Siheyuan, a comfortable life under Zhengyang Gate

Chapter 325: I don’t drink well, I can only drink a little bit
"Hello Xiaokun, I am Chen Xiang, and I am Chunfen's partner."

"Cousin-in-law, welcome to the Imperial Capital. The last time Sister Chunfen took you home, I went to Yangcheng. Now I finally see you in person."

"Hello, little fifth brother."

"Hello buddy, it's been a hard journey, please give me your stuff."

"Thank you."

Under He Chunfen's introduction, Yang Yukun, Han Chunming and Chen Xiang got to know each other.

Yang Yukun's first impression of He Chunfen was not bad.

A very humble person, his words and conversation make people feel very comfortable.

"Let's go, cousin, let's go home first, everyone is waiting for you at home."

"it is good."

After successfully picking up the person, Yang Yukun started the car and left from the airport.

On the way back, Han Chunming and Chen Xiang kept chatting.

Only then did Yang Yukun feel that it was right to let Han Chunming come with him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have found so many topics to talk about, and he might have been left in the dark on the way back.

"Brother Wu, let's go have a drink at home. My father-in-law and mother-in-law should have prepared dinner by now."

"Okay, my brother and Lao Chen hit it off right away today, so we must have a few drinks."

"Brother Xiaowu, I can't drink well, so I can only drink a little."

"It's okay. If you can't drink enough, just drink less."

"Then I will lay down my life to accompany you. I will not return until I get drunk."

"That's right."

"Cousin-in-law, we are home."

Yang Yukun parked the car at the entrance of the tavern, and a group of four people got out of the car.

Hear movement.

Xu Jingping, Xu Jingtian, and He Lixia ran out of the house.

Xu Jingtian and He Lixia had both met Chen Xiang before, and greeted him one after another.

After Yang Yukun's introduction, Xu Jingping also said hello to Chen Xiang, and the group entered the house.

Cai Quanwu and Xu Huizhen came out of the kitchen, one holding a frying spoon and the other holding a kitchen knife. Those who didn't know better thought they were going to chop up the pig that was holding the cabbage.

"Third aunt, third uncle."

"Xiao Chen is here. It's been a hard journey. You must be tired after taking such a long flight from Shanghai. Let's take a rest first. Dinner will be ready soon."

He Chunfen's partner came over today. After having dinner at Cheng Jianjun's house, Cai Quanwu and Xu Huizhen went back to the tavern to prepare for today's dinner.

"Third aunt, third uncle, do you need help?"

Chen Xiang put down his salute, rolled up his sleeves and went to the kitchen to help.

Cai Quanwu said: "No, you chat with Xiaokun and the others for a while and eat some fruit."

"Okay, third aunt, third uncle, then I'm not welcome."

"Don't be polite. Why should my family be so polite?"

"okay."

When He Chunfen brought him back for the first time, Chen Xiang was quite restrained.

When I came back this time, I didn’t feel as nervous as the first time. I picked up a piece of watermelon and started chewing it.

Yang Yukun and his party chatted with Chen Xiang for a while. Half an hour later, the father-in-law and mother-in-law prepared dinner and then set the table for dinner.

…………

Xu Huizhen and Cai Quanwu didn't drink much today, and got off the table when they were full.

Xu Jingping and the others did the same. They got off the table when they were full and sat around chatting.

At the dinner table, Yang Yukun, Han Chunming, and Chen Xiang were the only three left who continued to drink.

Han Chunming originally wanted to give Chen Xiang a slap in the face and knock him down.

This guy said he couldn't drink, and he actually believed this guy's lies.

After drinking it, Han Chunming realized that he had been fooled. This guy was really good at drinking.

After drinking two kilograms of Eight Immortals, this guy didn't blush or breath, and he was still talking and laughing. Is this called being unable to drink?

"Come on, little fifth brother, I'm very happy to meet you. As the saying goes, a thousand cups are too little for a close friend. Let's meet another one."

"Done!"

Han Chunming patted his head, raised his wine glass and touched another with Chen Xiang.

Although the plan to get this guy drunk fell through, but the wine table must not be the first to confess.

"Little Fifth Brother, it's almost done. There's no need to get completely drunk. I'll have to carry you back later." Yang Yukun knew very well how much alcohol Han Chunming had.

Amount of two kilograms.

He has drunk more than two kilograms now. If he continues to drink, Han Chunming will have to lie down again today.

"Where are we now? Brother, I will walk back by myself in a while. You don't need to carry it. Come to Lao Chen and continue drinking."

"Brother Xiaowu, forget it. If I drink any more, I will get drunk."

"We two brothers hit it off right away, and we won't come home until we're drunk."

"Okay, since you still want to drink, Brother Xiao Wu, then I will drink some more with you."

Chen Xiang often travels to various places on business, and he is not a person who does not understand the world.

He also saw that Han Chunming was about to get drunk, so he just wanted to stop drinking here.

But Han Chunming insisted on pulling him to continue drinking. It wouldn't work if he didn't drink, so just keep drinking.

"Come on, do one more!"

"Boom..."

After another glass of wine, Han Chunming staggered down on the wine table with blurred eyes.

Yang Yukun had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed him, otherwise his head would have been smashed into the soup bowl.

"Cousin-in-law, you eat some food first. I'll put Brother Wu in the room first. I'll have some drinks with you later."

"Row."

Chen Xiang has not met many opponents when it comes to drinking.

Although Han Chunming's drinking capacity was not bad, it did not make him fully happy.

Yang Yukun drank just as much as him and Han Chunming, but he looked just like him and had nothing wrong with him. His drinking capacity should be pretty good, and he was definitely much better than Han Chunming.

Han Chunming asked him to let him down, and then he put Yang Yukun down as well. Today's drinking session can be called to a close.

He Chunfen said: "Old Chen, why don't you just stop drinking."

Chen Xiang smiled and said: "What's wrong with this? I'm happy today. I'll take it easy and won't let Xiao Kun get drunk and embarrass him."

"I'm afraid you'll be too drunk and embarrassed. Xiao Kun has a good drinking capacity."

"You can see that Xiao Kun's drinking capacity is indeed better than that of Brother Xiao Wu, but my drinking capacity is definitely better than Xiao Kun's."

"Okay, I'm too lazy to advise you. If you get drunk later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

He Chunfen told Chen Xiang to stop drinking, not because he was worried that he would get Yang Yukun drunk, but because he was worried that he would get drunk by Yang Yukun.

Since Chen Xiang didn't listen to her advice, she didn't bother to persuade him and let him drink.

"Cousin-in-law, let's continue."

After helping Han Chunming into the house, Yang Yukun carried a five-pound jar of Eight Immortals Drunk from the house.

"Okay, let's go."

"Okay, I'll fill it up for you."

"Done."

"Go."

The two drank one glass after another. At first, Chen Xiang looked calm and relaxed, but as he drank, he suddenly realized that something was not right.

Why does it feel like this kid Yang Yukun becomes more energetic the more he drinks, and the expression on his face never changes.

He was almost drunk, and Yang Yukun acted like a normal person. His drinking capacity was too exaggerated.

"Cousin-in-law, let me toast you again. I hope I can drink the wedding wine between you and Sister Chunfen as soon as possible."

"Xiao Kun, tell me honestly, how much can you drink?"

"Seven or eight kilograms, maybe three or four kilograms is not a big problem."

"I won't drink anymore. I surrender."

Chen Xiang was stunned when he heard that Yang Yukun could drink seven or eight kilograms.

He also wanted to get Yang Yukun drunk, but this was nonsense.

He has a capacity of seven or eight kilograms of alcohol. In all his years of traveling, this is the first time he has seen someone drink so much.

With his little drinking capacity, he was dwarfed by Yang Yukun. There was no comparison at all. Chen Xiang simply chose to surrender and admit defeat.

"Cousin-in-law, are you having fun?"

"I'm very happy, very happy."

"Okay, let's drink here."

Seeing that Chen Xiang had surrendered, Yang Yukun smiled and put down the wine jar, and the drinking game ended.

(End of this chapter)