Jiang Zemin was very confident.
“Every time my uncle threw up, my grandma would clean up after him and then tell him that he hadn’t thrown up.”
My cousin was giving Chen Cixiu a lecture in his ear again.
Chen Cixiu almost burst out laughing.
"Everyone, please raise your glasses. I'll just say one thing: let's welcome Cixiu to our family dinner. Let's all raise our glasses together."
"Welcome, Uncle-in-law..."
Everyone was talking at once, mixing the two terms together.
The adults all said they welcomed the new son-in-law.
The children secretly took their cups, which were filled with juice, and led by Beibei, they muttered, "We're not welcome anymore."
"Alright, Cixiu, you finish this cup."
ah?
Chen Cixiu stared in disbelief as Jiang Zemin handed him the wine.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh.
His father-in-law offered him wine, and he dared not refuse.
I forced myself to drink the glass of this "low-alcohol" liquor.
"Okay, a huge amount."
Grandpa clapped his hands together, his voice full of energy.
The family dinner officially began.
Chen Cixiu was drinking almost the entire time, and he hardly stopped at all.
However, the Jiang family was not willing to let their new son-in-law get drunk so quickly, so they made him drink the "low-proof" wine little by little.
Chen Cixiu was surprised that the Jiang family's dinner party was so harmonious. They drank and chatted, not about work, but about life. The atmosphere was so harmonious that he almost thought he was in another dimension.
He suddenly worried that when he brought Jiang Yu home, the family reunion dinner at his own home wouldn't achieve the same effect.
The scholars gathered together and talked about nothing but cultural matters.
Before he knew it, a gust of wind blew by, and Chen Cixiu felt dizzy and lightheaded.
This liquor has absolutely no alcohol content, but this wind must be over 50 degrees.
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