My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 100 Buying a bunch of flowers

Six p.m.

"Gudong Gudong~"

The bottom of the red tomato pot was bubbling, and pieces of boiled beef brisket rolled and floated to the surface, exuding a tempting meaty aroma.

Around the hot pot, there are chopped tripe, fat beef, shabu-shabu beef, beef offal and various fresh side dishes.

"Zizizi~" In the frying pan, two steaks were being sizzled, and then they were taken out of the pan, put on a plate, poured on the pepper sauce prepared earlier, sprinkled with sea salt, and served on the table.

"That's it! You're done!"

Looking at the table full of dishes, Meng Lang, wearing an apron and dressed as a house cook, showed a satisfied smile.

The "Hyperspace Radio Group" once again verified the powerful "24-hour law".

Give me a life, and give you a chef.

Facts have proved that there is nothing that cannot be solved in a lifetime!
If so, then two lifetimes!
"I said you guy, you know how to cook and you're hiding it, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

The dumbfounded Yan Weiwei looked at the table full of dishes and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Hey, believe it or not, I'm a new learner, I have no other advantages, that is, I can learn everything quickly, and I'm called Xueba for short!" Meng Lang chuckled.

"Scholar? Tsinghua University or Peking University, so crazy?" Yan Weiwei asked him.

"Uh……"

This problem is very worrying.

I am a late bloomer, I am too old, and I am not necessarily a good type.

The key was in flight mode when I was young, and the "signal" was not good...

Just when he was embarrassed, Lin Haitang and Lin Xiaoyu opened the door and came in to help him out.

The two of them were still carrying large and small bags of snacks and juices, obviously they had just purchased them.

"I'm back, I've worked hard! Come on, I'll do it." Meng Lang hurried over and took a small bag from Xiao Yu's hand.

Lin Haitang froze for a moment, then looked at the two big bags in his hands.

emm...

"The rice is ready?" Xiao Yu smelled the aroma of the room and sniffed his nose.

Then, seeing the dishes on the table, she opened her small mouth, showing the same expression as Yan Weiwei.

"Hehe! Little Mencius is really hiding his secrets. I don't know how many secrets he keeps from us."

Yan Weiwei looked at Meng Lang while setting the dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Lin Haitang was also very surprised when she saw it.

Could it be that the pot of paste I saw before...is actually the other party making biochemical weapons?

But after carefully looking at the dishes on the table, his eyes suddenly became strange.

"Tomato sirloin hot pot, steak, beef with scallions, beef stew with potatoes...

Uh...why are they all cows? "Xiao Yu looked at the table with some doubts.

"This...I invented it, the whole cow banquet, how about it, is it bullish or not?" Meng Lang said with a dry smile.

The ghost knows why when I want to cook, all kinds of "beef" recipes pop up in my mind.

Could it be that a brother was kicked by a bull and became a feud?

"Uncle is amazing, but how do you know that my sister likes beef the most?"

"Huh?" X2
……

Everyone sat down and moved their chopsticks, the atmosphere was a bit weird.

Yan Weiwei stared at Meng Lang, and bit a piece of beef tendon in her mouth until it creaked.

Lin Haitang lowered her eyebrows and pleasing her eyes, she only cared about eating, she didn't listen to anything outside the window, and she only seemed to eat the whole cow feast.

Xiaoyu bit her chopsticks and looked at meng lang apologetically.

Meng Lang inexplicably understood her little eyes: I'm sorry uncle, I've grown up, but I'm too immature...

well!Meng Lang sighed inwardly.

Yu, you realized it too late...

孽 孽!
God knows which brother is doing the "super time and space assist"?
He could almost hear the system prompt "Lin Haitang's favorability +1+1+1".

So, did I choose the emotional line first, or did the emotional line make the choice for me first?

Another philosophical endless loop of "which came first, the chicken or the egg"...

brain hurts...

"Cough!" Meng Lang couldn't bear Yan Weiwei's gaze, and coughed dryly, breaking the weird atmosphere.

"That... It's fate that everyone can get together again, shouldn't we raise a glass to celebrate?"

"That's right! Come on, I'll pour juice for everyone!" Xiao Yu obviously wanted to make up for it.

But Yan Weiwei rolled her eyes, "Forget about Xiaoyu, we are all adults, how can we drink juice to celebrate, how about wine?"

Hearing the word "wine", Meng Lang's eyelids twitched.

I don't feel like talking today, and I don't want to pass out.

After drinking too much, how can I witness with my own eyes how I ended up on the path of being a "scumbag"?
"Hehe! I didn't buy wine today, so I forgot, so I can only make do with juice." Meng Lang laughed.

"Didn't buy it?" Yan Weiwei got up immediately, took out two bottles of wine from a cabinet, and "Duang" lined them up on the table.

"Fortunately, someone sent a few bottles before, so I drank it!"

Glancing at the two bottles of wine, the corner of Meng Lang's mouth twitched.

Flying Moutai! 53°!

I took a bottle and looked at it, 10 years old...

Meng Lang was speechless.

His dad loves drinking, especially sauce-flavored wine, so he probably knows that a bottle of Moutai of this vintage is basically five or six thousand on the market.

With just this bottle of wine, several tables of "full cow banquet" like today can be arranged...

"Cough! This wine is too expensive, and today is not a big day, so there is no need for it." Meng Lang laughed dryly.

"Isn't wine just for drinking? Except for Xiao Yu, if anyone doesn't drink today, they will lose face and look down on me, Yan!" Yan Weiwei looked like a bandit.

snort!Tiny!If I can't drink you down today and reveal all your secrets, my surname is not Yan!

No one in the room could tell that posture, Yan Weiwei was a drunkard.

Meng Lang was also a little conflicted, the visitor was not kind.

Let’s talk about health preservation or not, the key point is that I don’t want to be a scumbag...

【It's the one I love who is too stupid and naive...】

Yan Weiwei's arrogance was in full swing, and someone's cell phone rang in an embarrassing way.

"I'll answer the phone first." Meng Lang picked up the phone with a sigh of relief and chose to connect.

"Hello! Oh, my courier, please put it at the doorman for me first, I'll pick it up later, thank you!"

Hang up the phone, only to find that Yan Weiwei has unscrewed the bottle cap and is twisting the second bottle...

"Hey! Don't..." She wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.

The rich aroma of wine wafted out, and the small 1 yuan was just opened.

"What? Can't drink enough? Don't worry, sister won't laugh at you!"

Yan Weiwei chuckled, threw back the bottle cap in her hand, and threw it precisely into the trash can.

Meng Lang glanced at it, and just threw away a few hundred yuan, which is a pity...

No, what am I thinking, people who start off with tens of millions of dollars in picking up leaks are actually thinking about picking up bottle caps... drop in price!
"Cough! I really don't drink much..."

【It's the one I love who is too stupid and naive...】

Just as he was talking, the phone rang again.

"Hey! Courier, please put it at the guard's place for me first, I'll pick it up later, thank you!"

If it is almost the same, hang up the phone.

But as soon as he put down the phone, the next call came again.

"Hello! Courier? Please help me release the doorman, thank you!"

Putting down the phone, Lin Haitang looked at him strangely, "What did you buy? Why are there so many deliveries?"

"Oh! Blind box." Meng Lang replied casually.

"You still believe this? Buy blind boxes online, thank you for thinking it out!"

"This is different. I have inside information!" Meng Lang chuckled.

"Buying blind boxes online also has inside information, so you've met a scam call, right?" Yan Weiwei sneered.

My brother, you can't lie to yourself if you lie to anyone!

Before Meng Lang could speak, the fourth phone rang again.

When he put down the phone, he realized that the wine glass in front of him had been filled up at some point.

right!It's the glass for drinking juice...

"Uh..." This is a bit big!

The key is that you only have half a cup in your cup?
"Come on! For our Xiaoyu guards to gather again and join forces in victory, come on! Everyone, drink up this cup!"

Without giving Meng Lang a chance to refuse, Captain Yan stood up and picked up his glass.

That posture, the kind where anyone would get mad if they didn't give face.

For some unknown reason, Lin Haitang didn't object, and picked up half a glass of wine and stood up. Xiao Yu, the little follower, naturally picked up the juice to respond.

The three of them looked at meng lang together.

"Little Mencius, can't you?" Yan Weiwei had a naked provocative look in her eyes.

No?

Meng Lang laughed angrily.

How can a man say no?

It's not that I want to be a scumbag, you forced me, everyone can testify, I'm passive, right?

"Come on! Cheers!"

Two hours later...

Looking at Yan Weiwei who was unconscious on the dining table, Meng Lang was speechless.

So... what gave you the courage to drink me?

Is it the "poor drinking capacity" I said that gave you the illusion that you can fight back?
If you don't have the diamonds, don't do the porcelain work. A little self-knowledge, okay?

There were almost half of the two bottles of Moutai on the table left. Meng Lang's face was only rosy, and he was still a short distance away from being drunk.

His drinking capacity was trained by his father, not to mention a thousand drinks without getting drunk, he is much better than ordinary people.

As for Yan Weiwei...

A typical drink, the talent is all about momentum.

But why is this situation different from what is written in the book?

Oh, right!The book said that he used alcohol to drown his sorrows because of Lu Kexin's death, it didn't say that he was drinking with Yan Weiwei!
It is estimated that the last two bottles of Moutai were killed by himself?
That makes sense.

In Meng Lang's heart, there was a sense of time and space confusion in his heart, as if the track was gently moved, and the locomotive of life rumbled to another life trajectory.

well!Sighed slightly.

I didn't treat him as a scumbag, it's strange... Cough cough!That is really relaxing!

In fact, it is not difficult to make a choice, the difficult thing is not to regret your choice.

The so-called maturity does not mean that you can choose the correct answer every time, but that you can pretend that you have no regrets even if you choose the wrong answer...

Meng Lang took another look at Yan Weiwei, who was so drunk, let go of the inexplicable loss in his heart, and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp!

Qingming is coming soon, so I went to buy a bunch of flowers by the way.

Pay homage to my dead love...

(End of this chapter)