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An old table, a few side dishes, a few empty wine bottles.

This is the picture that Zhang Xiaojian has most attracted his attention after entering Ye Mozhu's house.

When he watched Lao Ye walk past, he realized that Ye Mozhu had to follow him, and the impact on Ye father and mother was actually greater than he thought.

So Zhang Xiaojian sat in front of him, drank six glasses of wine, and said a word.

Lao Ye was silent for a long time listening to these words. As a father, although he knew that such a day would happen sooner or later, even if he had done countless mental constructions and preparations before, he would still feel uncomfortable when this day came.

Today, this day was actually the day for Lao Ye to convince himself. Now looking at the shameless Zhang Xiaojian, he once again assured and promised, he had another reason to convince himself.

So, after thinking about it, he replied: "Anyway, you remember, if one day my girl is wronged even a little bit, I will give up this fat body, and I will cut you."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "Don't worry, it will only let her enjoy the happiness."

After this sentence, Lao Ye gave a forced smile, filled the wine, and said, "Go for one."

The two men cheered and drank in one fell swoop.

Lao Ye has done one job in this life-a cook.

Few cooks have a bad drinking capacity, and Lao Ye is considered middle-class among them, but compared with ordinary people, it is also considered ferocious.

Today, I happened to ran into Zhang Xiaojian in the jar again, so he was out of control.

I have to say that wine may be a must for communication between men and men.

In this society, in the traditional Chinese culture, men are positioned as the indomitable man, the mainstay of the work and family, and the umbrella of the family. Therefore, men carry too much expectation and hope.

Most men are not good at expressing their feelings, and often find it difficult to talk about their own thoughts. At this time, alcohol becomes a bridge to talk about.

Alcohol is also a wonderful thing, and different people will react differently after drinking it.

Lao Ye's reaction was to talk a lot.

After drinking more and more, he not only talked about his cooking experience, but also talked about the love story with Ye Mu...but when he said, his head was close to the table, and he kept his voice down, but he was full of pride.

Zhang Xiaojian had a drink before, and now he has drunk three or four more. It is naturally a bit floating, so he talked with his future father-in-law about his love experience with his daughter...

Neither of them noticed anything wrong...

Ok..

This proves that both of you are a little bit more...

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Every opponent will meet Liangcai.

Ye Mozhu and Ye Mu didn't know that, on this night, the low-voicing grandpa and two were on the small kitchen table and praised them to the sky.

Zhang Xiaojian and Lao Ye were both poured in the end and fell on the wine table.

When the dawn of the next morning illuminates the living room, Ye Mu, who had fallen asleep early, woke up first, opened the door and saw the wine bottles all over the floor, and saw Lao Ye and Lao Ye who drank it all. The late Zhang Xiaojian.

She didn't make any sound, even when she went to the bathroom to wash and turn on the faucet, she only turned on the minimal water flow, soaked briefly with a towel, and wiped her face.

Then Ye Mu looked at herself in the mirror, and first put eye stickers on the corners of her wrinkled eyes, and finally thought that the shop would not be able to open today. She was really idle, so she took off the eye stickers and posted them again. A mask.

At about 9:30, Ye Mozhu woke up, breathed out, she opened the door when she was in tears, and saw her mother made a gesture of silence to her.

Ye Mozhu looked into the kitchen, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

She knows Zhang Xiaojian's alcohol volume, and also knows his father's alcohol volume. The two can drink until the end and sleep on the table, which proves that the conversation is good.

This is good.

Then let them sleep a little longer.

Ye Mozhu went into the bathroom for a simple wash, then came out and sat next to Ye's mother. The mother and daughter smiled at each other with a little relief in their smiles.

Mother Ye asked in a low voice, "When should we leave?"

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"When I went to Ningyuan, remember to wear more, not for the sake of beauty. You are not looking for you when you are young, but you will find the root of the disease. When you get older, you will find it all."

Ye Mozhu didn't bother, although she didn't know she would listen to such words hundreds of times after the winter entered, she leaned on Ye mother's shoulder and whispered, "I know mom."

"After you go, you have to cook more. You can't always eat outside. Most restaurants are still not clean, unlike our small restaurants."

"I know mom."

"If you want to eat Mom's chili sauce, you can call and Mom will make it for you and mail it to you."

"Mom...It's not going to be today, so don't tell me in advance."

"Isn't I telling you to advance this matter?" Ye Mu squeezed Ye Mozhu's small face and said, "Also, I have to be wronged at work, and I have to digest whether I know it or not, and I can't bring back my emotions. Home."

Ye Mozhu said, "I see, Mom."

Mother Ye smiled: "Also, in the future, you will inevitably bump into each other. Don't hurt your feelings because of trivial things. You don't know."

Ye Mozhu smiled and nodded, glanced at the brighter and brighter sunlight outside the window, and then looked at the leaning on the wine table, as if sleeping on the desk, with his head sideways, there was almost no water, a smile on his face, not knowing what he was dreaming about. Good thing Zhang Xiaojian.

Did you dream of me?

She thought narcissistically.

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At eleven thirty, after the phone rang, Zhang Xiaojian woke up in a daze, and at the same time Lao Ye woke up.

The first time the two lords woke up, they saw each other and thought of the happy conversation last night...

Zhang Xiaojian forgot to answer the phone, because he seemed to have told Lao Ye yesterday about the details of his relationship with Mo Zhu. Fortunately, there was still a trace of reason left. He didn't describe the heavy snow that night, otherwise he might not be able to wake up now.

Lao Ye also got worse and worse. Why was he stupid yesterday? He listened to Zhang Xiaojian's love process of his daughter...

Thinking of this, an evil fire rushed into his throat, and Lao Ye went around Zhang Xiaojian's face, ran to the toilet, and retched twice.

Upon seeing this, Ye Mu followed in and patted Lao Ye on the back.

Ye Mozhu came to Zhang Xiaojian and said, "You can't drink like this with my dad in the future..."

Before she could finish her words, Lao Ye yelled in the bathroom, "What are you talking about, girl, I can't drink him? How much I drank before he came yesterday. Drink, see if I don’t drink him down!"

Listening to Old Ye's stubborn voice, Zhang Xiaojian coughed, thinking that before coming here yesterday, I didn't drink less, definitely not less than you. Even if you drink, you may not be able to drink more than me.

It's just that he didn't say these words, he saw Ye Mozhu winking at himself, meaning to make his father click.

So Zhang Xiaojian had no choice but to say, "It's true that I can't even drink it. I was drunk and fell on the ground for the first time, and I was convinced that I lost."

Listening to his words, Ye Mozhu was very satisfied with a probe, and quietly scented his face.

Zhang Xiaojian was stunned by the kiss, and immediately exclaimed: "Uncle's drink is as deep as the sea, and it's not bottomed out at all... I mean, Man Jiangcheng probably has few that he can drink."

From the bathroom, Father Ye's proud voice came: "You still have some points in your heart."

Zhang Xiaojian raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Mozhu, and pointed to his other cheek.

Ye Mozhu smiled, did not kiss, and picked up his cheek. "What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Zhang Xiaojian didn't dislike it when he was being grabbed. He gave Ye Mozhu a look that wanted to eat you, and let her realize it by herself...

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