"Second uncle, what's wrong? Everyone is in the mood for drinking, but you haven't felt the feeling yet. Are you out of wine?"
Yang Jianguo looked at Yang Ling with an unhappy expression. If it hadn't been for the Chinese New Year today and the fact that he had to talk about the house, he wouldn't have been able to take out the bottle of wine.
Now Yang Ling still wants it after drinking it. Is he trying to take advantage of this opportunity? This bottle of Fenjiu is very valuable.
How could this kid have the opportunity to drink such good wine on weekdays?
It was hard for Yang Jianguo to say anything, but Yang Tao was not used to Yang Ling.
"Yang Ling, do you know how expensive this bottle of Fenjiu is? My dad can give you a bottle and treat your family to a drink, which is already a huge honor. You are addicted to it, right? Can you afford it?"
Chen Xiuli also said: "That's it! My father is usually reluctant to drink such expensive wine. If it weren't for the Chinese New Year today, you and your son wouldn't be able to drink such a good wine. Seeing that you two kept drinking as soon as it was served, most of them
Both of you drank the whole bottle!"
Of course Chen Xiuli's words were nonsense, but her family stood on a united front, and for a while everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Ling.
It seems that Yang Ling and his son have become the poor people who fell in love with cheap things. They can't afford expensive wine, and now they come to their house to drink.
Yang Jianqiang knew that his son was not someone he liked to argue with, but he was very disappointed to hear that Yang Jianguo and his family could say such things.
Now that his son has made a lot of money, he has bought all kinds of drinks at home, including all brands. Not to mention Yang Jianqiang, he has tasted all the fine wines in the world, but at least he has tasted all the famous drinks on the market.
Although Fenjiu seems to be quite expensive and cannot be afforded by many people, in Yang Jianqiang's opinion, it is just an ordinary drink, not anything special.
But now Yang Jianguo and his family regard this bottle of wine as a treasure, and they don't hesitate to use it to ridicule their own family. This situation is too small.
Yang Ling was not angry after being scolded by Yang Tao and his wife. Instead, he smiled, stood up and left his seat.
"I just happened to bring a few bottles of wine when I came back this time. I think the meal tonight was quite good. Everyone was having such a good time drinking, so don't let it dampen the mood. Let's take it out and try it together."
As Yang Ling said that, he left the main room and headed towards the small room.
Chen Xiuli curled her lips and said with disdain: "What kind of good wine can their family afford? If someone else comes out with two bottles of Jiangzhou Daqu later, it will be too disgusting. My husband doesn't drink that kind of poor wine."
liquor."
Yang Jianguo glanced at his daughter-in-law and said, "Xiuli, please stop saying a few words. It's good that Yang Ling and the others can bring two bottles of wine when they come back. Jiangzhou Daqu is actually quite good, and it can be considered a good wine."
Yang Caifeng gently patted Su Yi's hand and whispered: "Su Yi, don't think too much. My family usually speaks more straightforwardly and doesn't have bad intentions. If anything happens, my sister-in-law will help you block it."
Su Yi looked at her sister-in-law gratefully. Everyone was full of hostility towards them when they returned home this time. Fortunately, this sister-in-law took good care of them.
Yang Jianguo's family has not shown a good look since the first day they came back, and it got even worse after that. Today they finally showed their true colors. In the final analysis, it was about the house.
But Su Yi had nothing to worry about.
This old house itself is not worth much, and Yang Ling will definitely not care. It is still too sad to turn his family against him just because of a house.
After a while, Yang Ling came back with two bottles of wine.
There were two eye-catching characters written on the two bottles of wine.
Moutai.
"What?"
When Yang Jianguo first saw the packaging, he was dumbfounded.
Moutai is one of the top wines on the market. A bottle costs 200 RMB. This price is simply not something he can afford.
Yang Ling took out two bottles at once, which was equivalent to a month's salary of many workers. This was too generous.
Yang Tao was speechless looking at the two bottles of wine. He didn't expect that Yang Ling would be so confident when he came up and took out two bottles of Maotai. Where did this kid buy it? Could he be a bank robber?
Yang Ling put the Maotai on the table and said behind Yang Jianguo and his son's back: "My second uncle and my cousin were having a great time drinking. If I don't bring out two bottles of good wine, I'm afraid it will ruin the scene."
"I brought these two bottles of Maotai from home. During this time, I have stored a lot of wine at home, and my dad drinks some every day."
When Yang Jianguo heard this, he vomited blood in his heart.
Yang Jianqiang drinks Maotai every day.
Is this still the life that humans live? It is simply the life of gods. Can their family afford it?
"Who are you fooling with another fake?" Chen Xiuli said in a mean tone.
Chen Xiuli had previously suspected that the things and toys Su Yi bought were all fake.
But after using Su Yi's cosmetics, Chen Xiuli, for a few days, she really felt that her face became more and more comfortable the more she used it. It was completely different from the cosmetics she used before.
Originally, Chen Xiuli wanted to say that the cosmetics Su Yi bought were obviously fake, and the difference in feeling was immediately apparent as soon as she used them on her face.
But when Chen Xiuli returned to using her previous cosmetics, her face immediately felt uncomfortable. Several pieces of skin on her cheeks were broken.
Chen Xiuli used it back obediently and found that her face was getting better and better after using those cosmetics.
But of course Chen Xiuli would not say these words in front of Su Yi.
Yang Tao took the Moutai bottle and looked down at it.
"Who are you trying to scare with fake wine?"
"The real Maotai does cost more than 200 yuan a bottle, but if it is blended with fake wine, it only costs more than a dozen yuan. Are you afraid of getting into trouble if you drink it?"
Yang Ling didn't care at all about Yang Tao's doubts. He opened a bottle of Moutai and poured a glass for everyone.
"Would you know if it's true or false if you try it? I believe that my cousin and uncle have drank a lot of good wine, so you will definitely be able to identify the authenticity of Moutai."
Yang Jianqiang picked up the wine glass, put it in front of his nose, took a sip, and drank half the glass with an intoxicated look on his face.
The taste still feels familiar.
Yang Jianguo couldn't help smelling the rich fragrance, so he couldn't help but pick up the wine glass and take a sip.
After taking this sip, the rich aroma of wine exploded in your mouth instantly.
Yang Jianguo's eyes instantly brightened. Such a fragrant taste and such a pure feeling are much stronger than the Fenjiu just now. It is definitely the authentic Maotai.
Yang Jianguo was immersed in the mellow fragrance and could not extricate himself for a long time.