Chapter 809

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of vegetables.

They even drank all the beer prepared on each table. Hong Yan didn't know where to turn out another bottle of Erguotou. Gu Jianhong said that he couldn't drink it. He couldn't even import it.

He reached out and asked Zhang Xingling to get the wine in his car, and the trunk of the trunk was brought up.

Before Zhang Xingling left, he made sure: "do you want to bring up that box of tequila?"

"You asked him, he didn't even know his last name now!" Make complaints about his clothes and his voice.

He helpless stall hand: "that now how to do?"

"You go to inform Xu Hongtu and ask him to order some wine and soup on this table. You can drink here."

Just after Zhang Xingling was arranged, Tian Zhihuan came over with the wine in his hand: "Hello, all the elders and clan heads. I'm here to toast you and give you a good early year."

On hearing this, people also picked up the wine one after another.

Startled, she quickly stopped the crowd and yelled at Tian Zhihuan“ Drink a fart. It's two months before the new year. You're living a fart's early years now! "

"When I come to propose a toast, I always need to find a way out, or else celebrate the good fortune of fenggong?"

"Here's to the bottom of the table. Your eyes are on your butt."

Tian Zhihuan directly drank up his glass: "OK, I'll go down and drink with those engineers."

Hong Yan over there continued to tap the table and said, "drink or not, pour me another cup?"

On the spot, Z grabbed her, and then came to some things in the glass: "I'll drink with you, my little beauty. I always think you are so beautiful. You are different from Miss Gu. I really dare not start with her..."

Seeing Z directly touch Hong Yan's little face, Gu Li directly holds up the drunken latter and hides: "you can't touch her either."

"Why, Hong Yan and Liang song don't have a real name all the time. I don't even have a girlfriend. I see Zongting chatting with her. I can make up for them."

"You don't have a girlfriend. What's wrong with Zongting? Zongting didn't think about it."

Speaking room, below came the movement of stairs, Xu Hongtu's voice came: "how many bowls of wake-up soup do you need?"

After looking at the people coming up, Gu Li throws Hong Yan over directly: "look after your people, or they will become others."

Hong Yan really drank too much, her face turned red, and she was almost unsteady. She was still mumbling some words, probably to keep drinking.

Xu Hongtu quickly hugged his sweetheart and looked at z leaning against the table: "do I need to prepare a bowl of wake-up Soup for you, or a rope for you to save you from harming good women?"

"Ha ha, misunderstanding, I don't know it's a friend's wife."

After hearing this, Gu Li turned his eyes and farted. At the beginning, the news about their cheating was so big that you never heard of it before.

Z managed a few mouthfuls of wine in his mouth: "speaking of wake-up soup, I think it's more appropriate for them to force me."

Looking at three people sitting in the sofa lounge next to him, Zong Mu Tao seemed to be asleep and motionless. In addition, Gu Jianhong still recalled the past by holding Liang Chunsheng's hand. They had eyes and noses, and almost began to cry when they talked about the emotional part.

"..." it seems that sobering up soup can no longer solve the problem.

Zhang Xingling is not in a hurry, leisurely from the following up: "I have informed their respective drivers, whether to send these directors home first."

"Z, take your dad home."

"Don't mention it. It seems that I'm going to tease a girl this evening." As soon as Z finished these words, he accepted the condemnation of people's conscience and the protest of Zongting in his heart.

He covered his neck as if he was talking to the people in his body: "OK, I'll take my father home. I've really convinced your filial son. Don't come out. Your spirit can't bear so much alcohol. After you come out, you will surely lie on the ground."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'll drink with you when I'm free. I'll go first."

Z went to the edge of the sofa, picked up his father, put his hands on the princess and went down.

Gu Li also went up carefully and squatted in front of Gu Jianhong: "father, it's time for us to go home. It's getting late. How about letting uncle Liang go home and go to bed early?"

"Lao Liang, I can really understand your feelings. Really, I was the same when Xiao Li disappeared. My worst plan is that I don't think my daughter will come back in my life."

Gu Jianhong wiped the tears on his face, sobbed in a low voice, and said: "so that later someone said it was my daughter, I believed that I was really afraid. I would rather admit my mistake than accept this reality."

"What you have is only missing and there is hope. What I have is completely gone!"

Liang Chunsheng patted his thigh and cried even more sadly: "what evil do you say I made? I'm really a father in vain!"

His father hugged him all the time, as if he was afraid of Gu Li's leaving. Gu Jianhong was not so polite to the people around him. Chuang Zhi's family scolded him: "you're so damn good. I told you not to discipline Liang song so strictly! The more the children are forced, the more they will rebound. Who the hell do you blame!

If you want to raise your father and son, you are asking for it

Just as she was about to secretly grab her father, Gu Jianhong suddenly looked at her and carefully held her face in both hands: "Xiao Li, if my father does something wrong, you must tell me, don't go missing, OK?"

"Father, I won't..."

"My father lost your mother once and you once. Now it's not easy for me to come back. If you are leaving me, I really have no hope of living."

Gu Ligang wants to make a statement, but suddenly he catches a key point. Has his mother ever disappeared?

No, my mother was in her twenties when she married my father. How could there be such a thing as missing? Should it be running away from home?

Before thinking about it, Liang Chunsheng took a big slap in his face and scolded: "it's all my fault. I lost Liang song because of my fault. I'm a sinner, I'm a sinner!"

"No, no, uncle Liang, you are not a sinner. It's not your fault. There must be some misunderstanding."

The old man cried and scratched his head. His eyes were worse than the bitterest bitter gourd and the most sour orange: "child, there will be no misunderstanding. My education is really sorry for Liang song!"