The birthday feast began.

Yang Wenfeng and Yang Huan, father and son, as well as Zhang Xiaochuan, who was highly appreciated by Mr. Zhuang and respected in the antique world, were all left in the main seat, and the others also found their own places to sit down.

As for Qin Changjiang and Qin Yongming, father and son, they don't know where to hide in a circle.

The saddest thing is Yang Huan.

He was sitting next to Zhuang Ziqing, and between him and Old Man Zhuang was Zhuang Mingyang and Zhuang Zicheng, just opposite him.

As a result, the old man seemed to want to test Yang Huan's drinking, and from time to time he raised his glass and said that he wanted to leave.

Zhang Xiaochuan also drinks two glasses every day, plus he has similar interests with the old man, so he can talk about it, so he drinks it together.

The ones on the table are all fifty-two degrees of Jian Nanchun.

Although it was a little sip every time, it could add up to a lot, and it was three people, and it didn't take long for a bottle of Jian Nanchun to bottom out.

"Eh, forget it, I'm still crazy if I don't accompany you" Zhang Xiaochuan poured himself a glass and turned to the side.

The other people at the table saw it and laughed.

Zhang Lao can't drink it anymore.

"Ah Huan, don't drink too much" Yang Wenfeng didn't expect that his son could drink.

Zhuang Ziqing also secretly pulled Yang Huan's clothes on the side, glaring at him complainingly, as if to say, you, don't fight with my grandfather, you have to take care of your body

Don't look at it, his old man has to drink a glass every night, and the amount of alcohol is very large, can you afford to compete with him?

Yang Huan laughed.

I don't know if it's because of the time travel, or if it's already a lot of it, and he doesn't feel like drinking now.

The fifty-two degrees of Jian Nanchun was drunk into his mouth, it tasted, but he didn't feel it at all.

"Old man, are you okay?" Yang Huan laughed provocatively.

Old Man Zhuang looked at him angrily, "Hey, you stinky boy, I'm saving face for you, do you know?" ”

"I also took the initiative to come to the door, but I turned against you"

This old man was also in the revolution back then, and drinking was commonplace, and that wine was still there.

It's just that I'm older now, and the amount of alcohol has dropped a bit, but it's still a lot.

"Come, fill me"

The old man waved at the waiter, looking at the posture, as if he wanted a cup of Yu.

Yang Huan smiled, and also beckoned to the waiter, "This cup is too small, change to a larger cup, if it doesn't work, the bowl will also do."

When he said this, the whole table was dumbfounded.

Obediently, fifty-two degrees of Jian Nanchun, do you drink it with a bowl? You're not sick, are you?

Do you really think you're a six-pound brother?

"What about you, boy, bluffing me? When I'm a three-year-old baby, let you bluff? The old man laughed.

"Okay, change to a bigger cup"

The waiter quickly brought two beer glasses and poured them both eights.

"Come, old man, let's go"

"Isn't it?" Old Man Zhuang looked at Yang Huan provocatively and smiled happily.

This kid feels better and better, right

"Yu" Yang Huan didn't say a word, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

"Okay, massive"

Old Man Zhuang also smiled and praised it, picked up the wine glass and drank it directly.

Zhuang Mingyang couldn't stand it anymore, "Dad, okay, don't drink so hard"

"Yes, old man, it's too fierce, take it easy" Mrs. Zhuang also persuaded on the side.

Old Man Zhuang smiled, his face became more and more ruddy, "What is not fierce?" When I was with Yang Huan and his grandfather, we used sea bowls to drink, which is like now, drinking with such a small cup, but it's not enjoyable."

As he spoke, the old man also glanced at his son and Yang Wenfeng.

"Usually let your two brothers drink two cups, it's like killing you, dare to persuade you today? Okay, if you all have a drink, I won't drink it."

Zhuang Mingyang and Yang Wenfeng don't drink much on weekdays, and the amount of alcohol is just that.

Fifty-two degrees of Jiannanchun?

I got drunk when I smelled the wine

"You, don't drink anymore, make my grandfather happy, there's no need to drink so much" Zhuang Ziqing secretly blamed Yang Huan.

"Besides, you didn't see his face, he's getting drunk."

In fact, she understands that Yang Huan deliberately accompanied her grandfather to drink, just to make him happy.

The most important thing about drinking is to have an opponent to enjoy it

When Yang Huan heard this, Yu Crisp raised his hand directly, "Oh, old man, no, I can't"

"What? You can't do it? I've just drunk it, and you can't shout? ”

Old Man Zhuang's red face, coupled with the tone of his voice, everyone knew that he was almost there.

That is, himself, so happy, too excited, so carried away.

"It's really not good, it's up, you can't drink it anymore, if you drink it again, you'll become a six-pound brother" Yang Huan waved his hand vigorously.

"Brother Liujin? Who is it? ”

"Oh, Brother Liujin, it's a friend of mine, and he can drop six pounds and fifty-two degrees of Jian Nanchun in one breath."

When Yang Huan said this, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Six catties and fifty-two degrees of Jian Nanchun?

Well, it's not massive

Old Man Zhuang looked at Yang Huan deeply again, nodded and said, "You kid, okay, better than the two of them"

Yang Wenfeng and Zhuang Mingyang on the side were depressed.

This daring old man looks at people based on the amount of alcohol, and anyone who can drink can do it

What's wrong with not being able to drink?

Can't drink and can't do anything?

What is the rationale for this?

Old Man Zhuang stood up, not to mention, it was quite stable, and he drank six or seven points at most.

"Everyone," he said, raising his glass.

Everyone in the banquet hall suddenly fell silent and looked over.

As the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they are happy.

The old man is 80 years old today, and he looks red and bright.

"All of you here today are family and friends, and I am very grateful to my old man."

Everyone in the banquet hall looked at him and listened silently.

Don't look at the old man has been retired for many years, but that prestige is still there.

Today, none of the important leaders of the country came, but all of them sent birthday gifts.

This in itself is enough to show the status and influence of Old Man Zhuang.

"Taking advantage of today, the big guys are here, and my old man will take this opportunity to announce a happy event to everyone."

As soon as Old Man Zhuang said this, everyone in the entire banquet hall was full of expectations.

Zhuang Ziqing immediately realized what his grandfather was going to say, blushed, and almost buried his head in his chest.

The expressions of Qin Changjiang's father and son are even more interesting, one is envy, jealousy and hatred, and the other is the eyes breathing fire.

Today's announcement has become a foregone conclusion, and no one can change it.

"Life is in a hurry, in a blink of an eye, it is old age, this person is old, it is inevitable that there will always be some things that can't be let go, I think about it today, and give the biggest thing to me"

As he spoke, Old Man Zhuang motioned for Yang Huan and Zhuang Ziqing to stand up.

The two of them stood up, talented and beautiful, and everyone present was amazed when they saw it.

Immediately, they all understood what Old Man Zhuang meant.

"His name is Yang Huan, I believe everyone has heard of him, I solemnly announce now that Yang Huan and our family Ziqing will get engaged one day"

After everyone present listened, there was a burst of thunderous applause.

The Longhai Yang family and the Beijing Zhuang family are close to each other, this is incredible, and it is unspeakably expensive

Mr. Zhuang's announcement now is tantamount to saying that when he gets engaged, he should be low-key and quiet.

So, this group of old fritters who have been in the officialdom for many years suddenly stood up one by one with a smile.

"Come, let's go to a cup of our old man's mind"

"Good, Yu Cup"

The old man was also in a good mood, and he raised his glass.

After it was over, many people turned their targets to Yang Huan.

What is the background of their Yang family, everyone present knows it in their hearts.

What is the future of Zhuang Mingyang, everyone is also looking at it.

Yang Huan is the only son of the Yang family, and marrying Zhuang Ziqing is equivalent to inheriting the scenery and glory of the two families.

In addition, the old man's meaning is obvious, and the engagement should be handled in a low-key manner.

Therefore, they immediately took this opportunity and stepped forward to congratulate Yang Huan one by one.

Pour cup after cup into your stomach.

Rao is Yang Huan didn't feel anything when he drank, but at the end of drinking, he couldn't help but feel a little dizzy and his scalp was numb.

He couldn't remember exactly how much he drank.

"Yang Huan, congratulations"

Qin Changjiang and Qin Yongming, father and son, deliberately fell to the end.

Look at you, the kid is a little unsteady on his feet, and he's almost drunk.

If you drink properly, we are not your opponents, and I will pick you to come out and deal with you when you are almost drunk

"Thank you" Yang Huan raised a cup of Jian Nanchun.

"Eh, Yang Huan, why do you use such a small cup? Don't you have a beer mug next to it? Qin Yongming hurriedly stopped him.

With a beer glass?

Many people around were a little surprised, even disdainful.

Wow, people drink more liquor than you drink, so it's too much to fight for wine at this time, right?

But who is Qin Changjiang, and who dares to speak at this time?

"What? Don't you dare? Qin Yongming asked with a provocative smile.

Although she is not officially engaged yet, Zhuang Ziqing already regards herself as Yang Huan's wife, how can she let her husband lose face in front of others?

"Yongming, why don't I accompany you for a drink?"

As soon as Zhuang Ziqing's words came out, everyone immediately understood that she was defending her husband, and they immediately applauded.

That's a fifty-two-degree Jiannanchun, she is such a delicate beauty, can she not be praised?

Qin Yongming shook his head, "Ziqing, if you drink, then I will admit defeat."

Having said that, his eyes were full of contempt when he looked at Yang Huan.

You're a girl, you have to let your future wife come forward when you have a drink

Yang Huan is the most unprovoked, besides, his mind is still sober now.

"Ziqing, I'll come" Yang Huan pulled Zhuang Ziqing back, then looked at the Qin family father and son, picked up two beer glasses in his hand, and asked the waiter to fill them with liquor

"Uncle Qin, let's have a cup first"

Qin Changjiang asked himself if he was also a little drunk, how could he be bluffed by Yang Huan, and immediately took it.

As soon as Yang Huan raised his head, he grunted, and a glass of white wine entered his stomach.

"Good"

"It's amazing"

"Good Alcohol Volume"

"It's a lot."

There was a burst of applause all around

Qin Changjiang was also a little surprised, he didn't expect Yang Huan to drink so crisply.

Like that, like a drunk person?

"Two more glasses" Yang Huan waved at the waiter again.

Two beer glasses of liquor were poured out, and one was sent to Qin Yongming, and Yang Huan took one in his hand.

"Yongming, I am before Weijing" After speaking, he raised his head again, grunted, and put a glass of white wine into his stomach.

Qin Yongming was a little dumbfounded.

Fifty-two degrees of Jian Nanchun, this guy should drink boiled water?

"Uncle Qin, Yongming, please" Yang Huan made a gesture with a smile.

Qin Changjiang was better, a little bit of alcohol, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and raised his head to give Yu the glass of liquor in his hand.

Qin Yongming brought the liquor to his mouth, smelling the aroma of the liquor, and the whole person was drunk.

Is this liquor?

This is poison, this is dichlorvos

"Drink it, don't make a fool of yourself" Qin Changjiang had a cup in his stomach, and he was a little upset.

As soon as Dad said this, Qin Yongming had to drink even if he died.

As soon as he tilted his head, a glass of white wine poured into his mouth, choking him with a violent cough and swallowing it all.

"Water, water, bring me a bottle of water" Qin Yongming shouted in panic.

It seems that if this glass of liquor goes down, he will be finished.

"Uncle Qin has a good amount of wine, come, have another drink, we won't get drunk tonight."

Yang Huan smiled and motioned to the waiter to continue pouring wine.

Cups, of course, beer glasses.

How can you enjoy drinking it in a white wine glass?

Qin Changjiang listened to it, and he didn't know if it was because the wine was coming up, or if he was holding his breath, anyway, his face was flushed.

When it comes to the end, you have to hold on to it

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