“Dududu~”

Under Tan Jiaxiang's driving, Li Laolai's boat sailed smoothly into the Shibali Qingxi.

Li Decai is old and only drinks a mistress. Kou Caixiang and his daughter drink rice wine.

We are relatively sober at this time.

Li Lao Lai and Zhao Qinghe were so drunk that they slept soundly.

For safety, both of them had ropes tied around their waists, and even if they were drunk and fell into the water, they could quickly pull onto the boat.

"This table costs a lot of money, no, right? Yiwa, the boss, is a good man, talks about old feelings and is really a good person. No wonder he can do so big."

At the dinner table, Li Decai learned that Du Yi had worked for Dong Lingling for two months in a small restaurant behind the town ten years ago.

I thought it was because of this intersection that today's treat was created.

"Isn't that true?"

There is an LCD TV in Kou Caixiang’s house, which can help you understand the world’s major events.

In addition, when Liu Jiancang was in his 40s, the couple led a group of people to plaster for more than ten years.

I also earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year.

Of course, I know more than Li Decai, who only listens to radio news and opera.

Let's not talk about anything else.

At 53 degrees Feitian Moutai, there are two bottles hidden in her house, which is for the first time that her new son-in-law came to drink in the future.

How much does a bottle cost? Kou Caixiang naturally has a clear idea in his heart.

During a chat fifteen years ago, Yu Fengjun asked her, "Why don't you two go out? First go to the mountain city and find a construction site. I will tell you that the construction industry is developing rapidly now, and just plastering will make you both have no worries about food and drink, and the car and foreign buildings."

Because of the trust of Yu Fengjun, who is elegant and elegant even when eating wild vegetables and wearing tattered clothes.

Afterwards, her husband and wife left the lake.

The daughter Xiaoxiao lived in Du Yi's house for two years until Yu Fengyun died.

In the past two years, her husband and wife learned to plaster, and with money in their hands, she sent her daughter to Linglong Town Primary School for boarding. The good days became more beautiful day by day.

Therefore, Kou Caixiang is very grateful to Yu Fengjun.

This time when I saw Du Yi come back, I was determined to match up with the two children.

In this, Kou Caixiang is both grateful and pity for Du Yi, and there is also a strange reason why he is Yu Fengjun's son.

As for money, Kou Caixiang didn't care.

The hard money for plastering over the years and the compensation for husbands.

Plus a small apartment in Shancheng.

There are two houses in Jiangcheng, three storefront rooms with upper and lower floors.

Kou Caixiang's hidden assets also have a net worth of tens of millions.

It’s just that the rent is not counted as the bank’s interest, it’s only a small amount of 300,000 yuan a year.

However, in reality, my daughter seems to be very repulsive to this previously very sticky "Brother Yi".

And this ordinary mountain kid who was originally in Kou Caixiang's heart, just as Du Yi explained, "I graduated from college, handed out flyers, went to sales, worked as a courier, but achieved nothing."

After Dong Lingling's six bottles of flying Moutai, "KaKaKaKaKaKaKaKaKaKa" was opened without hesitation.

Kou Caixiang knew that this "Xiao Yi" was definitely not as simple as he said.

In this case, Kou Caixiang was unwilling to get too close to Du Yi because such a boy was deep and dangerous.

——

Linglong Town Hotel.

When Du Yi was drunk, he slept until almost ten o'clock in the night.

He sat up from the bed and saw moonlight and light leaking in from the gap in the curtains.

I realized that it was already night.

"Click!"

Du Yi pressed the desk lamp on the bedside table.

I found myself wearing pajamas and pajamas and pants, and my socks were not on my feet.

I was stunned for a while.

The scenes before drunkenness gradually emerged like wood pressed underwater.

After drinking and vomiting, Ma Ziqi carried him out of the bathroom, her pretty face was so tired that she was red and sweaty.

It seemed that she had even worshipped Dong Lingling and drank blood wine.

Du Yi quickly looked at his fingers, and was intact under the light.

Maybe it was just a dream, just to fulfill my youth, and when I saw Dong Lingling squatting while washing vegetables, she was throbbing again and again.

Du Yi got off the bed and found that the slippers were not only brand new, but also high-end cotton and linen slippers.

He opened the bedroom door.

A little stunned.

In the big room outside, the lights are brightly lit.

I saw Dong Lingling sleeping on a large sofa with a thin silk quilt covered with a thin silk quilt.

Ma Ziqi sat next to her.

And at the dining table a little further apart, there were two men.

One in his early twenties.

One is about thirty years old and has a buzz cut.

Hearing the sound of the door, the three of them looked over.

The two men stood up with a smile, while Ma Ziqi quietly pushed Dong Lingling's shoulder.

"Stop pushing, drink too much."

"Ah? Du Yi woke up!"

Du Yi's voice was not loud, but he woke up suddenly. Ma Ziqi and pushed him a few times, but he couldn't wake him up.

He suddenly sat up from the sofa.

In the eyes that were opened, there was fatigue, joy, and uneasy.

A anxious waiting for trial.

But there was no trace of drunkenness or sleepiness at all.

Inside the room, the other two men and one woman saw this sad scene.

His eyes were red immediately.

——

Several people sat down, and Ma Ziqi poured hot tea. After Dong Lingling's introduction, Du Yi learned that one was her younger brother Dong Xiaojun and the other was her brother-in-law Tan Shaoshan.

Du Yi noticed that a band-aid wrapped around Dong Lingling's middle finger of her right hand.

My heart couldn't help but jump again.

"Sister Dong, there is no need to spend so much money, and you don't need to drink like this to harm your body. What do I need to do? As long as I can."

Of course Du Yi knew that there was no free dinner in the world, nor did he hate and love for no reason.

Directly point it out.

"Hehe, you two are knot-"

"Ziqi,"

Dong Lingling interrupted Ma Ziqi, looked at her and said, "Give me and Xiaoyi two bottles of iced sour plum juice."

"Xiaoyi, Sister Dong, I have a son named Kang Kang, who is ten years old this year,——"

Dong Lingling tried hard to restrain her emotions and tried to explain them clearly as clearly as possible.

"Xiao Yi, how long does this herbal tea last? How to store it? What are the side effects of taking it all year round?"

After saying this, Dong Lingling felt as if she had been fucked, and her whole body became weak.

Waiting for the verdict of fate.

The room was quiet, and the other three were all holding their hearts and sweating in their hands.

Looking at Du Yi nervously.

Du Yi pulled out a soft Chinese from the table and was about to ignite it himself.
To be continued...