Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly.

"What's the light friend? This is my daughter-in-law, and it is only right for me to protect my daughter-in-law. He said.

Once again, he coaxed Yang Ruoqing with good words: "Daughter-in-law, don't make trouble, this burning knife hurts your throat, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!" ”

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled: "It's okay, I can't bear it and then withdraw, anyway, I don't care about it as a woman." ”

"Come, come, that sunpine, fill it for me."

She directly grabbed the wine cup used by Luo Fengtang and reached over to receive the wine.

This scene fell in the eyes of Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan, who were at the same table.

Both of them were worried about Yang Ruoqing and wanted to dissuade them.

Seeing Luo Fengtang express his heart, Zuo Junmo, who is the eldest brother, didn't say anything more, and sat on the side with a smile.

Mu Zichuan felt a trace of gloom in his heart.

Only other people's husbands are qualified to persuade themselves, what is it? I don't even have the qualifications to persuade at all.

No one had the strength to pay attention to the sorrow in Mu Zichuan's heart, and everyone's attention shifted to Yang Ruoqing.

Because the sake fight here begins.

Such a deep wine cup, one cup, to say the least, there are two taels, right?

Yang Ruoqingqian's thin fingers clamped the wine cup and tilted her head slightly.

The burning knife in the wine cup fell into the stomach.

"Oh, it's bottoming out......"

She turned the empty wine cup over and showed the empty bottom to the people at the table.

"It's your turn!" She lifted her chin towards Narimatsu.

That day Song slapped the table and stood up: "Qing'er is so bold when she drinks!" ”

Then, he poured not a drop of the wine from the wine cup in his hand into his mouth.

"Happy!" Yang Ruoqing stroked her palms and reached out to grab the wine jug: "Let's go three laps first!" ”

Then, you went back and forth, and after three laps, she still sat there steadily, her face unchanged.

And that daysong, a face was red with the smell of wine.

Sitting there, leaning to the side, the brightness in his eyes was mostly gone.

"Narisong, are you still coming?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

"If you can't do it, then change to Big Brother Zuo and Zichuan, I haven't drunk with the two of them yet!"

She said.

Three of them, together they will pour my man's wine, sample, see if I don't cure you all one by one!

Here, Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan heard this, and saw that Risong's appearance was obviously downwind.

Zuo Junmo touched his nose: "Qing'er's amount of alcohol is really good, the foolish brother has opened his eyes." ”

"I can't drink enough, so I punished myself and left the game first."

After Zuo Junmo finished speaking, without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to make a statement, he grabbed the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, and then quickly got up and sat on the stool next to him to drink tea.

Mu Zichuan hurriedly followed suit.

For those who voluntarily admit defeat and surrender, Yang Ruoqing will not be held accountable, and with a wave of her small hand, she will let her go very heroically.

That day, he was relieved, and shouted at Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan.

"I'm fighting with Qing'er for wine, and the two of you are deserters, no righteousness, no righteousness!"

Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan looked at each other and smiled, and Mu Zichuan said: "Brother Zuo and I are not deserters, but those who know the times are Junjie. ”

Zuo Junmo also said: "Qing'er is a master of wine at first glance, that day, brother, I advise you to admit defeat!" ”

That day waved his hand unconvinced: "No, a real warrior, dare to face the dripping blood and tragic life!" ”

"Until the last moment, I will never bow my head!"

"Come on, Qing'er, let's continue drinking, whoever comes first will lose!" He snatched the flask and poured it again.

Luo Fengtang stood up.

"Brother that day, I'll drink with you, I will definitely drink until you have fun!"

"Qing'er is a girl, and alcohol hurts her body." He said.

But Risong did not agree: "If you drink it once in a while, it will not hurt your body, but in our north, women still drink alcohol." ”

"Oh, Brother Fengtang, don't protect your daughter-in-law like this, this is a duel between me and her!" That day pine road.

Luo Fengtang couldn't cry or laugh.

Looking at his appearance, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

She said to Luo Fengtang: "Tang Yanzi, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion, you just sit down and watch the battle." ”

She sat Luo Fengtang back, and her eyes fell on Na Risong again.

"Okay, since you want to resist stubbornly and seek defeat alone, I will let you lose convincingly."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and the two of them started to fight again.

The wine at the wedding banquet this time was not osmanthus wine brewed by the farmer, glutinous rice wine or something.

It's the fiercest burning knife.

It is the kind of wine that can be burned directly by cutting a fire fold, and the peasant family does happy events, eats meat, and drinks in a large bowl, and the stronger the wine, the more fun it can be.

When the men drank this wine, they had to eat a few mouthfuls of food in between to suppress it or to reconcile it.

However, Yang Ruoqing is like drinking boiled water.

Drink cup after cup, without panting in between.

The people on the side were shocked.

Luo Fengtang has always followed Yang Ruoqing's explanation, sitting aside and not interfering.

I can't help it.

I took a chopstick dish and sent it to Yang Ruoqing's mouth: "Daughter-in-law, come, eat a piece of mushroom and press wine." ”

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the mushrooms in her mouth, opened her mouth to take it, and chewed it gently.

I didn't forget to urge the other side of the day: "I did it just three cups, it's your turn!" ”

That day, Song's face was as if it had been burned by fire.

The whole person is no longer sitting there, but lying there.

The eyes were full of drunkenness, and the breath exhaled was full of the smell of wine.

"Drink, I, I drink......"

He stretched out his hand, presumably to take the wine glass, but the hand was shaky, and it was difficult to grab the wine glass.

When I put it to my mouth, I shook it very much.

It's like being in a turbulent passenger car, trying to hold a glass of water to your lips.

The cup had barely touched his lips when he suddenly fell from the stool and slid under the table.

"Nari Song!"

Luo Fengtang hurriedly got up and came to the table and dragged that day out.

Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan also surrounded them.

Zuo Junmo checked Na Risong and said with a smile: "I'm asleep." ”

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Junmo glanced at Yang Ruoqing over there, retracted his gaze and said to Luo Fengtang: "Just leave it to me that day, Fengtang, you and Qing'er can go busily." ”

Luo Fengtang said: "Then how can it be done?" Brother Zuo, you are also a guest at my house, how can I bother you to help me take care of other guests? ”

Zuo Junmo raised his hand and stopped Luo Fengtang's words.

"I'm Qing'er's brother-in-law, you don't have to see me."

He said, and said to Mu Zichuan beside him: "Brother Zichuan, can you help me with a hand?" ”

Mu Zichuan came back to his senses, "Okay." ”

Then, the two of them picked up the drunken Himatsu from the ground, slung it on their shoulders and walked towards the door.

Here, Luo Fengtang sent the three of them out of the dining hall before turning back.