My plug-in is not that strong

Chapter 183 New Year's Eve Dinner

When the share of firecrackers is set off tonight, the New Year's Eve dinner is also full of dinner tables.

Amidst the rumbling sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside, and the jubilant noise of the Spring Festival Gala on TV, the seven members of Song Pa, Song Ma, Song Yu, Song Yuan, Lao Sun, Sun Qian, and Qiang Ba gathered lively A round table, happily eating the New Year's Eve dinner.

In addition to the must-eat dumplings, there are really a lot of dishes, such as grilled chicken, sweet and sour fish, beef balls, candied sweet potatoes, and seasonal vegetables, a large table is full.

Of course, wine and drinks are also indispensable to add to the fun.

"Tsk tsk~ Brother Sun, the wine you brew is really worthless, come on, let's have another one!" Father Song raised his glass to the old grandson.

"Brother Song, let's go!" Lao Sun on the side clinked glasses with him very face-saving.

On the whole table, these two people are the most able to drink, and they drink endlessly.That is to say, for the sake of tonight's New Year's Eve, the family is happy, otherwise Song's mother would have reprimanded Song's father.

"Qianqian, eat more." Song Ma motioned to Sun Qian who was sitting next to her.

"Good aunt." Sun Qian said with a smile.

Song's mother is liking Sun Qian more and more. This girl is not only beautiful, but also has a good personality. She is polite, well-educated, and most importantly, she is good at cooking.

As for Sun Qian, she liked this family more and more.

It's been a long time since she spent a year as lively as she is now. Her father is always busy, and it's not easy to go home for a reunion dinner.

Like this, there is a person like her mother who cooks and serves together. It feels like going back to the time when her mother taught her to cook when she was ten years old.

"Qianqian, your craftsmanship is really good!" Song Yu couldn't help but praised after drinking two sips of wine.

Song Yu was sitting next to Sun Qian. This arrangement was the result of the joint efforts of Lao Sun and Song Ma.

"Hee hee, thank you Mr. Song!" Sun Qian smiled sweetly.

She looks so pretty when she smiles, and it feels like spring is coming and the flowers are in full bloom.Song Yu thought with a smile.

"Brother, I can't reach that meatball, you can get me one." Song Yuan next to him said.

"Huh? Oh oh."

Song Yu came back to his senses and scooped up a ball for Song Yuan with a spoon.

Seeing his brother's absent-minded look, Song Yuan approached quietly and joked: "Brother, the meatballs made by sister Qianqian are really delicious. If she becomes my sister-in-law, then I will be lucky."

Song Yu was startled, turned her head to look like Song Yuan, paused, and said sharply: "What are you thinking, eat your food! Are you saying that my mother's cooking is not delicious? I'm not afraid of her hitting you."

"Hmph, it's too late for our mother to be happy."

Song Yuan took a bite of the meatball, touched Qiangba who was sitting next to him, and asked in a low voice: "Hey, brother Qiangba, what do you think of my brother and sister Sun Qian being together?"

Qiangba put down the chopsticks with only a small vegetable leaf in it, thought carefully for a few seconds, and said solemnly: "No."

"Why?!" Song Yuan said in surprise.

How could such a talented and beautiful couple be impossible? !

You can't think about life events for the person you love the most.

Qiangba struggled for a while, and said, "Mr. Song has more important things to do."

This made Song Yuan puzzled.

Important matter?

Isn't the most important thing to start a family, marry a wife and have children?

"Hey, Qiangba, don't you want a drink?" Old Sun invited drunkenly.

When Qiangba heard this, he quickly shook his head.

Drunk driving is very dangerous, and he will have to drive back to the factory later.

Moreover, although the wine has no taste, it has a sense of pain. He instinctively feels that drinking is not a good thing.

"I don't know how to enjoy." After Lao Sun finished speaking, he went to chat with Dad Song again.

The family had a long New Year's Eve dinner amidst laughter and excitement, which caused Song Yu to leave the dinner table twice during the reunion dinner.

But that is for incense, it is best not to cut off the incense on the ancestral altar table, when these three sticks are about to burn out, plug in the other three sticks in time and respectfully.

"Come on, let's have another drink. I wish you all the best next year and the whole family is safe!" Lao Sun raised his glass.

Those who took the wine glasses took the wine glasses, and those who took the juice took the juice, and they clinked glasses.

It was almost ten o'clock, and everyone had almost eaten. They removed the dishes, put on the melon seeds and fruit plate, and chatted without saying a word around the Spring Festival Gala that was being played.

Here is Lao Sun's favorite chat, he is the kind of person who talks a lot after drinking.

The difference was that Dad Song, who was sleepy after drinking, listened to the old grandson's boastful talk, and listened to the stars singing live on TV, and Dad Song's eyelids were about to twitch.

Of course, this also has something to do with him usually going to bed too early.

"Father, you can see that you have put my Uncle Song to sleep." Sun Qian reminded kindly.

"Who! Who fell asleep?! I'm fine, I'm happy, I can still drink!" Father Song shouted in a daze.

Song's mother turned around and glanced at Song's father. Sure enough, her sleepy eyelids were fighting.

"Yo! Sister-in-law, hurry up and help eldest brother go back to rest, I should go back too." Uncle Sun, who still had reason, sobered up and said.

"That's fine, we have to get up early tomorrow to celebrate the New Year." Song Ma replied.

"Who is that strong, you didn't drink, take me back to the winery." Lao Sun was sleepy, stood up and stammered.

"Father, let me take you back." Sun Qian hurried over to help the old grandson.

Lao Sun waved his hand, shook his head, and said inarticulately, "No need! He will drop by and send him back. Go, and then go back to his own factory."

"Well, I can send Mr. Sun back first." Qiangba replied.

Sun Qian looked puzzled: "Let me see you off, so that I can serve you to rest."

"It's all right, your dad. I don't drink much. You see, I'm conscious." Old Sun couldn't help himself and said, "You send me back, and you have to come back by yourself. I'm not at ease. .You are here, spend more time with my master, maybe the two of you will be successful."

When Sun Qian heard this, her face turned red instantly, and she hurriedly helped the old sun out, not forgetting to put on his father's down jacket and hat to avoid the wind.

Fortunately, Song's father and Song's mother went back to the house, and Song Yuan went to the house to offer incense. Only Song Yu, who was also blushing and embarrassed, and Qiangba, who was confused and hesitant, were left.

Will it be sent or not?

However, Song Yu was still sensible, went out and ordered Song Yuan, and then stopped Sun Qian who was about to start the car.

"Qianqian, let me go with you, settle down with Uncle Sun, and come back together." Song Yu said a little embarrassed.

After all, Sun Qian's things are here, so she will come back to live here at night.

He didn't dare to look at Sun Qian's face, he always felt ashamed and ashamed.

So did Sun Qian, her face was still burning hot, and the air-conditioning outside couldn't cool her down.

When Lao Sun saw it, he opened the car door crookedly for his master and let Song Yu come in and sit down.

"Master, what do you think of my daughter?" Old Sun struck while the iron was hot.

Just as Song Yu sat down, a sudden sentence almost made him open the car door and rush out.

(End of this chapter)