Chapter 1019 is just waiting for the falcon to strike

"Old Ye, what are you talking nonsense?"

Wang Shixun glared at him, he didn't drink it! Why is there so much? What's that?

"Haha, talking about playing, talking about playing!"

Ye Wenbin realized his gaffe, and hurriedly laughed and laughed, and the person swayed to the table.

Wang Shixun carried the pockets brought by Ye Qianqian and the others to the table, and took out two bottles of good wine from them.

"Lao Ye, which bottle do you want to drink?"

Personally, he prefers Wuliangye, the wine is mellow, and the Xifeng wine is still lighter.

"This wine...... Familiar? ”

Ye Wenbin scratched his head and took the Wuliangye in Wang Shixun's hand, and now he understood that his wine had his own number, written on the trademark with a red pen, and a big thorn was written on it, which was his more precious No. 5 wine.

Looking at the bag containing wine, the dark red pattern, which also belongs to his family, stared at his daughter, breathed fire in his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured without scolding.

"What's wrong? Don't all five grains look like this? Fuss. ”

Wang Shixun glared at him, stretched out his hand to take it, and unscrewed it directly.

"Don't ......"

Ye Wenbin stretched out his hand to rescue, but he was a step too late, closed his eyes in annoyance, and was over......

"It's okay, if you have wine, drink it, it's useless to keep it, come, our brothers won't return home if they don't get drunk."

Wang Shixun thought that he was reluctant to give him such a good wine to drink, smiled heartily, and generously filled him with a glass, very heroic.

Ye Wenbin's heart was dripping blood, he planned to get together the hundredth, and now his daughter brought his fifth and seventeenth, but he was distressed to death.

At this time, he has the heart to kill his daughter, he likes to collect, this is his hobby, interest, standing in front of the wine cabinet, looking at his famous wine classified according to the year, the love of the wine giver, and the variety of wine, he is happy.

Ye Qianqian looked at him with a grin, knowing that she would be scolded if she couldn't run home this time.

Li Kaixuan's observation is relatively strong, after all, he has worked as a scout, and he can see very clearly the eye contact between the two masters.

Ye Wenbin's eyes looked like she was going to eat her daughter, and Ye Qianqian looked at her father, obviously being a thief.

From this, he concluded that this wine should be secretly given to Wang Shixun by the little girl who took advantage of her father's absence, and borrowed flowers to offer Buddha to do beautifully.

"Ah, what wine! Good wine, dry this glass, forget the troubles, the old does not go to the new does not come. ”

He poured himself a glass directly, toasted to Ye Wenbin and Wang Shixun, and said cool words in his mouth, which hurt Ye Wenbin's heart, stared at him, and drank his own good wine into his stomach.

Ye Qianqian glared at him even more angrily, her father couldn't spare her if she didn't say cool words, so if she said this, she might have to beat her when she went home.

"Cher, I'll stay at your house tonight."

In order to escape the war, Ye Qianqian decided to escape.

Du Qiujuan went to call Qu Shaoqian, he went back to the hospital every day, but Li Yingxue could find an excuse to leave him every day.

After Wang Haifeng sent Ye Qianqian and Liu Siwen away, he devoted himself to studying, he had to grasp the knowledge quickly, and the more he learned strategy and tactics, the more he looked forward to going to the battlefield in southern Xinjiang to temper himself.

Because the battle in southern Xinjiang was relatively special, the school conducted a targeted analysis, and Wang Haifeng was surprised to find that the content of the school's analysis was similar to what Li Yingxue told him.

He admired his daughter-in-law's vision more and more, thinking about how to fight this battle by himself?

As soon as he had time, he stood in front of the sand table, simulating the sand table into the battlefield of southern Xinjiang, he felt that the most difficult thing to deal with was the ambush of the other party, and gradually formed a set of targeted battle plans in his heart.

Just wait for the falcons to strike and give them a fatal blow.