evening.
The Liu family compound became lively.
Liu Qingru's third aunt, fourth aunt, fifth uncle, and sixth uncle... they slaughtered sheep and cattle, chickens and ducks, geese and fish... In short, they prepared a sumptuous dinner to entertain Yang Fan.
All the uncles, aunts-in-law, uncles, and so on were chatting with Yang Fan. Seeing their enthusiastic and unrestrained appearance, they almost wanted to pack up Yang Fan and take him home!
It was not until the moment of dinner that Yang Fan finally met Liu Qingru.
Her long hair is casually draped over her shoulders, and she wears a plaid shirt and denim shorts. This simple yet fashionable outfit makes her look full of youthfulness.
However, Liu Qingru's expression was not very good, especially after seeing Yang Fan, that mature and beautiful face immediately turned cold.
"Qingru..."
Yang Fan stood up from his seat and waved to Liu Qingru. However, Liu Qingru didn't give Yang Fan any face at all and turned around and sat down at another table.
There were five tables in the Liu family compound. The older uncles and aunts sat at one table, the young men and girls sat at one table, the female comrades sat at one table, the children sat at one table, and the last table was occupied by all the men.
Yang Fan had long been arranged to sit at the table for men, while Liu Qingru went to the table for women.
Seeing this situation, Yang Fan wanted to walk towards Liu Qingru's table, but his eldest uncle and second uncle quickly grabbed Yang Fan and insisted on keeping him at this table. In fact, they just wanted to have a good drink with Yang Fan.
All right!
Yang Fan couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm, so he had to stay at this table and drink with this group of men.
After three rounds of drinking.
Everyone started talking, and everyone present was asking Yang Fan, intentionally or unintentionally, what he was doing in the city, whether he had made a fortune, or whether he had become a big boss.
Yang Fan's mind was not here at all. His eyes were always fixed on Liu Qingru. He answered everyone's questions absentmindedly with a few perfunctory words.
Suddenly, Yang Fan saw Liu Qingru put down her bowl and chopsticks, and then walked out of the yard, so he quickly put down his chopsticks, as if he wanted to follow Liu Qingru's footsteps.
"Yang Fan, you want to run away before you even finish your drink?"
"Yeah! Then you have something like this, running away after drinking half of it? Do you look down on us poor relatives?"
"Xiao Fan, hurry up and sit down. I'll toast you another glass!"
"Yang Fan, you just said that you are an online anchor now? Is being an anchor very profitable?"
…
Yang Fan was almost angry enough to vomit blood. He came to pick up Liu Qingru and take her home, not just to drink. How could these relatives of Liu Qingru have no tact at all?
Damn it!
When receiving the red envelopes, you all smiled happily. But when it's your turn to work, you come to make things worse. I really want to fuck you up!
“Swish!”
Yang Fan sat down again, as if he was holding back a lot of anger. He picked up a bottle of Moutai and poured himself a full bowl.
"Drinking with a cup is so boring! Come on, let's change to a bowl and drink one bowl together!" Yang Fan said angrily.
"Great! I admire your cheerful personality!"
"Come on! Change them all into bowls!"
"Hurry! Fill them all up!"
"Take away all the cups and switch to big bowls!"
"Deep feelings, one gulp!"
…
Yang Fan was dumbfounded. He thought he could scare off these grown men, but they were all experts in drinking. When they heard Yang Fan say that he wanted to change the bowls, they immediately started shouting with excitement.
Damn it!
Uncle, uncle, uncle, great uncle... I was wrong! I was just joking, don't take it seriously!
“Gurgle…”
After drinking a large bowl of Moutai, Yang Fan's face flushed and his head became a little dizzy.
"Yang Fan, you just said that you tell fortunes online? When did you learn how to tell fortunes?"
Someone asked the question, and everyone turned their curious eyes to Yang Fan again. Yang Fan was already about 70% or 80% drunk at this moment, and his mind was not very clear, so his speech naturally became casual.
"Haha, I'm not bragging to you, you can't envy my abilities!" Yang Fan patted his chest and laughed proudly.
"Really? I don't believe you can tell fortunes!" The uncle took the opportunity to pour another bowl of wine for Yang Fan.
"Haha, uncle, if you don't believe me, do you dare to let me tell your fortune?" Yang Fan's face became redder and redder, and his mouth was full of the smell of alcohol.
"Okay! Then tell me your fortune. I want to see if you are a charlatan or not." The uncle seemed interested.
"Okay! Just wait for me!" Yang Fan glared and immediately opened his Heavenly Dao Divine Eyes towards his uncle.
“Swish!”
A golden light flashed across Yang Fan's eyes, and his uncle, who was closest to Yang Fan, immediately noticed this.
"You... your eyes... you just..."
The uncle seemed to be frightened. He pointed at Yang Fan's eyes and stammered for a long time without being able to explain anything.
Because the table was very lively and everyone was chatting, no one except my uncle noticed what had just happened.
Therefore, only the eldest uncle was frightened by Yang Fan's eyes, and the others had no idea what was going on.
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