"It's not good to be happy. You can't drink too much because you are old!" Da Sun didn't care about controlling Lao Suntou in other aspects, but when it came to drinking, she was very principled. She immediately got up and came over to seize Lao Suntou's hand.

The wine cup inside.

Seeing that the wine cup was about to be snatched away by Mrs. Sun, Mr. Sun became anxious and turned to Mr. Sun and Yang Huazhong for help.

Mrs. Sun quickly stood up and stopped the eldest Mrs. Sun, and said with a smile: "Sister, our family has not been as ready as this for a long time. Our father is happy, so just let him drink two cups."

Da Sun said: "Sister, didn't you see it at noon? Our father and Mo Genna drank so hard that they couldn't stick their tongues out. We still drank like this at night. If we really drink and cause problems later, it would be extremely joyful and sad."

"Ah? Is it that serious?" Mrs. Sun couldn't help but feel a little shaken.

Da Sun said: "How can it not be serious? I heard that many old men drank too much in their early years. In the end, they drank until they had gout and couldn't get up. They couldn't speak and their mouths were tilted to one side."

As the eldest Sun spoke, she imitated the crooked eyes and slanted mouth. Mrs. Sun and the others looked nervous, but the children at the table were all amused.

Crisp laughter and childish voices lingered in the private room, instantly making the serious atmosphere relaxed and joyful.

Yang Huazhong held back his laughter and said to Mrs. Sun: "Sister, don't worry, we don't drink much at night, we just drink one or two cups to warm our hands and feet so that we can sleep."

Yang Huazhong helped to plead for mercy, which made Da Sun a little shaken, but Da Sun still couldn't make up her mind.

At this time Yang Ruoqing also came over, holding a white porcelain vase in her hand.

"Auntie, I won't be allowed to drink soju. I brought fruit wine. It's okay to drink this."

Yang Ruoqing shook the white porcelain bottle in front of Da Sun.

Da Sun said: "You can drink fruit wine, but you can't drink too much. It is still wine after all."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Yes, yes, aunt is right."

Da Sun then stomped back to her seat, and then began to pick up food for Xiao Shunzi and the others.

Here, Lao Suntou heard that the drink he was given was fruit wine, but the boss was reluctant and muttered: Fruit wine is for children, what should I do with it?"

"Gong Gong, some drinking is better than nothing. My aunt is also thinking about your health!" Yang Ruoqing sat down next to Lao Suntou and said with a smile.

Old Suntou seemed a little aggrieved, so he lowered his voice and said to Yang Ruoqing: "On weekdays, your aunt supervises me very strictly at home. I only drink wine once every three days, and I can't drink more than two taels each time. It's not easy for me to go out here."

, you still can’t let me drink to my heart’s content?”

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

Although Ga Gong’s words were all complaints and condemnations against his eldest aunt, how did she look at this old man and think he was a master of Versailles literature?

Where is this complaint? This is simply showing off one's own happiness!

Having said that, deep down Yang Ruoqing agreed with Da Sun's approach.

Elderly people should really stay away from smoking and drinking as they get older. Favoritism is no joke.

Rationally speaking, we want to ban old men from smoking and drinking. But emotionally, we can't bear to be so harsh.

After all, everyone has their own hobbies. Hobbies, to some extent, are also that person's attachment and desire for the world. They are an important rope that binds him to stay in this world.

Those who commit suicide no longer have any attachment to this world...

So, it’s good to keep some hobbies.

Of course, if your hobbies are murder, arson, eating, drinking, gambling, cheating, and other bad hobbies that endanger other people's lives and property...then you'd better die!

"Gong Gong, please stop mumbling. The fruit wine is tainted with the smell of wine. If you keep mumbling, it will annoy my eldest aunt. Then we will use tea instead of wine and water instead of wine. Can you

Yes?"

Lao Suntou's expression froze for an instant, and then he waved his hands repeatedly: "Fruit wine is just a fruit bar, hey!"

Yang Ruoqing patted Lao Sun on the shoulder and said, "Gong Ga, just be content with what you have. You drank almost seven taels with Uncle Mo Gen at noon. Take it easy these two days, and wait for your eldest grandson Xiao An to get married the day after tomorrow.

There will definitely be wine to drink by then, and my aunt will not dare to stop you!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Suntou's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up with light, "Yes, yes, yes, you can still drink it the day after tomorrow, so I'll recharge my batteries in the past two days!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head in a funny way. When it comes to wine, Grandpa is just an old kid.

But in this regard, Yangtou is not much better, they all like wine.

Moreover, Lao Yangtou's sudden paralysis was most likely related to drinking. Uncle Forbes had mentioned this before.

But Lao Yangtou was very resistant to Fu Bo's statement, and even scolded him, refusing to admit that his legs were related to drinking.

After everyone had eaten and drank enough, they went back to their rooms to rest.

However, Luo Fengtang and Xiao An were not sleepy at all.

"Brother-in-law, I'm ready, what about you?"

In the room, Yang Ruoqing had just made a bowl of tea and was about to share it with Luo Fengtang, when Xiao An's deliberately lowered voice came from outside the window.

Yang Ruoqing glared hard at the figure reflected on the window paper, thinking that this guy is really impatient, and he came just after eating.

"That's not what you discussed with him, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang in a low voice.

Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly, "He arrived two hours early."

Forehead……

Yang Ruoqing shook her head, "There's nothing I can do, he's probably too excited and can't control it."

Luo Fengtang nodded, took a few sips of her tea, "Then I'll go and get busy. You can have a good rest and don't have to wait for me."

Yang Ruoqing pulled his cuffs and said, "Both you and Xiao An, please pay attention to safety."

Luo Fengtang smiled and said, "Don't worry, everything is ready. Wait for my good news tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing came to the window, gently pushed open a gap, and watched as they led the two horses and quietly left from the backyard.

The time to close the net has arrived.

Changping Village, old house.

The fourth room was filled with thunderous snoring.

The snoring belonged to Yang Huaming, and the sound was like thunder.

There was also the crunching sound of teeth grinding, which was so frightening that the two sounds mixed together one after another, making the wood on the bed reverberate and making the tiles on the roof tremble.

In this quiet winter night, it was particularly obvious that the window of the east room was violently pushed open, and Mrs. Tan, who was wearing obscene clothes, threw a shoe from the window and hit the door of the fourth room with a bang.

However, this little movement had no impact at all on the couple in the fourth house.

The sound of snoring and teeth grinding continued one after another, deafening, and it was all in vain to get in one of Tan's shoes.

Mrs. Tan was so angry that she didn't care that she was only wearing obscene clothes. She leaned her upper body out of the window and cursed at the fourth room opposite: "You two lazy guys are not reliable at all. I asked you to go to the third room."
Chapter completed!