Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 342 Baibing is Drunk

The second soldier turned his head and saw that it was a large army.

His wrists were tightly bound, and the whole glass of wine splashed to the ground.

He smiled and said flatteringly: "Brother, I just want to taste it, just one bite, okay?"

Dajun shook his head, "No, your singing is terrible. Today is New Year's Eve, and I don't want to hear howls."

The second soldier was exposed to the black history, and immediately became angry, and became stubborn, and wanted to taste the wine no matter what.

He flicked his right hand vigorously, trying to get rid of Da Jun's control, but unexpectedly, Da Jun's hands were like iron clamps, firmly clamped on his wrist.

The second soldier's competitive spirit was immediately aroused.

In the basketball team, he is almost the strongest, and he has never lost an arm wrestle with his teammates.

Today, seeing the strength of Dajun, he wanted to teach his eldest brother a lesson.

The second soldier put down the wine glass in his hand, put his elbow on the dining table, and grabbed it with his right arm.

But even though he exerted all his breastfeeding strength, Da Jun's left hand still rested on his wrist, slipped occasionally, and held it up again.

Xiao Man just came out after changing clothes, saw the two elder brothers wrestling their wrists, clapped their hands and said: "Second brother lost, your right hand is no match for elder brother's left."

Sanmin clicked his tongue when he saw it, "Brother is really amazing."

Seeing that he was indeed no match for the army, the second soldier wanted to say a few jokes to get past him, but when he saw that his younger brothers and sisters were praising him, he suddenly became unhappy, and suddenly increased his strength.

Seeing that the second soldier's face was flushed, and the veins on his forehead and neck were bulging, He Wanqing knew that he must win the game, so she shook her head with a smile.

"Second soldier, why are you so serious? Isn't it just a joke? Does it matter who wins or loses?"

The second soldier hadn't answered yet, when Xiaoman suddenly yelled, "What's wrong with the white cake, it looks like he's drunk."

Several children looked at Baibing together.

Sure enough, Baibing was walking staggeringly on the ground, and his four legs were uncoordinated. He walked forward with his hind legs, but his front legs stood still, tripping him all of a sudden.

It looked around inexplicably, and then at its own legs, as if it didn't understand why it fell flat.

Baibing tried her best to stand up, but her body was still unsteady, and she stumbled when she walked. With a bang, her head hit the foot of the sofa again.

The people in the room couldn't help laughing at the drunken look on Baibing's face.

Xiaoman ran over, hugged Baibing distressedly, rubbed its head gently, watched its sleepy eyes, and sniffed its mouth.

"Baibing really drank, who in the world drank it? It's too much."

Dajun said flatly: "No one poured it wine, it should be the glass of wine that the second soldier poured on the ground just now, and it drank it."

Xiaoman looked in the direction the army pointed, and sure enough, the feet of the second soldier were wet, but there was no water stain.

He Wanqing bent down and took a look, "It looks like the vegetables fell on the floor and got on the beer, and the white cakes were eaten together with the vegetables and the wine."

Xiao Man glanced at the drunk Baibing, gritted his teeth and said: "Second soldier, you bastard, I can't finish with you!"

Just now, when he was busy looking at the white cakes, Dajun's hand relaxed, and the second soldier took the opportunity to pull his hand out. While everyone was not paying attention, he secretly took a sip of wine.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoman scolded, and everyone's eyes focused on him again.

Holding the wine glass in his hand, he saw a dead light from the elder sister shooting towards him, which made him tremble all over in fright, and quickly put the wine glass on the table, grinning silly.

Xiaoman came over angrily, and he jumped onto the sofa, startling everyone at the table.

This brat is quite capable. He can jump at such a long distance.

The second soldier made a face at Xiaoman, and said triumphantly: "Hehe, Baibing is drunk now, so I can't help you anymore, you can't catch up with me, and you can't catch me either."

Xiao Man stomped his feet angrily, and chased him in the living room, insisting on teaching him a lesson.

The second soldier deliberately yelled, and led Xiaoman to run in circles in the living room.

When they were together, they often pinched each other, and everyone had already seen it, and started talking and laughing again.

Seeing Xiao Man chasing her out of breath, He Wanqing stopped her with a smile and told her not to talk to the second soldier, otherwise he would go to heaven even more.

After dinner, Yang Wenlian was watching TV, while the children were clamoring to set off fireworks.

TVs in this era are all black and white, and the definition is poor. He Wanqing, who watched high-definition TVs in her previous life, has no interest in TV programs in this era.

However, after Yang Wenlian turned on the TV, she was still slightly taken aback.

What was broadcast on TV turned out to be the Spring Festival Gala.

On the small screen, Wang Gang, who is in his thirties, is talking cross talk with his five-year-old son.

Strange, if she remembers correctly, the Spring Festival Gala should only be held next year, why did it start this year.

She sat down and watched for a while, and then realized the clue. It turned out that it was recorded on New Year's Day, and it was rebroadcasted by the TV station tonight.

She suddenly lost interest, and took Qin Dingkun to the yard to watch the children set off fireworks.

A whole row of fireworks was set off in the yard, and the second soldier lit them one by one with incense.

A large bouquet of whizzing fireworks burst through the air, blooming in mid-air, colorful and colorful, illuminating the night sky in the yard.

Sanmin and Xiaoman were blocked by the army, clapping their little hands, watching the splendid fireworks happily.

Seeing that Xiaoman's face was flushed red from the cold, He Wanqing hurriedly warmed her with her hands.

After the fireworks were set off, the second soldier clamored to set off firecrackers again, and urged Sanmin to light the long string of firecrackers.

Neither He Wanqing nor Dajun allowed it, but Sanmin looked eager to try.

Perhaps because of frequent visits to the barracks with the army, Sanmin has grown visibly with the naked eye in the past six months.

She no longer loves to be coquettish like before, and gradually has the spirit of a little man.

Seeing Sanmin's expectant eyes, He Wanqing couldn't bear to dampen his interest, and quietly winked at Qin Dingkun.

Qin Dingkun understood and stood not far from the string of firecrackers.

Sanmin covered his ears with his left hand, extended his right hand, and stretched out the incense in his hand to the line of fire of the firecrackers.

The incense kept shaking, and after a while, the firecrackers were not lit.

Sanmin raised his wrinkled face and looked at the second soldier with aggrieved eyes.

"Second brother, it's not that I'm timid, it's that this incense is not good, it always doesn't listen to Sanmin, it's always trembling, I can't hold it."

He Wanqing burst out laughing.

Unexpectedly, by one year older, even the silly Sanmin became more considerate, refused to admit that he was timid, and instead pushed the responsibility to Xiang.

Qin Dingkun squatted down with a smile, and held his little hand, "Well, this incense is really not good, Brother Dingkun will help you subdue it."

The two lit the fire wire together.

The deafening sound of firecrackers crackled.

Qin Dingkun covered Sanmin's ears, Sanmin pulled his hand down, his chubby face turned into a flower with a smile.

"Brother Dingkun, I'm an older child, I'm not afraid."

He turned his head to look, and pointed at He Wanqing with his little finger.

"Eldest sister is afraid of firecrackers, brother Dingkun, go and cover elder sister's ears."

(End of this chapter)