" Li Xiang thought, then he should say hello.

    "You don't need to say hello. They often accompany me with guests, and I'm used to it. Qiang Zai, you have little experience in the wine field, and you will gradually understand the mystery." The old man looked very serious.

    Not missing this opportunity, Li Xiang quickly asked, "Grandpa, did you drink the last bowl of wine?"

    "What do you think? Didn't you see me drinking it?"

    "I guess you vomited it up. The second son's son, Pingzai, followed you and watched." Li Xiang wanted to remind him that maybe Pingzai saw it.

    "Did he say I vomited? Didn't the female director go to check it? If I vomit, can they not say it?" Grandpa Qingshan has been very serious.

    Li Xiang remembered what Pengpeng said, when his grandfather laughed, it was better for others not to provoke him.  He didn't smile, but said it didn't matter.  "Grandpa, to be honest, I'm afraid everyone believes that you drank it."

    "Hehe, it's up to them to believe it or not, they have to speak with facts, don't they?" The old man saw the big??Talk on and on.  Which one is the real old man?  A man has more than one side, how many sides does the old man have?  How many lesser-known stories does he have?  How many unknown secrets are there?

    "Qiang Zai, didn't you ask me if I drank that bowl of wine? If it was twenty years ago, I could drink it, but now that I am old, I won't show off my prestige. I will tell you frankly today, I  I didn¡¯t drink it down, but where did the wine go? I can¡¯t tell you. It¡¯s a trivial matter, not glorious. What I can only tell you young people is that there is something different from the rubber that Pengpeng bought at the Chinese drugstore.  Let me know when you can break the relationship, and I will treat him to a drink." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report