, wonderful and free of pop-ups! <!--Chapter content begins--> Luo Fengtang smiled helplessly.
"How can you ignore a friend because of sex? This is my wife, and it is only natural that I protect my wife." He said.
She once again coaxed Yang Ruoqing with good words: "Daughter-in-law, please don't make trouble. This burning knife will make your throat hurt. I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her lips and smiled: "It's okay. If you can't bear it anymore, I'll withdraw. Anyway, I'm a woman and I don't care about that."
"Come on, come on, Narisong, fill it up for me."
She directly grabbed the wine cup Luo Fengtang used and stretched it 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 her.
Seeing Luo Fengtang express his feelings, Zuo Junmo, the eldest brother, said nothing and sat aside with a smile to watch.
Mu Zichuan felt a trace of sadness in his heart.
Only other people’s husbands are qualified to persuade them, so who do I think I am? You don't even have the qualifications to persuade.
No one had time to pay attention to the sorrow in Mu Zichuan's heart. Everyone's attention was shifted to Yang Ruoqing.
Because the wine fight here has begun.
Such a deep wine cup, one cup, at least two taels, right?
Yang Ruoqing held the wine cup between her thin fingers and raised her head slightly.
The Shaodaozi wine in the wine cup fell into his belly.
"Well, we've bottomed out..."
She turned the empty wine cup over and showed the empty bottom to everyone at the table.
"It's your turn!" She raised her chin towards Na Risong.
That day Ri Song slapped the table and stood up: "Qing'er drinks so freely!"
Then, he poured every drop of the wine in the wine glass into his mouth.
"Have fun!" Yang Ruoqing touched her palms and reached out to grab the wine bottle: "Let's walk around three times first!"
Then, you come and go, and after three rounds, she is still sitting there steadily, her expression unchanged.
On that day, Risong's face was already red from the smell of alcohol.
Sitting there, leaning to one side, most of the clear color in his eyes was gone.
"That day, Risong, are you coming?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.
"If you can't do it, then replace Brother Zuo and Zichuan. I haven't even had a drink with them yet!"
she said.
The three of you teamed up to drink wine from my man, you guys, let’s see if I don’t cure you all!
Here, Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan heard this and saw that Risong looked clearly at a disadvantage.
Zuo Junmo touched his nose and said, "Qing'er's drinking capacity is really impressive. Brother Yu has opened his eyes."
"I can't drink enough, so I'll take a drink as a punishment and leave the game first."
After Zuo Junmo finished speaking, without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to express his position, he grabbed the wine cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, then quickly stood up and sat on a stool nearby to drink tea.
Mu Zichuan quickly followed suit.
For those who voluntarily surrendered, Yang Ruoqing refused to pursue them and let them go with a wave of her hand.
That day Song was unhappy and started yelling at Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan.
"I was drinking with Qing'er, and you two became deserters. You are so unloyal!"
Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan looked at each other and smiled, Mu Zichuan said: "Brother Zuo and I are not deserters, but those who understand current affairs are heroes."
Zuo Junmo also said: "Qing'er is a master of wine at first sight. Brother that day, I advise you to admit defeat!"
Narisong waved his hand unconvinced: "No, a real warrior dares to face the dripping blood and miserable life!"
"I will never bow my head until the last moment!"
"Come on, Qing'er, let's continue drinking. Whoever pours the wine first will lose!" He grabbed the wine bottle and poured wine again.
Luo Fengtang stood up.
"Brother, I'll drink with you that day. I'll drink until you're happy!"
"Qing'er is a girl, and drinking hurts her body," he said.
But Risong didn't agree: "It won't hurt you to drink once in a while. In our north, women still drink."
"Oh, brother Fengtang, please stop protecting your wife like this. This is a duel between me and her!" Narisong said.
Luo Fengtang couldn't laugh or cry.
Seeing his appearance, Yang Ruoqing smiled.
She said to Luo Fengtang: "Tangyaozi, don't worry, I am sensible, you can just sit down and watch the battle."
She sat Luo Fengtang back down, and her eyes fell on Narisong again.
"Okay, since you are going to fight stubbornly and seek defeat alone, I will let you be convinced of the defeat."
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, and the two of them started drinking together again.
The wine at the wedding banquet this time was not the osmanthus wine brewed by farmers, or glutinous rice wine.
But the most intense burning knife.
It is the kind of wine that can be burned by just scratching a fire stick. Farmers hold weddings, eat meat in large quantities, and drink wine in large bowls. The stronger the wine, the more fun it will be.
When men drink this wine, they have to take a few bites of vegetables to suppress it or to mix it up.
However, Yang Ruoqing felt like drinking boiled water.
I drank cup after cup without gasping for air.
The people watching were frightened.
Luo Fengtang had always followed Yang Ruoqing's instructions and sat aside without interfering.
I just couldn't bear it now.
He picked up a chopstick and brought the dish to Yang Ruoqing's mouth: "Daughter-in-law, come here, eat a piece of mushroom and drink some wine."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the mushrooms beside her mouth, opened her mouth to take them, and chewed them gently.
He didn’t forget to urge Narisong on the other side: “I’ve done it three times now, it’s your turn!”
Narisong's face looked as if it had been burned by fire.
The whole person is no longer sitting there, but lying there.
His eyes were full of drunkenness, and his breath had a strong smell of alcohol.
"Drink, I, I drink..."
He reached out his hand, probably wanting to grab the wine glass, but his hand was shaky and he managed to grab the wine glass.
When it was brought to the mouth, it also shook violently.
It's just as difficult as trying to hold a glass of water to your mouth in the turbulent passenger car.
As soon as the wine cup reached his lips, he suddenly fell off the stool and slid under the table.
"Nahison!"
Luo Fengtang quickly got up and came to the table and pulled Narisong out.
Zuo Junmo and Mu Zichuan also gathered around.
Zuo Junmo checked Narisong and said with a smile: "Asleep."
Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief.
Zuo Junmo glanced at Yang Ruoqing over there, then looked away and said to Luo Fengtang: "Just leave Risong to me that day. Fengtang, you and Qing'er can just go and do your business."
Luo Fengtang said: "How can that be done? Brother Zuo, you are also a guest at my house. How can I trouble you to take care of other guests for me?"
Zuo Junmo raised his hand to stop Luo Fengtang.
"I am Qing'er's adopted brother, you don't have to see me outside."
He said to Mu Zichuan beside him: "Brother Zichuan, can you help me?"
Mu Zichuan came back to his senses and said, "Okay."
Then, the two people lifted Narisong, who was drunk into a puddle of mud, from the ground, carried him on their shoulders and walked toward the door.
Here, Luo Fengtang sent the three of them out of the dining hall and then turned back.
