As soon as Mr. Qin opened his mouth, the atmosphere of parting instantly dissipated.
Mr. Qian slammed the table angrily:
"Old Qin, you are so generous, why don't you give me some tiger bone wine?
I just stole a few sips of your wine. Is it necessary for you to bear a grudge against me for decades?"
"Is that crappy wine? That's medicinal wine someone made especially for me!"
“Ah, yes, that’s your sweetheart, your white moonlight made you wine.
I will go find my sister-in-law and tell her the story of Bai Yueguang!"
"Qian Qijin, how dare you!"
"Qin Huaiming, I dare you!"
After Mr. Qian finished speaking, he stood up and walked out.
Everyone at the table looked at the two old men in their sixties, bickering with each other, and then they all drank and ate calmly.
Don't even give them a glance
Mr. Qian took two steps and found that no one was stopping him, which made him even angrier.
He strode to the door, picked up a jar of wine and walked out.
"Hey, it seems that no one wants this healing tiger bone wine."
"What? Tiger bone wine?"
Just as Mr. Qian finished speaking, he heard Mr. Qin exclaim, followed by a gust of wind, and the jar of wine in his hand was empty.
Old Master Qian was furious and threw a punch to try to snatch the wine jar back, but Old Master Qin nimbly turned around and dodged, then stepped out of the door.
Old Master Qian raised his foot and kicked him in the lower three places, but Old Master Qin barely avoided it and jumped into the yard, cursing:
"Qian Qijin, you are such a shameless villain, and you only know how to use such a shameless trick."
Mr. Qian snorted coldly: "Why do you care what moves I use? As long as they work well, that's fine."
"You're despicable!"
"You hold a grudge!"
“You are shameless!”
"You robber!"
…
The two old naughty boys were quarreling with each other, and the guards at the door were watching the fun with great interest.
And the old men at the table...
Mr. Qian shrugged his nose and turned around suddenly.
"Well! You old guys are taking advantage of us quarreling to eat again!"
Hearing this, Old Qin looked into the room and immediately became anxious: "Hey, pour me some! Pour me some!"
Mr. Qian walked back to the table slowly and sat down. He glanced at the intoxicated expressions of the crowd and smiled:
"How does it taste? Is it better than before?"
Everyone nodded.
Not only is it delicious, this tiger bone wine can also dispel wind and dampness, strengthen muscles and bones, and replenish qi and blood.
These old guys all have some problems from their battles on the battlefield when they were young. If this tiger bone wine is real, it would be the best medicine for them!
"Hey, Lao Qin, stop it, who drinks medicinal wine in a soup bowl?
Stop it now!
I can tell you, this wine is very nutritious. My granddaughter said that she can only drink a small cup at a time. If she drinks too much and gets into trouble, I will not be responsible!"
Since it concerns health, no one dared to be careless and everyone helped to persuade Mr. Qin, who was greedy for wine, to stop drinking.
Then the topic at the table began to revolve around tiger bone wine.
"Old Qian, what did you mean by that? Could it be that this tiger bone wine was given to you by your granddaughter?"
"Of course I did. My granddaughter made it herself! I brought a jar for each of you."
Old Mr. Qian's face was full of pride. His lovely granddaughter made him so proud.
Old Xu: "Old Qian, we have been friends for decades. Isn't it too much to ask you for an extra jar of wine?"
Mr. Wei: "We have been friends for decades, Mr. Qian, you have to treat us equally."
Old Qin: "This jar of wine is not enough for a few sips. Old Qian is so stingy when giving gifts. Old Xu, don't you like to drink? Why don't you give me your jar as well?"
Mr. Lin: "Old Qin, you are always a heavy drinker. What if I give you too much to drink and you get sick? Just give it to me. I have strong self-control and I am not afraid."
…
A few old men started a new round of quarreling in order to grab an extra jar of tiger bone wine.
Old Master Qian just leaned quietly in his chair, watching them argue until they were red in the face, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
At the end, he said leisurely: "What are you guys arguing about? Did I ever say I only have this little wine?"
As soon as he finished speaking, all eyes turned to him.
Mr. Qian said slowly: "I don't have any now, but my granddaughter has a lot.
You guys drink it first, and contact me if it works.
I will send you some from Southern Province when the time comes."
Several old men were immediately happy.
Taking advantage of their good mood, Mr. Qian went around in circles and asked Qian Xiaolan for thank-you gifts from everyone.
Nothing else.
It's just the autographs of a few old men, along with their blessings.
If an ordinary person made such a request, not only would the old men not agree to it, they would also probably immediately arrest that person as a spy.
After all, they are all important figures, and signatures are not something that can be easily leaked.
But Mr. Qian is not someone else, he is one of us.
The reason why he wanted the signatures of his old friends was because Qian Xiaolan once joked that if she could collect all the signatures of these big shots, she would wake up laughing in her dreams.
Mr. Qian dotes on his granddaughter, so naturally he wants to help her realize such a simple wish.
A group of old guys sat around eating and drinking, talking about their younger generations, and discussing where they wanted to go after retirement.
Before I knew it, I was tipsy.
The younger generation of the group had been chatting in the next room. When they heard the news, they rushed over and teamed up with the guards to bring their old man home.
In the middle of the night, several old men woke up from a nap, feeling hot all over and feeling as if they had endless energy.
So everyone got out of bed at the same time and started moving around in the room.
Military boxing, Five Animals Exercises, Tai Chi...
Everyone performed several sets of boxing and exercises in succession before they had used up all their strength.
The next day, the old friends met.
Wow!
They all look radiant and energetic.
After a detailed discussion, it turned out that the symptoms were similar in the middle of the night.
After thinking about it again, wow! The tiger bone wine must have worked!
So a few old friends went to find Mr. Qian excitedly.
It turned out that they might have already boarded the plane.
The good mood of the old friends disappeared in an instant.
Hey, Lao Qian is free now!
Sweeping monk, he actually became a sweeping monk!
And they still have to work diligently to screen those young people!
Old Qian can enjoy himself with his grandchildren and have fun climbing mountains and swimming in the sea.
Yet they still have to face endless meetings and endless documents to review!
It's so infuriating!
Mr. Qian doesn't care how deep his old friend's resentment is.
After he and Qian Rongsheng got on the plane, his whole heart flew to Qian Xiaolan.
After the old man arrived in Yangcheng, Qian Xiaolan was still on the way to the Nan Province Airport.
She had left home a day in advance and stayed near the airport, but unfortunately she ran into trouble early in the morning and almost couldn't make it in time to pick up the person.
Qian Xiaolan glanced at the car following behind her and gnashed her teeth in anger.
"This person must be so worried about me that he actually followed me here!"
She was really pissed off!
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