Chapter 4342 Until the point is reached
“Take me as an example, if my father drinks too much, I dare to go up and snatch his cup away.”
“But the one in Xujiacun When my father was drinking, he pushed me up to grab the wine glass. I turned around and ran away. Even if I beat him to death, I would not get in front of my father in Xujiacun. This is the difference. ! "
Yang Ruoqing stroked her hands and said: "What Hua'er said is reasonable, it is true, so aunt, you should be satisfied. Xiaojie is your biological daughter. This character is natural. I’m just following you!”
After hearing Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua’s words, Da Sun’s mood instantly improved.
Turn around and talk to Sun.
Here, Yang Ruoqing and Xiaohua said in a low voice: "Auntie has a really good character. Bad moods come and go quickly. She has nothing to worry about and lives a simple and comfortable life."
< br>Xiaohua also said: "Yes, my mother's personality is completely opposite to that of my aunt."
Yang Ruoqing said: "My mother is famous for her buns, but she is also as good as her buns. She does good deeds everywhere and builds good relationships."
Xiaohua smiled: "As long as my mother is happy, that's fine. , a person has a way of living, and this way of living may be the most suitable for her! ”
Dinner was finally ready, and everyone in the Sun family was here.
Sun was afraid that Yang Ruoqing would be hungry, so she quickly pushed her to sit down at the table.
"Ms. Qing'er, there is a seat here, you can sit down and eat together!" Lao Suntou said to Mrs. Sun.
Ms. Sun loves his daughter, and Old Suntou naturally loves his daughter too!
Ms. Sun took off her apron and smiled at Old Sun: "Okay, I'll sit down."
At the dinner table, Yang Huazhong naturally opened a jar of wine and drank together with Lao Suntou and Xiao Jie's father.
Da'an and Dajie are scholars. In fact, many scholars like to drink. When they are drunk, they will write and write.
When Daan was in the capital, he would occasionally go drinking for socializing and socializing.
The drinks were all good, and everyone ordered as much as they wanted.
Ever since he got so drunk at Xu Dakui’s house that his stomach bleeds in the twelfth lunar month, Da’an now has a fear of alcohol. During the Chinese New Year, whether relatives come to visit or visit relatives’ homes, he never drinks at all.
Everyone was aware of his situation and did not advise him to drink.
As for Dajie, he works as the county magistrate in Huguang County. He drinks a few sips on weekdays, but he stops drinking when he goes home.
As for the reason, he didn’t say it, but Da Sun secretly revealed that it was Huang Mao who didn’t allow him to drink. This was for the sake of Da Jie’s health, because Da Jie’s face got wet when he drank. It's as red as a monkey's butt, so red it's scary!
As for Xiao An, although she was eager to drink and displayed the power of a man, she had Yang Ruoqing, a fierce sister, there to control her.
The reason given by Yang Ruoqing is that Xiao An is now eighteen or nineteen years old. It is the time when he is growing up and he is not allowed to drink!
So the three of them could only sit and eat, eat vegetables and drink soup.
“Hey, among the juniors in this family, except for Tang Yazi who can drink with me for two rounds at home, the rest are of no use!”
After three rounds of drinking , Old Sun glanced at Da'an, Dajie and Xiao'an, feeling a little unhappy.
The younger generations could only smile apologetically.
Yang Huazhong picked up the wine jar and said to Lao Suntou: "Father-in-law, I will drink with you and keep it until you enjoy it!"
Xiaojie's father said: "I'll get one too. Come on, third child, fill it up for me."
"You can't drink too much in your body. You forgot that you drank too much in Sunjiagou a few days ago." "Are you having a headache all night?" Mrs. Dasun shouted to Xiaojie's father.
Xiaojie's father smiled naively, glanced at his daughter Xiaojie sitting beside him, and said, "No, my daughter has returned to her parents' home. I'm happy!" "You can't drink too much when you're happy. You are only allowed to drink from the bowl, and you are not allowed to pour any more!" Da Sun said again.
Xiaojie’s father nodded repeatedly, with a submissive look, which made Lao Suntou very unhappy.
Lao Suntou scolded Da Sun: "What's wrong with men drinking? You are the only one who has more control, and you have to control even drinking. Think about your mother, was she like this back then?"
"You Dad, I have been drinking all my life, and your mother never said anything. A few words, especially in front of others, are enough to give me face.”
“You are born to her, so why don’t you follow her at all? Look at you, give me to Xiaojie’s father. What's going on?" Lao Suntou asked repeatedly.
Elder Sun is fierce in front of Xiao Jie’s father, but she is a good girl in front of Old Sun Tou.
She laughed along and said to Lao Suntou: "Dad, don't be angry. I'm not caring about him, I'm caring about him. If you don't believe it, ask him!"
Mrs. Sun winked at Xiaojie's father, who nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, she cares about me. Dad, please don't scold her. She also has good intentions."
Yang Ruoqing smiled. He joked: " There is a saying that beating means kissing and scolding means loving. I guess it refers to my aunt and uncle, hahaha..."
Everyone in the room laughed and said yes again and again, which made people laugh. Da Sun's old face turned red.
Xiaohua, Xiaoduo, Xiaojie, Huangmao and several other young people laughed so hard that their stomachs ached and they couldn’t even hold their chopsticks steady.
After a good meal of joking, the men went on to drink their wine, while the women were busy eating and picking up vegetables for the children.
"Xiao Jie, why don't you eat vegetables?" Mrs. Sun saw Xiao Jie sitting there, picking up rice one by one with chopsticks, not picking up vegetables at all, and the top of the bowl was covered with rice. The big chicken leg that Mr. Sun held did not move.
Da Sun's face was full of surprise, and then asked: "The food cooked by your aunt is delicious. Didn't you like to eat the food cooked by your aunt the most in the past? Why don't you eat it?"< br>
Xiao Jie raised her head and showed a somewhat painful expression towards Da Sun.
"What are you doing, my dear?" Mrs. Sun suddenly became nervous and quickly put down her chopsticks and raised her hand to touch Xiaojie's forehead.
The tension and anxiety in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were completely opposite to when he complained about Xiaojie in the kitchen.
"I'm fine, I just feel a little nauseous after seeing these dishes." Xiaojie and Da Sun said in a low voice.
Yang Ruoqing was sitting near Xiaojie, with Huang Mao and Xiao Shunzi in between. She heard the conversation between Xiaojie and Da Sun.
"Xiaojie, are these dishes not to your liking, or are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Yang Ruoqing also quickly asked with concern.
Xiaojie turned around and handed Yang Ruoqing a smile: "Sister, I'm fine. Maybe I drank a few mouthfuls of cold air in the afternoon to cool my stomach."
Yang Ruoqing said: " I’ll make you a bowl of hot tea and take a few sips to warm your stomach.”
"Sister, no need, it's too troublesome..." Xiaojie said.
Yang Ruoqing had already stood up and walked towards the coffee table over there. She looked back and smiled at Xiaojie and said, "No trouble, it'll be fine soon."
Sun and the others also noticed it. Here, everyone is asking for help.
I heard that it was because of the cold wind. Mrs. Sun was going to stir-fry brown sugar and ginger water for Xiaojie to drink, but Mrs. Sun stopped her.
"Qing'er went to make hot tea. If this girl's tail isn't healed yet when I go home later at night, I won't be too late to stir-fry her. You sit down and eat first." Dasun said.
(End of this chapter)