After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

128 Don't play like this

Xiao Wei and his godfather had no choice but to step forward and exchange pleasantries.

Qian Xiuwen looked at Pi Shuai and said, "I have already recognized my godmother, do you want to recognize a godfather as well?"

Wen Yan went with the flow: "Of course."

Chenxia quickly reminded: "We should respect Sister Jiang's opinion on this matter, right?"

Jiang Yingying didn't know the details, so it was inconvenient for her to express her opinion immediately.

In fact, hesitation is an attitude, and Pi Shuai is not a fool: "I won't join in the fun today. I can recognize you after I get familiar with you."

Qian Xiuwen was so angry that she glared at Chenxia, ​​blaming her for doing bad things.

As early as when Xiaowei was in a daze, Qian Xiuwen asked in her ear: "Haitao has another love rival?"

Xiao Wei just nodded mechanically at that time.

Qian Xiuben originally wanted to pair Wen Yan and Pi Shuai up, and have them recognize each other as relatives, so that Xiao Wei would at least have some concerns. Unexpectedly, Chen Xia, who didn't know the truth, ruined the whole thing.

It was no wonder that Chenxia was like that. She was influenced by Guixiu and the others and could not stand Wenyan's hypocrisy. Chenxia was already unhappy that Wenyan was Jiwei's godmother, so how could she allow more trouble?

Hmm. Chenxia has been here for so long, but she has never had the chance to find a godparent. Why did Wenyan kiss him the first time she came?

It’s best not to guess what a girl is thinking.

Only twelve tables could be set up in the courtyard and the side rooms at a time, so the relatives and friends were tactful enough to let the guests from the city and those who were not relatives eat first.

Young people and urban cadres cannot integrate with each other, and each of them finds something they like to do together.

There were also people who brought gifts to congratulate, and the godfather's daughter-in-law no longer stopped them because the gain was not worth the loss.

Even if most of the dishes are meat, it only costs a few dollars per person.

If you don't leave any rice, Xiao Wei will give three pieces to each person. If you continue to stop me, you will be kicked in the head by a donkey.

Xiao Wei held the child and followed Jiang Yingying and her godfather to toast everyone one by one, while Gui Xiu, Chen Xia and others helped serve the dishes and rice.

When I got to Haitao's table, I found out that he was somehow hooking up with Pishuai.

With a few people cheering them on, the two of them each drank more than half a pound of 60-proof Lao Baigan.

Not only that, even Qian Xiuwen and Mao Tongxian, who were always cautious, drank a little too much.

Well. There was no fake wine at that time, all were pure grain wine.

It is normal for young people to drink a lot.

But Xiao Wei still wanted to stop this meaningless fight: "I hate drinking contests the most. Alcohol is a drug that makes you drunk. The more you drink, the more hurt you get."

Qian Xiuwen laughed with a big tongue: "You know shit. Wine is the essence of grain. The more you drink, the happier you will be."

Mao Tongxian echoed: "The only way to relieve worries is to drink Du Kang."

Hai Tao said: "How many times can you laugh in your life? When you meet someone to drink, you must get drunk."

Mao Tongxian: "A cup of wine in the spring breeze, a lamp for ten years in the night rain."

Hai Tao: "A cup of wine for joy and sorrow, gathering and parting, thousands of miles from north to south, east to west."

Mao Tongxian: "Don't laugh at the muddy wine of farmers. In good years, there are enough chickens and pigs to entertain guests."

Hai Tao: "I have wine, poetry and songs, but the spring scenery comes every year, what can it do to me?"

Mao Tongxian: "I urge you to drink another cup of wine, for there will be no friends west of Yangguan."

Hai Tao: "Sing and drink in the daytime, and return home with youth as your companion."

Mao Tongxian: "Zhu Xian is already a beautiful woman - damn. This sentence is inappropriate. I admit defeat and I will drink a glass of wine as punishment."

Qian Xiuwen slammed the table and almost laughed himself into death: "Don't you claim to be proficient in Tang and Song poetry? How come you can't even compare to Hai Tao?"

Mao Tongxian pointed at Haitao with a shaking hand and said, "How much effort have you put in in the past two years? How come you can remember so many obscure poems?"

Haitao said proudly: "I mainly wanted to defeat Sister Jiang. Last time, I got stuck after two sentences. I didn't expect that you are worse than me."

Xiao Wei thought to himself: It seems that this guy is not drunk. Last time he came here alone and went crazy, he almost let the cat out of the bag.

Many people were surprised: "When did you ever exchange poems with Sister Jiang?"

Hai Tao snorted coldly: "Do I need to tell you about Sister Jiang and I?"

Mao Tongxian scolded: "Sister Jiang has been to the county town several times. Is there anything wrong with her chatting with Haitao on a whim? The key is, have you lost your focus? Don't you want to know why Sister Jiang is more proficient in ancient poetry than us?"

"Yes. Didn't Sister Jiang say that she doesn't understand anything and can only hum nonsense?"

"How come Sister Jiang knows ancient rhymes?"

"Fuck. Is this a problem? Sister Jiang eats more salt than I eat sugar, crosses more bridges than I walk, and reads more ancient poems than I do. Isn't this normal?"

"That's right. Sister Jiang is modest, unlike some people who show off their half-knowledge."

Mao Tongxian was about to cry: "I've already abandoned me at my grandma's house, please don't embarrass me, okay?"

"This is what it means to be a real master without revealing your identity. How come Sister Jiang is so amazing?"

"Did I hear it wrong? Sister Jiang actually knows ancient poetry?"

"Fuck! Sister Jiang is such a great singer and is so proficient in ancient rhymes. Is this world crazy?"

Qian Xiuwen laughed: "A bunch of idiots. They don't understand ancient rhymes, but they can make up slow rhythms."

"Yes. Wujiang, Chinese civilization, which one is not full of ancient charm."

"Lao Mao hit the wall this time."

Mao Tongxian was so angry that he cried: "Stop talking. I am really an expert in front of an expert. I have no vision. I will punish myself by drinking another cup."

Haitao was even more proud: "When I treat you as a human, can you pretend to be more like one?"

Mao Tongxian suddenly raised his head and looked at Haitao: "Why do these words sound so familiar? Xiaowei, sing a song to calm me down."

Classmates cheered: "Let's drink and sing, what is life like?"

"Yes. Just sing the song about a glass of wine."

Xiao Wei asked Jiang Yingying to recite ancient poems not only to improve her temperament, but also to prevent this incident.

Afraid that they would embarrass Jiang Yingying, she had to say, "That song is boring. I have a better one."

Use chopsticks to knock on the bowl as accompaniment, life is like just a cup, life is but three cups of wine, a journey of life is three or two cups of wine, raise the cup to toast to the future, these four rhythms and meanings are similar, and can be seamlessly connected.

She sang it in one breath, and everyone thought she had improvised it, which almost drove the young people crazy.

"Damn it. There's a way to sing a song like this. Even if you sing it softly, it can't be so smooth, right?"

"This is the true meaning of practice makes perfect. Just humming it casually can make people amazed."

Mao Tongxian cried even louder, pointing at Xiao Wei and crying, "I thought the few that were made public were the limit, but I didn't expect that he could come up with good ones without even having to draft them. You can't play like this."

Qian Xiuwen laughed so hard that she covered her stomach: "You thought you were the best in ancient rhyme, but today I realized that you are just a frog in a well."

Chenxia also laughed a lot: "When Qian Xiuwen praises people, it's all insincere, but when he scolds people, he's absolutely sincere. We can all prove it."

Luzhu tapped Mao Tongxian with her chopsticks and said seriously, "If you feel sad, you must tell me so that I know you have come to this day."

Qian Xiuwen yelled, "Fuck! Who did you learn these words from? They are so infuriating that I am going to die."

Gui Xiu tried to smooth things over in a serious manner: "Lao Mao is already heartbroken, why are you still trying to hit him like this? Lao Mao, don't listen to them, I'm the good guy here, I never make you angry, you can tell me if you have anything, I can't help you anyway."

"Puchi" someone spat out a mouthful of soup because of laughing.

Lian Yinmei and Chunxiao laughed so hard that they fell on the table, holding their stomachs.