Chapter eight hundred and thirty third dare not climb high
Zhou Baoyu picked up the wine bowl and moistened his throat, and then continued with a playful look: "Also, Marshal, your two families have already entered into a marriage.
Now, the boy Cheng Qian and your second girl, childhood sweethearts, are also getting married.
In this way, your two families will become even more intimate.
If this is not a good marriage, then what else can be considered a good marriage?
Brother Song, do you think so?"
Song Qing's face suddenly stiffened when he heard Zhou Baoyu's laughing and teasing remarks.
He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm while peeling the braised peanuts in his hand.
In fact, I was quite panicked inside.
Oh, shit.
I am obviously here to be a lobbyist for my third brother.
Don't accidentally put your own thoughtful little cotton-padded jacket in it again.
Young Master Liu looked at the two people with different expressions with playful eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and raised his wine bowl to gesture to the two of them with a half-smile.
"Brother, Baoyu, don't just talk.
Come on, let’s have another bowl, the three of us.”
Zhou Baoyu put down the kuaizi in his hand and directly picked up his wine bowl.
"Commander, it's done."
Song Qing looked at the smiling Zhou Baoyu, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times, and he picked up his wine bowl with a smile on his face.
"Hehehe, do it."
After Song Qing drank the wine in one gulp, he was afraid that Zhou Baoyu would tell him again about his daughter's affair with Liu Cheng.
Therefore, he planned to take a preemptive strike and be the first to speak up to resolve this topic.
"Brother Baoyu, what you just said is indeed correct.
Song Lei, my brother's younger sister, had already married this guy Mingli many years ago.
Now, if my second daughter gets married to this boy Cheng Qian, it will indeed be a good marriage.
However, no matter how good we talk between brothers, what's the use?
He doesn’t allow it under the circumstances.”
"Then, Brother Song, please tell me why the situation doesn't allow it?"
Song Qing was picking up the pot and pouring wine while sorting out his thoughts.
"Brother Baoyu, as you just said, our second girl and this boy Cheng Qian are childhood sweethearts who grew up together.
Brother Wei does not deny this.
However, it is true that the two of them were childhood sweethearts who grew up together.
However, they are just childhood sweethearts who grew up together.
There is no affection between the two of them as a child or a daughter."
Zhou Baoyu's face froze slightly when he heard Song Qing's words. He had vaguely guessed what Song Qing wanted to say next.
as expected.
Song Qing's words below were exactly what he had guessed in his heart.
"Brother Baoyu, let's talk about this guy and your girl Tong.
Although the two of them were not childhood sweethearts who grew up together, they have never lost contact in the years since they met.
In the past few years, Tong Yatou has come to the capital more than once to look for this boy Chenggan.
After many years of getting along with each other, Cheng Qian and Tong Yatou can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, right?
The most important point is that compared to our second girl.
Your Tong Yatou and Cheng Qian have already been a pair of lovers who have mutual feelings for each other."
Zhou Baoyu looked at Song Qing angrily, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
Although I had already guessed what Song Qing wanted to say, when I actually heard what he said.
In my heart, I still couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
Zhou Baoyu took a puff of dry cigarette gently, looked at Song Qing with a depressed expression and laughed a few times.
"Hehehe, that makes damn sense."
Song Qing knocked out the ashes in the smoke pot under the stone table with his backhand, and a smile appeared on his face again.
"Brother Baoyu.
As a brother, why don't you want to get closer to your third brother and his family?
It's a pity that Cheng Qian likes your Tong girl in his heart, not our second girl.
As the saying goes, a melon that is too strong is not sweet.
In this case, I can't force the two of them to be tied together, right?
Therefore, our second girl and this boy Cheng Qian only seem to have a good marriage.
In fact, it’s not a good marriage at all.”
Zhou Baoyu's mind suddenly changed and he pondered for a moment, then picked up the wine bowl and gestured to the two of them.
"Commander, Brother Song, let's have another drink."
"Drink together."
"Done."
Zhou Baoyu deliberately slowed down his drinking speed, and his mind was rapidly thinking about countermeasures to Song Qing.
However, Song Qing seemed to have guessed his thoughts and did not leave him any time to think secretly.
As soon as Song Qing put down the wine bowl, he immediately looked at Zhou Baoyu who was holding the wine bowl and deliberately drinking slowly.
"Brother Baoyu, it's just a bowl of wine. Did you drink it for so long?
The three of us just drank a jar of wine together. You haven't drank too much, have you?
If this is the case, then you will be very disappointed today."
When Zhou Baoyu heard Song Qing's words, he cursed in his heart.
Hey, I'll go, Song Qing, it's your uncle's.
After Zhou Baoyu cursed Song Qing in his heart, he had to speed up his drinking.
"Hiccup~"
Zhou Baoyu burped lightly and reached out to wipe the wine from the corner of his mouth.
"Brother Song, are you kidding? How could you drink too much with such a small amount of wine?
I accidentally choked when I was eating soy sauce beef just now, so I drank slowly and drank it smoothly."
"I see, come on, let me pour you some wine, brother."
"Then there's Brother Laosong."
"Hey, between us brothers, if we say something like this, it will be a public scandal."
"Brother Song, I have a question for you. I hope you can help me clarify my doubts."
Song Qing's action of pouring the wine paused slightly, and his eyes became tangled as he pondered.
He knew in his heart that Zhou Baoyu's problem must be related to his caring little cotton-padded jacket and Liu Cheng's affair with this kid.
However, he couldn't help but answer.
Once he deliberately avoids this topic, Zhou Baoyu will definitely use it as an excuse to attack himself again.
It seems that Zhou Baoyu still doesn’t want to give up!
Song Qing murmured to himself for a while and had to nod happily.
"Brother Baoyu, if you have any questions, just ask.
As a brother, if I knew, I would definitely tell you everything."
"Brother Song, I want to ask you a question.
Were you already in love with your two sisters-in-law before you got married?"
When Song Qing heard Zhou Baoyu's inquiry, his face suddenly became embarrassed.
In just a few breaths, Song Qing understood the profound meaning of Zhou Baoyu's question.
Song Qing wanted to answer Zhou Baoyu, saying that he and the two ladies had already been deeply in love before they got married.
However, he knew it more clearly in his heart.
Once I answer Zhou Baoyu's question in this way, I will face endless questions one after another.
For a moment, Song Qing's expression suddenly became tangled.
Zhou Baoyu looked at Song Qing happily, picked up the wine bowl in his hand and took a sip.
"Brother Song."
"Hey, brother Baoyu, tell me."
"Brother Song, you haven't answered my little brother's question yet.
Were you already in love with your two sisters-in-law before you got married?"
Song Qing suddenly became embarrassed when he heard Zhou Baoyu's inquiry.
"Uh, this...this..."
Seeing Song Qing's embarrassed expression, Zhou Baoyu raised his eyes and glanced at Mr. Liu, then picked up the wine bowl beside him with a smile on his face.
"Brother Song, is this question difficult to answer?"
"Well, it's not difficult to answer, it's not difficult to answer."
Zhou Baoyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, picked up his wine bowl and gestured to Young Master Liu.
"Commander, I will give you another bowl."
Young Master Liu turned his head and glanced at Song Qing. He picked up the wine glass and gestured to Zhou Baoyu with a smile.
"Done."
Zhou Baoyu drank all the wine in the bowl, put down the bowl, and glanced at Song Qing with a chuckle.
"Brother Song, aren't you already drunk?
You haven’t answered brother’s question yet?”
Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu with an embarrassed expression, but did not say anything for a long time.
He knew in his heart that he had been tricked by Zhou Baoyu.
No matter how you answer this question, the final result will be unfavorable to you.
Song Qing pondered to himself for a moment, and decided to answer Zhou Baoyu's question honestly.
"Brother Baoyu, let me tell you the truth.
Before I married your two sisters-in-law, I didn’t have any substantial feelings."
Zhou Baoyu raised his eyebrows, and with a smile, he picked up a piece of beef with a kuai and placed it on the plate that Song Qing had bought for a thousand years.
"Brother Song, you didn't have any substantial relationship foundation with the two wives.
Therefore, brother, I take the liberty to ask you something.
Do you and your husband love each other now?"
Song Qing remained hesitantly silent for a moment, then nodded silently.
"My brother and your two sisters-in-law are indeed still in love with each other."
"Brother Song, after hearing what you said, I feel relieved.
As you said before, my girl and this boy Cheng Qian have now reached the point of liking each other.
It is indeed a good marriage between the two of them.
However, based on your answer, Brother Song.
Before a couple becomes a couple, there is no emotional foundation for mutual affection.
However, after getting married, they still lived in love with each other.
In this case, Brother Song, why are you so sure that your second girl and this boy Cheng Qian live extremely unhappy lives without any feelings?
In other words, Brother Song, why are you so sure?
Surely the relationship between your second girl and this boy Cheng Qian is not a match made in heaven?"
As soon as Zhou Baoyu finished speaking, he looked towards Song Qing with narrow eyes.
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, Zhou Baoyu suddenly stopped in his hand to hold the wine.
Song Qing didn't have any too surprised reaction. He poured three large bowls of wine with a smile, then reached out and grabbed a piece of roasted sheep head and ate it in big gulps.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu's troubled expression, reached out to pick up the wine bowl, and handed it directly to Zhou Baoyu.
"Baoyu, what are you doing standing still? Let's drink and talk at the same time."
Zhou Baoyu reached out and took the wine bowl, looked at Mr. Liu with complicated eyes, and sighed helplessly.
"Oh, handsome!
The general will know that this drink is not that delicious!"
Young Master Liu picked up the wine bowl with one hand, grabbed a piece of roasted lamb leg with the other and threw it towards Zhou Baoyu.
Zhou Baoyu saw the leg of lamb thrown by Mr. Liu and caught it with a casual move.
"Zhou Baoyu, you should be damn content.
The wine we are drinking is the peach blossom wine brewed by my young master’s sister herself, and has been stored in the cellar for at least twenty years.
I have stored this fine wine in my cellar for so many years, and I am not willing to drink it on weekdays.
Today you came to my house as a guest, and I brought out five or six jars for you, young master.
If such a meal doesn’t taste good, what kind of drink can taste good?
The jade liquid drunk by the immortals in the sky is really delicious. I must be able to get it for you too, right?"
Young Master Liu waited for Zhou Baoyu to curse angrily, deliberately misinterpreting the meaning of his previous words.
Zhou Baoyu rolled his eyes angrily when he heard Mr. Liu deliberately distorting his meaning, and took a bite of the roast mutton in his hand with a depressed expression.
After taking a bite of the mutton, he grabbed a piece of mutton and threw it towards Young Master Liu with a smile.
"Commander, your roast lamb is so delicious, you should try it while it's hot."
Mr. Liu distorted the meaning of his words.
What about drinking?”
In a few words, Song Qing once again shifted the topic to Liu Chengqian and Zhou Tong'er, a pair of young enemies.
When Zhou Baoyu heard that Song Qing had changed the topic to his caring little cotton-padded jacket, his face suddenly became anxious.
He quickly put down the roast mutton in his hand, reached out and picked up the wine bowl and gestured to Song Qing.
"Brother Song, we brothers haven't had a good drink together for almost a year.
My little brother, during these days when I was guarding the frontier, you have no idea how much I missed the military life when we rode horses and whipped together and charged into battle together.
At that time, we brothers followed the general and fought in the north and south, east and west, drinking heavily and eating meat.
How heroic and unrestrained the life was.
Come, come, come, in order to remember our brothers’ military life in the past, we two brothers have a bowl alone. "
Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu's expression that suddenly became a little anxious, and chuckled, picking up the wine bowl and touching it.
"Okay, in order to remember the days of military life in the past, we brothers will have a bowl."
"Hiccup~"
Zhou Baoyu burped softly, put down the wine bowl, reached out and grabbed a handful of braised peanuts and placed them on the table eucalyptus on Song Qing's body.
"Brother Song, the smell of braised peanuts at Dashuai's house is unique in the world.
You eat first, and my little brother will pour you wine."
Song Qing pushed his wine bowl forward with his fingers, peeled off a peanut with a smile and put it in his mouth.
"Brother Baoyu."
"Brother Song, tell me."
Song Qing bent down and picked up a jar of wine from under the stone table, and skillfully and neatly patted off the sealing mud on the wine jar.
"Brother Baoyu, after you finish drinking the peach blossom wine in your hand, we brothers will replace it with the good wine that my brother brought from home.
The two jars of Bamboo Leaf Green I brought to my brother are aged wines that have been stored in the cellar for more than 40 years.
Third brother is so stingy that he hides good wine and is reluctant to share it.
Brother Wei is not as stingy as him. No matter how good the vintage wine is, Brother Wei is willing to share it with his brothers.
Brother Baoyu, just drink it. If it’s not enough, I’ll send someone to fetch a few jars from home.
Don't worry, I will make sure you drink this drink today.
I, Song Qing, still don’t believe it. The old wines that have been stored in the cellar for decades are displayed here.
Is this wine any better?"
Zhou Baoyu had just poured a bowl of wine for Song Qing. After hearing his words, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
Oh my god, Song Qing, Song Qing.
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