"Eldest brother, second brother, we three brothers will have a drink first."
"Okay, cheers."
"cheers."
Song Qing took a breath of alcohol and served three glasses of wine.
Ling Yang quickly reached out to pick up a bottle of wine and silently placed it in front of him.
"Brother, after drinking this glass of wine, I can just pour it myself."
Song Qing nodded with a smile, reached out and picked up his wine glass to signal.
"It's okay, the eldest brother among us brothers won't be polite to you.
However, just drinking this one cup is not enough.
We brothers haven't gotten together for so long, so we have to drink three glasses of wine in a row.
Cheers, two brothers."
"As you wish, I respect you, little brother."
"As you wish, cheers."
Because of Young Master Liu and Song Qing, they had already drank a lot of strong alcohol.
Now that three glasses of warm wine were poured down their throats again, a faint trace of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the two brothers.
Ling Yang saw the fine traces of sweat on the foreheads of the two brothers. He held a pot in one hand and a wine glass in the other and gestured to them.
"Brother, third brother, you have drank a lot of wine before.
I don’t want to take advantage of you in terms of drinking, so I will punish myself with three more drinks."
Young Master Liu looked at his second brother who was pouring wine, happily cut off a piece of barbecue with a knife, and put it on the plate in front of Ling Yang with a smile.
"Second brother, how can you just punish yourself with three cups?
With your drinking capacity, if you accompany me and my eldest brother, you will have to drink at least ten drinks as punishment."
Song Qing took a bite of the sauced duck neck, and after hearing what Liu Dashao said, he immediately echoed it loudly.
"Third brother, what you said makes sense. Three glasses of wine is too little. You need at least ten glasses of wine."
Ling Yang saw the smiling faces of Young Master Liu and Song Qing, shook his head helplessly, and directly placed the wine glass in his hand on the stone table.
"Brother, third brother, don't punish yourself with ten glasses of wine. I'd better just drink a jug of wine."
Ling Yang took off the wine cork with his fingers, raised the wine bottle and took a long sip.
Young Master Liu and Song Qing looked at each other and gave Ling Yang a thumbs up.
"Second brother, you are so generous."
"Second brother, it's massive, it's really massive."
Ling Yang burped lightly and waved the empty wine bottle at the two brothers.
"Hiccup~Boss, Third, it's okay now."
"Massive, massive."
"Second brother, hurry up and eat some food to calm your stomach."
Ling Yang let out a long sigh of relief, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the roast meat that Mr. Liu had cut for himself.
"Hiccup~ Let's eat together as brothers."
Song Qing turned sideways and picked up a pot of just-warmed wine from the stove, and put it in front of Ling Yang with a sigh of relief.
"Second child."
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Song Qing picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He hesitated for a moment and looked at Ling Yang with complex eyes.
"These years you...you..."
Seeing that his elder brother seemed to want to say something but was hesitant, Ling Yang put his chopsticks on the plate.
"Brother, why are you so hesitant? Just say what you want to say."
Song Qing glanced sideways at Mr. Liu, raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.
"There's nothing particularly important, I just want to ask you.
After all these years, have you started a family?"
Ling Yang was startled when he heard the question his eldest brother asked him.
When he came to his senses, he lifted the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of wine with a bitter expression.
"not yet."
Song Qing leaned forward and lit a pot of dry smoke on the stove. Looking at the bitter look on his second brother Ling Yang's face, he frowned slightly and looked towards the southern sky.
"Brother, you should be forty-three this year."
"Yes, I am forty and three years old this year.
In ten days and a half, after the New Year, you will be forty-four years old."
Song Qing nodded silently, raised his head and blew out the smoke in his mouth.
"After the New Year, you will be forty-four years old.
If you don't get married, the bloodline of your Ling family will be cut off with you!"
Song Qing's words were meant for Ling Yang to hear, but his eyes fell on Young Master Liu.
Young Master Liu felt his elder brother's gaze and silently took a puff of his cigarette with a complicated look on his face.
He pursed his lips and looked at Song Qing, who fell silent and didn't say anything for a long time.
Ling Yang looked at his elder brother Song Qing's sad face, then at Liu Mingzhi's complicated expression, picked up the wine glass and took a silent sip.
"Brother, I understand your good intentions, but I'm used to living alone."
"Second brother, as the saying goes, there are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having children.
You are now married and starting a business. Judging from your current age, it is still possible for you to have children in your old age.
When you have children of your own, the bloodline of your Ling family can be considered continued.
Then, if you continue to delay.
The fate of your Ling family will really depend on you in the future.
In this case, how do you explain to the souls of the third uncle and the third aunt that are still in heaven?
Ultimately, after a hundred years, how can you have the dignity to meet them?"
Ling Yang sighed with a low expression, and poured a glass of wine with slightly trembling arms.
"Brother, to be honest, I haven't thought about it that much.
In life, everything has its own destiny.
Perhaps, my little brother is destined to die alone."
Song Qing picked up his wine glass and shifted his gaze from Young Master Liu to Ling Yang.
"drink wine."
"Brother, I respect you."
"Eldest brother, second brother, and younger brother, here's a drink to you."
"Second child."
"Well, big brother?"
"Third uncle, third aunt and the others have passed away many years ago.
Me, you, Laosan, Wei'er, Song Yun, Mingli, Song Lei, Xuan'er, Mingjie.
Among us brothers and sisters, my brother is the oldest.
To be continued...