So, was this rumor started at that time?
With a guess in mind, he naturally hurried to explain.
In fact, at this moment, Shu Miao already believed him for the most part, but...
"So, you're not very sure?" She pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly without any expression.
Now it was Zhou Yang's turn to be stunned, and before he could react, he could react.
"I apologize for the poor hospitality. I really apologize for the poor hospitality." Chen Yonggui entered the house one after another with his nephews and nephews carrying delicious dishes, breaking the silence in the house.
Zhou Yang stood up, nodded with a slight smile, and then turned his gaze to Shu Miao.
Clearly tell everyone that this home court is not his.
Shu Miao didn't have time to think about what his look meant. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she had to take the initiative to take over the conversation to avoid a dull atmosphere.
Fortunately, Li Feng heard the noise and rushed to the scene quickly.
This prevented the entire dinner table from becoming dull.
It’s not that Shu Miao didn’t want to liven up the atmosphere, but mainly because everyone at this table saw each other every day, and everything that needed to be said had been said.
There really wasn't much to exchange pleasantries, so we just kept asking for food.
As for Zhou Yang, he obviously looked uninterested.
So only Li Feng, one of the protagonists, had to face the greetings from all the uncles and brothers alone.
As they were talking, no one knew who opened the bottle of wine.
The dinner table suddenly became much more lively.
Shu Miao just watched Li Feng drink one glass of wine after another, yet he was still able to chat and laugh with others without changing his expression.
Tsk, he is simply the model worker chosen by heaven for social gatherings at drinking parties!
While she was amazed, she would occasionally pick up the sour soda that had been heated up and clink glasses with them as a token of her appreciation.
As for the other protagonist, Zhou Yang...
Let’s not talk about it.
After eating and drinking, Chen Yonggui, with a rosy face, saw them out.
Immediately, someone stuffed the prepared ham, cured chicken, cured fish and other cured goods into Zhou Yang and Shu Miao's hands.
Shu Miao, who was forced to take a copy, was confused, but soon realized that the double thank-you gift was for the "account" that Ping Zhouyang brought.
Then, without even saying hello to anyone else, he stuffed the thing into Zhou Yang's arms and ran away.
“Eh!?”
With Shu Miao taking the lead, the others quickly ran away.
Those that closed their doors closed their doors, and those that ran away ran away.
If the items really can't be delivered, just throw them on the driver.
The group of young and old men who were drunk just now disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Yang was left alone, holding a pile of preserved meat, looking disheveled in the wind...
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