Chapter 139: The old man was drunk
"Grandma!"
"Okay, let's not talk about your mother, okay? Little Hushang?"
The child just gave up, as long as he didn't talk about his mother anyway.
It's really a small guard!
At 12:08, the banquet officially started. On the stage, the hotel's waiters were dancing and performing, and the guests also began to move their chopsticks.
Before Fu Jiyan had time to take a bite, he was pulled away by Ji Ci who came over at an unknown time:
"Zhixiao didn't come, you can replace Zhixiao."
Um?
The next second, a wine glass was forced into his hand.
Ji Ci was upset, so his expression was not very friendly.
"You just follow me, and you shout when you see me shouting."
cough.
"Okay, big brother."
After that, table after table followed to toast.
The relatives of the Ji family, the uncle in the hall, the second cousin, the third grandfather, the fourth grandma...
There are also teachers who used to be subjects of my wife, from elementary school, to junior high school, and high school, and the minority who did not come.
Everyone knows that the big star came to toast for his daughter-in-law, and everyone let go of the joke.
Fortunately, Fu Jiyan's drinking capacity is good, his IQ and EQ are high enough, and his reaction is very fast, but he didn't fall into the circle set by the teachers.
No wonder many people have graduated for decades, but they are still very afraid of teachers!
horrible!
Just a single sentence can bring you into three circles.
Not to mention, there is still a large group of teachers united together!
After paying respects to relatives and teachers, and then returning to the table, I really couldn't eat a single bite. I was full of wine, and my head was a little dizzy.
No matter how good the amount of alcohol is, it can't stand the wheel battle of several tables!
"Xiao Fu? Are you okay?" Father Ji asked.
Fu Jiyan leaned on the chair and shook his head:
"It's okay, Uncle Ji."
Su Luoyun also put down his chopsticks:
"Are you drunk?"
"It must have been too much. Do you think that when Ah Ci came back was not drunk and unconscious?"
No way, the rules here in Ningnan are like this, as long as you can drink, you can't escape!
Of course, if it's a girl, you don't need to drink, just juice.
Fu Jiyan raised his eyelids and slowly sat up straight:
"Mom, Uncle Ji, I'm really fine, I'm not drunk, I just drank a little too much."
Su Luoyun made it clear that he still cares about his son-in-law:
"Eat a la carte to cushion your stomach, don't make trouble."
Stomach bleeding, gastric perforation or something.
"Listen, I'll eat."
Reluctantly put a chopstick into his mouth, and he couldn't see what kind of dish it was. Fortunately, it was not a pepper or something, but a very soft boiled tomato.
Swallowed, it was warm, and my stomach felt a little more comfortable.
Just then, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.
The child's ear tip heard the sound:
"Dad, whose number is it?"
Fu Jiyan glanced at the call:
"Your uncle's."
Uncle?
The child didn't eat either, put down the spoon:
"Dad, give the porridge porridge a phone, and the porridge porridge needs to talk to the uncle!"
"Eat your meal."
"No, no, porridge and porridge have to talk to Uncle, and eat after talking, Dad!"
Forehead.
"Okay, here it is."
The child took the mobile phone, and the mobile phone was obviously connected:
"Hey, is that Uncle? I'm porridge!"
The smiling eyes were almost narrowed.
How much do you like talking to his uncle on the phone?
Haven't been so enthusiastic about talking to his father on the phone?
Ah.
Would you mind saying that?
Don't look at who has grown the child's **** and **** since he was a child?