The guests came, and Sangbai had no hobby of chasing people, so Sangbai signaled them to enter the house.

"Let's go, let's go into the house. Have you been waiting for a long time?" Sang Bai asked.

"We haven't waited for a long time, and we have arrived for five or six minutes. Teacher, you are advanced, and we have brought you some small gifts," said a smile.

Sang Bai said with a stern face and pretended to be: "Come on, come here, what other gifts are there? I won't be like this next time."

All of them said this clearly. I don’t allow this next time, but I still have to do this again. When the group of people saw Sang Bai, they didn’t directly refuse, and they felt relieved.

Sang Bai entered the house and was about to wash fruit for everyone, so the people moved the things directly to the pot house and placed them behind the door of the pot house.

When Sang Bai saw it, he really spent money. A box of Moutai liquor. At this time, the title of Moutai national liquor had already risen. Moutai's striking marketing achieved great success, so the price has begun to rise. It used to be about the same level as Yanghe, but now Yanghe has lagged behind Moutai, which is known as the national liquor.

In addition to Moutai, there are some other things. Although Sangbai has not been seen, none of them are cheap. This gift is quite solid.

Sang Bai thinks that these people give gifts is expensive, but this group of people don’t think that they have been in the county town and know that Sang Bai is rich. Although they don’t know how rich they are, they also know that their cheap teacher can take a sip of Maotai from time to time. They live a very solid life, and their two brothers-in-law are both famous people and they can’t take ordinary gifts.

What's more, these people haven't contacted this teacher for many years, and they are embarrassed to come with a basket of fruits.

"You see such an expensive gift, you can take it back later," said Sang Bo.

"Teacher, I know you like to take a sip. Although it looks like this, it is not worth much money," said a guy who is very good at talking.

Sang Bai smiled and brought these "students" to the main hall with the washed fruits. Everyone sat down and started chatting.

What we talked about was naturally about the English class before. After talking about this, Sang Bai really felt like he was back at that time. Suddenly he found that this happened more than ten years ago. He was only in his early twenties when he was standing in the classroom, and the students were all in his twenties. The older ones were thirty and the younger ones were 21 or 22. Unexpectedly, among the people who came today, some had gray hair.

It really corresponds to the old saying: Time drives people to grow old!

"I remember you are only forty-nine this year, why is your hair gray?" Sang Bai asked.

"Teacher, you remembered it wrong. I'm already fifty-one. I'm the biggest in the class except Liu Jingye," said the man.

"Oh, but your face was so young at that time," Sang Bai smiled.

"That's, a handsome guy back then, but now he's all wearing big belly, and he can't breathe for hundreds of meters," someone replied with a smile.

"A lot of people didn't have children back then, but now some people are grandpas, can they be the same?"

"Yes, too, the kids are all okay?" Sang Bai asked again.

"Everything is good. Lao Xu's children have graduated from college this year, and Lao Zhang's is already a junior..."

"That's all pretty good, one generation is stronger than the other generation," said Sang Bai.

The few people have not met for ten years. What can I talk about except for these? Fortunately, some of them are old people and can mobilize the atmosphere, so everyone's conversation is not that awkward.

Just as everyone was chatting, Qiu Wentao's voice came from the yard.

"Teacher Sang, Teacher Sang? No one is at home..."

As soon as he heard Qiu Wentao's voice, the people who were chatting with Sang Bai stood up suddenly, and all their eyes looked at Qiu Wentao who was looking around in the yard.

Sang Bai shook his head and sighed when he saw it.

Standing up and reaching the door of the main hall, Sangbai pushed open the door: "It's at home!"

When Qiu Wentao saw Sang Bai at home, the smile on his face naturally appeared, but when he saw that there were others, his face did not change, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

"You are...I think about it, Xu Mingjun!"

Qiu Wentao looked at these people familiar, but his memory was good. He quickly remembered who these people were. He recognized them one by one, and there was no need for Sang Bo to introduce them again.

These people still remember Qiu Wentao, and the smile on their faces became even more intense.

"Why are you here?" Qiu Wentao shook hands with them enthusiastically, and the joy of meeting the old classmates was written on his face.

"Teacher, I brought you some things." Qiu Wentao talked to everyone for a few words and then pointed at the door.

He turned around and wanted to move things in, and someone immediately said, "I'll do it, I'll do it!"

After saying that, he rushed to move the things Qiu Wentao brought to the main hall.

What Qiu Wentao brought was really interesting, because he had been with Sang Bai for too long and knew that the teacher's house was short of nothing and would not let him spend much money to buy gifts, so he really brought a little thought, a small box of apples, a small box seemed to be cherries or something.

After entering the main hall, everyone chatted for a while, and this kid Chen Dongsheng came over again, but he didn't expect that there were so many people in the Sangbai family today.

"Brother Qiu..." Chen Dongsheng pushed open the door of the main hall and was stunned for a moment.

Qiu Wentao came to the village many times, so he naturally knew that Chen Dongsheng was also quite familiar with them.

"Dongsheng, come and sit here. These are all teachers' students. I have studied in cram school with me..." Qiu Wentao introduced it.

But these people all laughed and said, "I have heard of Director Dongsheng's name for a long time."

They really knew Chen Dongsheng, but Chen Dongsheng didn't know them. From this we can tell how these people are doing now.

But then again, Chen Dongsheng is also a sensible figure in the city. He is a typical village, the leader in getting rich. He not only often goes to the city for meetings but also travels to the provincial capital from time to time. It is really not comparable to ordinary civil servants. Not to mention civil servants, even ordinary section chiefs and directors in the city are also grabbed by their hands. Chen Dongsheng is not as beautiful as the people who will be named by the rostrum when attending meetings in the province.

These people also understood what they were doing this time, and they said goodbye after chatting for almost a few hours.

Sang Bo wanted to keep them for lunch. These people all said that there was something wrong and none of them were willing to stay. Sang Bo had no choice but to let them leave. However, before leaving, Sang Bo each gave them two boxes of exiled immortal peaches.

"Teacher, this is not suitable!"

The few immediately refused when they saw it.

Although they have never eaten the exiled immortal peach, and no one has even seen what the exiled immortal peach looks like, they all heard that the name of this thing is nothing else: expensive, how can it be expensive? This box of peaches can be replaced with nearly ten square meters of houses in the county town or in the city.

Of course, housing prices have not yet risen.

Compared with these two boxes of peaches, the things I gave me are not worth much at all.

Sang Bai did not allow them to refuse and said, "Please take it for you, otherwise you won't go to my door next time!"

When the few people heard this, they said, "Thank you, teacher."

Seeing several small Poussans leave, Sangbai and Qiu Wentao and Chen Dongsheng returned to the house. They did not go to the main hall, but went directly to the pot house. Everyone made some cold dishes and cut some cooked meat.

"Is this?" Qiu Wentao discovered the things placed next to the pot house door. When he saw these things, Qiu Wentao knew that it must have been Sangbai, because Sangbai could not buy these messy things. There was no other possibility except a box of wine statues.

Sang Bo smiled and said, "I have given you my blessing."

Qiu Wentao immediately understood, with a wry smile on his face: "You said this happened."

"Okay, let's go into the house to have a drink. By the way, is it okay in the afternoon?" Sangbai said.

Qiu Wentao said: "It's okay in the afternoon, but there's something to do in the evening. I can have two drinks with you, but not too much."

"I don't drink too much, and I don't like to get drunk either. Can the three of us have a bottle?" Sang Bai smiled.

"That's OK!"

So the three of them brought the vegetables to the main hall. Sang Bo said that he had entered the house. In fact, he took a bottle of wine from his own space. It was not Maotai but Yanghe, but Yanghe. It was just Yanghe that had been stored for more than ten years. When buying this wine, you can catch it until 85 years ago.

"Good wine!"

Qiu Wentao picked up the bottle and looked at it. He found that the trademarks on it were yellowed and the corners were about to break when pinched. He immediately praised it.

Chen Dongsheng had a wink and wanted to pick wine and become the wine commander. Sang Bai was his brother at this table, and Qiu Wentao was older than him, so the job of pouring wine should fall on him.

However, Qiu Wentao blocked it with his hands: "You don't have to be polite, I'll pour wine today."

As he said that, he unscrewed the lid, and the tempting aroma of wine immediately emerged as soon as the lid was opened.

"This wine has been stored for many years," Qiu Wentao said with a smile while pouring the wine.

Sangbai said: "If you like to take a box back when you leave, I don't have much else but I just save a lot of wine."

"Brother, you can give me one or two boxes? I don't want white wine, you can give me red wine, let's forget about the Dejian farm, I want something else," Chen Dongsheng said with a smile.

Sangbai said: "Even if you give it to you, you won't be able to taste it."

Sangbai has stored some red wine, all of which are from famous shops. The Rafi in 1982 is really a box of Sangbai, and there are more than ten or eight boxes.

Because when you buy Lafite in 1982, it is not expensive, just like when you buy wine for two thousand years at this time, it is naturally not expensive for about two or three years.

Of course, it’s different now. Lafite, who was always in Hong Kong movies in 1982, suddenly fry the wine.

There is wine, but there is no intention to sell mulberry cypress, and it is not short of that two dollars, so why bother?

"Forget it, give me two boxes of peach, my father-in-law will be able to eat this. Last time you gave him a treat, he ate it with praises," Qiu Wentao said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll give you two more boxes."
Chapter completed!