Chapter 245 The eldest brother doesn’t like to talk, but the eldest brother just wants to eat
Hearing this, Chen Yunyun was stunned.
She turned her head and glanced at the child, her eyes instantly softened.
“Okay, I’ll clamp it for you.”
The little girl thought for a while and made a milky sound.
“Thank you Yunyun.”
This skill is about learning now and selling now.
Chen Yunyun smiled and said, "You're welcome."
The little girl held a bowl and took small bites of rice. He glanced at Chen Yunyun, then at Cai, then at Wang Yuhe, and finally at Jiang Nian.
Seems a little curious as to why the eldest brother doesn’t speak.
Because the eldest brother needs to eat, don’t force him to test you on arithmetic questions.
Jiang Nian was indifferent to this and just wanted to eat.
The traditional wedding banquet dishes in small hotels in the county are different from the traditional dishes in Xiaolongtan. The gentlemen in the county have three heights, so the taste is lighter.
However, he still prefers big fish and meat. Because he is a senior in high school, there are no taboos.
The naughty kid at the next table was already standing on the chair, holding up his chopsticks and yelling loudly. Playing house on the white jade plate, red, white, thin, and broken.
Jiang Nian withdrew his gaze and looked towards himself.
Well, the years are peaceful.
Jiang Nian was not focused on picking up the food, even though there was a table of food in front of him. But basically I can only pick up a small group distributed in a fan shape in front of me, and I always stick to the rules.
There was no old man at the table, and several young people were playing with their mobile phones.
The only child was there quietly, picking at the rice in his bowl.
Even the grains of rice that fell on the table would be twisted up, and she asked Chen Yunyun in a milky voice where there was a trash can.
It’s actually a bit too normal.
People just can’t live too smoothly, it’s too cheap.
Jiang Nian himself wanted to make a scene.
Yunyun, I want to eat this! I want to eat this! (Twisting and crawling) (Breaking the dinner plate) (Overturning the table)
After a while, Wang Yuhe typed a message on his cell phone to Jiang Nian.
“Jiang Nian, help me transfer that dish over there.”
She didn’t want to transfer it because she was embarrassed.
"No, I'm too lazy to turn." Jiang Nian refused decisively, "Turn by yourself, and remember to stop your elbow in front of me after turning."
"You" Wang Yuhe was so angry that he continued to type, " You transfer it for me, and I’ll say thank you.”
“No need, because I’m a mean person.”
Zhennan’s rules are strict, and adults basically transfer tables. Or when a child makes a request, the adults turn tables with a doting look on their face, while the high school student basically stays silent.
In fact, if Jiang Nian is Wang Yuhe.
He would ask the child at the table what he wanted to eat, no matter what the little girl said.
First, he secretly turned the dish he wanted to eat in front of him, took a pair of chopsticks and asked again.
As soon as I came back and forth, the table started to turn.
But there are no old or medium players at this table, and no one will show off because of some rules.
After all, times have changed, and young people only abide by public order and good customs.
Even so, before Jiang Nian’s table started eating. It was still a tacit agreement to wait for the oldest person, who was in his mid-twenties, to move his chopsticks, and then he started to pick up the food freely.
Wang Yuhe was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to change the table.
As soon as your hand came close to the glass turntable, it was like hanging a thousand-pound pendant.
There is no way to stretch forward any further, and the hand hangs down helplessly.
Chen Yunyun couldn’t stand it anymore and just wanted to ask.
Suddenly, I heard movement from the front. I looked up and saw that it was the bride and groom coming to toast.
Someone walked over from the front and seemed to be leaving the hotel.
Chen Yunyun didn’t care at first. But after a quick glance, I found that the person looked familiar.
When I took a closer look, I was stunned. The man in front of me smelling of alcohol was the head teacher!
She immediately panicked. Although she didn’t know what she was panicking about, she did feel guilty.
“Jiang Nian.”
Jiang Nian was still observing whether Wang Yuhe had the courage to turn the table when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
“Huh?”
Chen Yunyun was speechless as she looked at the head teacher who was getting closer and closer. Jiang Nian noticed that her expression was wrong.
Looking back along his gaze, he also saw Old Liu.
To be precise, it was Old Liu whose face was red.
The blush of middle age is better than all devotion to work.
You still have class in the first period of the afternoon!
You are doing something crazy!
Under Chen Yunyun’s shocked gaze, Jiang Nian stood up directly.
She thought Jiang Nian was going to run away or avoid the class teacher, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, no one can explain this situation clearly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Nian refused to retreat but advanced, and Lao Liu was arrested with a helping hand.
“Okay, teacher, are you so drunk?”
Lao Liu was having a happy wedding today, and the groom was a good personal friend of his.
He stayed single until he was in his thirties before getting married. His parents were extremely happy.
Old Liu Gang was a little drunk and planned to go to the front desk to get a hot towel.
A man suddenly appeared next to him, and his words from the teacher almost scared him into impotence.
Not only are students afraid of meeting teachers outside school, some teachers also don’t want to meet students outside school.
Especially when I have classes in the afternoon, but I’m drunk again.
After all, no one can explain this situation clearly.
“Jiang Jiangnian, why are you here?”
“Let’s have a wedding drink, doesn’t the teacher have a class in the afternoon?” Jiang Nian struck directly and started questioning his soul, “In the first class in the afternoon, the teacher was so drunk.”
"Ah, this, you don't know something." Old Liu has a big tongue, but he is still sober, "Teacher, I will not get drunk after a thousand cups, this is a small amount."
"Teacher, I think you are going to fall."
"Nonsense."
" By the way, teacher, where are you going? ”
“Get a hot towel from the front desk.”
“Come on, teacher, I’ll help you get one.”
Chen Yunyun opened her mouth slightly and watched Jiang Nian take the class teacher away. When Jiang Nian came back again, he had four more towels in his hand.
Yang Qiming was half full when the person next to him opened a pack of cigarettes and started to scatter them.
He took it and clamped it on his ear.
Huang Cailang didn’t realize it, so he took a cigarette and put it in his ear.
I don’t know what the use is, and he doesn’t know how to smoke, but it’s definitely good to learn from others.
"Which family are you from? (Dialect)" The old man, who had white hair and a sip of white wine, said, "I am really old and I don't recognize any of the younger people."
Yang Qiming thought about it and reported his biological father's name.
The old man looked confused and shook his head.
“I don’t remember.”
Suddenly, Yang Qiming realized something and had an idea.
"My grandfather is Yang Junmin."
"Ah! I recognize your grandfather." The old man suddenly realized, put down his glass and said, "I think back then, I had something I liked, but your grandfather took it away."
Hiss~~ Huang Cailang took a deep breath.
He turned to look at Yang Qiming blankly, wondering, Brother Yang, was his grandfather so fierce back then?
It doesn’t matter, just eat a few more bites.
So, Yang Qiming was in charge of chatting, and Huang Cailang took the opportunity to eat hard.
Huang Cailang was eating happily when his leg was suddenly patted under the table.
After he was interrupted, he looked up and saw that Yang Qiming's face looked strange.
The other party kept telling him to look at his phone with his eyes, and opened it to take a look.
Yang: "Fuck, we ate at the wrong table."
Huang Cailang was confused, thinking, wasn't Brother Yang just chatting happily with the old man?
He was typing anxiously with one hand under the table, and hurriedly picked up another piece of steamed pork with his other hand.
"Brother, what's going on?"
Yang: "Go out and say something, the wind is blowing hard."
At the table, the middle-aged man saw that the old man was almost done with his cigarettes, so he subconsciously touched the lighter.
“Eh? Where’s my lighter?”
“I guess it fell to the ground, I have it here.” Another middle-aged person said, He took out a cigarette and said, "Old man, let me light it for you."
Seeing that everyone at the table was focused on the person who lit the cigarette, Yang Qiming stood up and Huang Cairang also stood up.
“Where is the toilet here?”
“Brother, it should be over there.”
The two of them slipped away and walked out of the banquet hall.
In the deserted corridor, Huang Cailang breathed a long sigh of relief, and his tense body finally relaxed.
“Brother, it was too thrilling just now.”
Yang Qiming smiled slightly and said contemptuously.
“On the contrary.”
In Huang Cairang’s confused eyes, Yang Qiming opened his clenched fists.
I saw his palm open, slowly revealing a plastic lighter!
“What the hell?”
After being shocked, Huang Cairang looked back at the banquet and sighed.
“Brother, let’s go.”
“Go?” Yang Qiming glanced at his younger brother, “Are you full?”
“No.”
"But we are not just."
"Of course it's the other side. Why don't you eat if you give me money?" Yang Qiming snapped his fingers. In fact, he was not full.
“Let’s go, let’s eat somewhere else.”
At the wedding banquet, Zeng You suddenly put down his chopsticks and patted his face.
Bang bang bang.
This abstract move caught Wu Jungu’s attention. He turned to look at him in confusion and asked.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh, I really can't stay up late." Zeng You shook his head, "I just heard the voices of Yang Qiming and Huang Cairang, and I have already begun to hallucinate."
Wu Jun was speechless and looked around.
“It’s possible that they really came, but we just didn’t see it.”
"Okay, I'll go take a look." Zeng You stood up and left his seat and said, "Halfway through the banquet, they must still be there, they should be near us."
Wu Jungu thought this was a bit neurotic, but when he thought of Zeng You, he felt it was very reasonable.
“Then you go ahead.”
After a while, Zeng You came back sweating profusely. The moment he sat down, his face turned pale.
“No, I didn’t even see anyone from our school, but...”
“Well, maybe it was an auditory hallucination.” Wu Jungu didn’t care much and continued to eat calmly.
"I'm done, I'm about to die." Zeng You swallowed, looked up to the sky and sighed, "I don't have any inheritance. I gave you those two large power banks."
Wu Jungu: "."
He is a person with a gentle personality. He doesn't know how to comfort others, and he struggled for a long time before holding back a sentence.
“That’s it for now, let’s eat first.”
Huang Cairang followed Yang Qiming and listened to his name being announced, preparing to score twice.
It actually went in smoothly.
The waiter led the way attentively and turned around.
"Those tables are full, and there is a table with fewer people over there."
"Okay, thank you." Yang Qiming said.
“You’re welcome.”
Huang Cairang followed behind with his head down, and couldn’t help but silently give Yang Qiming a like. He thought to himself that Brother Yang is indeed a person who has seen big scenes, and he always handles things calmly.
“This way, we’re here.” The waiter said.
Yang Qiming was still smiling and just wanted to say thank you.
I turned around and was stunned.