"Humph! I put away all the wine Xiaoyun sent me." Chen Mei said, "Later, I told him not to bring any more wine. Don't you know your own blood pressure? And you think about drinking all day long."
"Well...well..." Ma Xiangxi hesitated for a long time but still couldn't make sense of it.
"What are you talking about? Don't think I don't know that Xiaoyun often brings you some cigarettes. I don't expect you to quit smoking, so I just turn a blind eye. What? Do you want me to take your cigarettes too?"
"No, no." Ma Xiangxi begged for mercy with his head lowered, then secretly pointed at Feng Xiaoyun, meaning that you are not a loyal boy. You secretly gave me cigarettes and let my wife know about it.
"Hahaha, Old Ma, Old Ma." Yan Yuming laughed and patted Ma Xiangxi's shoulder, then said to Chen Mei, "Meizi, we haven't seen each other for a long time today. Please give me a favor and let Old Ma have a couple of drinks and eat some meat. How about that?"
"Okay, you and Sister Li are coming back today, and I'll welcome you back. I'll allow you to have three cups, just three."
"Three cups, then." Ma Xiangxi put the cup in front of Yan Yuming with a smile.
"Fill it up, fill it up. Ouch, Lao Yan, don't shake your hands. Look, it's almost full."
Chen Mei looked at his expression and said unhappily, "Xiao Yun is still here, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"It's okay. I like Xiaoyun. We're all family, hahaha." Seeing his glass full, Ma Xiangxi picked up the glass contentedly and said, "Come on, let's celebrate Lao Yan and Sister Li returning to Jiangdu. Let's have a toast first."
Then he looked at the drink cup in front of Feng Xiaoyun and asked with a fierce face: "Why? Xiaoyun, you're drinking with uncle, and this is what you drink?"
Feng Xiaoyun said with a bitter face: "Uncle, don't we still have to drive?"
Ma Xiangxi then remembered the huge thing at the door and said, "Forget it, forget it, just have a drink. When you go home, ask your two aunts to prepare a table of delicious food, and you can come over to make up for it." Then he secretly added in his heart, so that I can have a few drinks too.
After a few people toasted, Ma Xiangxi and Yan Yuming smacked their lips.
"Yes, yes, this wine is really good. The aroma is rich and mellow, and the taste is soft and smooth. The hint of alcohol goes down my throat, which is very comfortable."
Yan Yuming finished speaking and filled up his and Ma Xiangxi's glasses again. He said with a tone full of regret, "Oh, Old Ma, it's such a pity that you can only drink three glasses of such good wine. I'll drink the rest."
"You..." Ma Xiangyang wanted to retort, but thinking that this was the decision made by his wife, he could only shake his head helplessly.
"Hahaha!" Yan Yuming laughed heartily.
"What are you laughing at? You can only drink three cups. You are not a young man anymore. Why do you drink so much?" Before Yan Yuming could finish his joy, Li Lan's voice came from the side.
Now the person at the table was Yan Yuming, looking extremely happy but then sad, holding the bottle of wine, while Ma Xiangxi was laughing loudly on the side.
"Wife..." Yan Yuming wanted to struggle.
"You're always saying how great Lao Ma is, how great Lao Ma is. Today, Lao Ma can only drink three cups, so of course you should drink three cups with him."
"That's right, Dad. It's not good to drink too much of this wine. Besides, the wine is not with you. You just need to drink a little every day. When you finish it, I will ask Feng Xiaoyun to buy me some more." Yan Zi also spoke.
Ma Xiangxi and Yan Yuming could only exchange glances implicitly to reach some kind of strategic cooperation agreement.
The six people had a very happy meal together, as if life had returned to the old days when two families went out to eat together, ordinary yet full of warmth.
When they were almost done eating, Feng Xiaoyun went out to pay the bill and took out his phone to call Ma Jianguo.
"Dad, are you and Mom going back to Jiangdu this weekend? If you do, I'll come home for dinner."
"Hey, you still miss your dad and mom? Your dad makes tens of millions a second, I really don't know. I'll tell you before the weekend."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Jianguo called his wife with a smile on his face: "Wife, are you going back to Jiangdu this weekend? My son said he wants to come home for dinner."
After receiving a positive response, he called his secretary and said, "Cancel my weekend meeting in Europe and ask someone else to go. I've already agreed to attend? So what? I'm going there to invest, not to ask for money. As long as my money is there, it's all that matters. Okay, it's settled."
Feng Xiaoyun settled the bill, took the white porridge specially cooked by the kitchen, and drove home with the two families.
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