The drunk guys stopped calling each other "comrade so-and-so". Zheng Yilin slammed the table and said, "I don't know why old men like to drink white wine. Beer is much better."
"You can't say that!" Lin Huyang was also a little drunk, and immediately retorted, "My dad doesn't drink beer either, not because he thinks it's expensive, but because he thinks it's tasteless and boring."
This is true. Many people of the older generation don't like beer because it's not strong enough. It either doesn't relieve fatigue or doesn't satisfy their cravings.
"Bah, that's because your dad doesn't know shit. What does it mean to be weak? You will vomit if you drink too much." Zheng Yilin retorted, but he didn't pay attention to his wording after he got drunk.
Lin Huyang is usually carefree, and is used to being disrespectful when getting along with his father Lin Haitao. He even calls him "old man" when he gets angry, but that is just an appearance. The son does not know how to communicate with the father. In fact, Lin Huyang is a filial son.
Hearing Zheng Yilin say that his father didn't know shit, Lin Huyang, who was a little angry, immediately retorted: "Your father doesn't know shit, let's talk about it, don't mention it..."
Before Lin Huyang could even utter the word "elder", Zheng Yilin suddenly attacked, picked up a wine bottle and slapped it on the forehead.
This happened so suddenly that no one in the room could react.
"Uncle Cao Ni, who do you think you are to be able to reason with me here..." Zheng Yilin cursed with sleepy eyes.
But what greeted him was...
"My uncle..." Zeng Wangcai, who drank the least and remained sober, was the first to react. Without saying a word, he picked up a beer bottle and cracked Zheng Yilin's mouth.
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