Extraordinary Genius

Although the farm is small and still has no 20,000 people, it is not much bigger than many towns, but it is like a restaurant, a hostel or something.

This restaurant is new this year, belongs to a couple of restaurants, only two couples plus relatives are busy, inexpensive and taste familiar, but because there are few restaurants on the farm, the business of this small restaurant is good.

When Feng Yu arrived, there were already four tables in the house. After the three of them sat down, Wen Dongjun ordered six dishes without any courtesy, of which they were all vegetables except for the cold at home.

Liu Jichuan frowned slightly. Can three people eat so much? But think about it. He said it was his treat, and he didn't have the nerve to say anything. After discharge, the conditions at home were much better, and he still had some money in his pocket.

How did he know that neither Wen Dongjun nor Feng Yu intended him to pay for it? We usually go out to eat. Feng Yu pays for the big restaurants. Wen Dongjun pays for the small restaurants. Wen Dongjun pays for the meals today. Of course the order is not soft.

“White beer?” Wen Dongjun looked provocatively at Feng Yu. He knew that Feng Yu couldn't drink enough wine. He dared to greet him today and couldn't kill him!

“I just drove back today. I'm a little drowsy, so I'll have a beer. Dong Jun, you stay with Brother Chuan for a little while. Ma'am, a bottle of 60 degrees North Wilderness and a beer.” Feng Yu shouted.

Wen Dongjun watched Feng Yu smile, car sickness? For the first time I've ever heard of driving and car sickness!

But just so you know, if you want a beer, you can have it too!

Liu Jichuan didn't say anything. After the peanut rice from the boss's wife came up, he held the cup and touched the two first.

Feng Yu looked up: “I'm dry, you can do whatever you want. ”

Wen Dongjun looked at Feng Yu obliquely. What do you mean, grass? A beer drinker, a fur glass with us? Try a bottle of liquor and I'll get you under the table!

However, Wen Dongjun saw Feng Yu give him a look. After so many years of tacit agreement between the two men, he immediately understood that Feng Yu was going to pour Liu Jichuan down.

He thought Feng Yu was bad. He had no idea. Feng Yu wanted Liu Jichuan to spit the truth after drinking!

Liu Jichuan listened to Feng Yu say he was dry, then Wendong Army stunned for a moment, then drank a large sip. Three or two glasses, down a third, that's one or two white.

When he returned from his career, he met two friends for the first time. He was not ashamed to say anything. He bit his teeth, took a big sip of stuffy head, a hot feeling, from his mouth to his stomach. He coughed forcefully and quickly ate a few pieces of peanut pressure.

Wen Dongjun couldn't stand this big mouth, but he drank more than Liu Jichuan in the past few years. Plus, he was in good health. At Feng Yu's house, he ate a big apple, which is fine for now.

One beer went down, Feng Yu sent out a comfortable sound, beautifully clamped two peanuts, um, incense.

“Brother Chuan, you have a good amount of wine. Looks like you'll have a good time today.” Wen Dongjun was also somewhat surprised to see that Liu Jichuan was able to take a bite or two of white.

Liu Jichuan cried bitterness in the dark. I knew I'd just had a sip of it. In the past few years in the army, except for New Year's Eve, he was not allowed to drink at all, and there was discipline. And the only time he drank too much was the day before he came back.

Before he went to the army, the conditions at home were bad, not that he hadn't drunk, but he really hadn't drunk. But the last thing they like about being in the army is to admit that they can't even say they can't drink. Looks like the second drunk of my life, today.

“You must have fun today, Woo. Have some more beer.” Liu Jichuan said.

“Rest assured, there must be plenty to drink. Yo, the cold food's on, come on, have another drink.” Feng Yu picked up the glass again and touched them. He didn't say anything and just did it.

Wen Dongjun didn't say anything very tacitly. He looked back and did half of the work again. This is only two sips, he feels a little too fast, usually this 60-degree white wine, he can drink half a pound too. Liu Jichuan was even more embarrassed and his face was already red.

Next, Feng Yu deliberately slowed down slightly. He kept telling Wen Dongjun to drink slowly and slowly, as if Wen Dongjun was irrigating Liu Jichuan.

Wen Dongjun stomped Feng Yu's foot hard down there. You fucking told me to fill him up. Now you're a good guy again!

How did he know that Feng Yu was trying to relax Liu Jichuan's vigilance, otherwise the meaning of drinking was too obvious, maybe Liu Jichuan would not drink it.

Well, that's what I learned from my brother-in-law. It was supposed to be used against Kirilenko, but it seems to be used on Liu Jichuan and works well.

Both Wen Dongjun and Liu Jichuan ate heavily after all the dishes came up. Not two people are hungry, but they want to fill their stomachs with food. Feng Yu eats slowly, not to mention that the restaurant is very well crafted.

Wen Dongjun and Liu Jichuan also drank up a bottle of white wine after Feng Yu's bottle of beer went belly down.

“Ma'am, another bottle of white, one beer.” Feng Yu shouted.

Wen Dongjun has already measured up. He looks at Feng Yu. Why are you still drinking? Don't you see Liu Jichuan can't do it anymore? One more sip and he'll probably have to throw up!

Feng Yu served them warmly, poured wine or something, Feng Yu was the best at it.

“Come on, Brother Chuan, it's been so long, we'll have one alone, I'll do it, you can do whatever you want.” Feng Yu brazenly waited for Liu Jichuan to say something and dry the beer in the cup. He can't get drunk with two beers anyway.

Liu Jichuan drank a hard sip of white wine, breathed heavily and tried to keep his head clear.

“Brother Chuan, remember that time we went hunting together?” Feng Yu asked.

Wen Dongjun immediately said excitedly: "Right, right, that time I caught a bear blind man! ”

Feng Yubai glanced at Wen Dongjun. Is that your credit? If it weren't for Liu Jichuan, we'd both be there!

Liu Jichuan said with a red face: “Yes, how can you not remember? ”

Feng Yu stared into Liu Jichuan's eyes and saw the color of memories in his eyes. But Liu Jichuan's own eyes were a little dull, and Feng Yu didn't really see what else was in it.

“Dong Jun, do you have a cigarette? Then go out and buy me a bag of Mount Red Tower. ”

I don't smoke. What cigarette? You don't smoke, either. What kind of cigarette do I get? Oh, maybe it's to entertain Chuan.

Wen Dongjun went to buy cigarettes. Feng Yu looked around and was surrounded by drinking alcohol. He was probably the sober one besides the boss and mother standing at the counter. The boss is also a little far from their table, plus the scrambled dishes in the kitchen, and the other drinkers are talking too much, and I don't think they can hear what they're saying.

“Brother Chuan, after all these years, I've been wanting to ask you a question. If I hadn't come with you, would the East Army have come back? ”