Don’t Mess with Shennong

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Village Party Secretary Wang Deli and his father Wang Degui are talking about the mediation book. Hearing the village director Wang Jingyi saying this, he frowned slightly, and felt that an adult was embarrassing a child with mental retardation.

Wang Deli and Wang Jingyi have always been at odds, often arguing, and neither of them will accept anyone. They have some influence in the village. Except at the wine table and conference table, the two have little contact.

"Erbao, since the village director wants to drink with you, can't you let him down. He has a lot of wine, and today the three of us can't accompany him one?"

Wang Deli said, but also made a wink at Wang Ping'an, meaning that if we irrigate three of them, can we still be confused?

"That line, lay down his life to drink with him." Wang Ping nodded with a smirk.

Father Wang Degui hesitated and said, "This ... my child is too honest, and he has never had a drink. Since the village director is interested today, let him accompany you for a drink."

"Haha, at your house, can I still make Ersi drunk?" Wang Jingyi laughed proudly, feeling that he could finally retaliate against the Ersi today.

Soon, the cooked food was served on the plate, the hot dishes were served, and the newly purchased wine was opened. The whole house suddenly filled with a strong aroma of wine.

"Huh? Today's wine is good, how much does it cost to buy a catty?" Wang Deli is also a good wine drinker. He smelled this wine and suddenly felt refreshed.

Without waiting for Wang Ping's answer, Wang Jingyi exclaimed: "It seems to be the old wine of Wuliang Daqu. Buy it at Longtou Distillery. It must be at least eight or ninety yuan a pound. Last time I went to the town to treat guests and bought a few pounds. The guests here are very satisfied. "

"Ah? So expensive?" Upon hearing his father Wang Degui's heart, he felt distressed, and asked these two people to buy such a good wine.

"No money, Uncle Huo gave it." Wang Ping explained.

"How is it possible, that guy who is a slapstick is used to stinging, and even half a catty of rice wine is reluctant to give it away. How can I give you the old Wuliang Daqu? Also give five catties?"

Neither Wang Deli nor Wang Jingyi believed, but it didn't matter, as long as they knew the price of this wine.

At the beginning of the wine bureau, you need to eat a la carte, pad your stomach, and then chat a few gossips to make it easier for you to fight wine later.

Wang Ping'an listened to the meaning of their conversation. The mediation letter issued by the village committee has legal effect. Grandma Mi Guizhi won't make any mistakes. It's just that on the land registration information in the village, the watermelon field in the north is indeed Mi Guizhi's. , A little trouble.

At the time, the two old people divided the two plots into two sons, one for each person, which should be discussed beforehand.

Originally good, both sides have long accepted the distribution plan.

But after Wang Ping's grandfather died, Mi Guizhi began to make troubles, and gave the old son a large plot of peach trees, and gave the younger son the open space to the north.

Now that I saw the watermelon made money, and wanted to come back, the villagers did not confuse the old lady.

However, the village party secretary and the village director were afraid that Mi Guizhi would get into the town, and he only promised to try his best to delay it for a few days. If the town was troubled and intervened, the village also recruited, and maybe the court would take a lawsuit. This was the final solution.

Wang Ping asked: "If this time the watermelon field in the Northland was taken away by my grandmother, I would come to see my Taoyuan in the Southland to make money. What if she came again to make trouble?"

"An agreement will be signed again this time, and the town will also be stamped. In addition to our village committee and the handprints of the signatures of both parties, she ca n’t make trouble anymore. Because of the registration information of the Taoyuan in the Southland , Not belonging to her, is your grandfather's name. "

Village Party Secretary Wang Deli explained.

The original land policy in the rural areas has remained unchanged for 30 years, but it has become permanent forever, but the previous registration information is still there and can be checked to the end.

Hearing what he said, Wang Ping's family had some ideas. They only asked the village committee to give them a little more time to sell more watermelons in the north. When the town really gets involved, the two sides will discuss the replacement of land.

Speaking of business, Wang Jingyi, the village director, can't bear it anymore and wants to drink.

The people in the village eat and drink. If it is a formal occasion, women cannot go to the table.

Although no one mentioned this, Su Wenting understood the rules and did not want to join in the excitement. The smoke was so smoked that he couldn't open his eyes. He and his daughter Wang Fengxi were eating in the kitchen.

Therefore, there are only four men on this wine table: Wang Ping'an, Wang Degui, Wang Deli, and Wang Jingyi.

"Come on, let's have a drink first, and I wish things to go smoothly." Wang Jingyi toasted and invited everyone to drink one.

As the opening wine, this gesture is fine.

But he seems to have ignored it. The village secretary Wang Deli is one level higher than him, his peers, and he is two years older than him.

Wang De snored with strength, but it was not easy to attack, he picked up the glass and sipped away the wine in the glass.

One or two small glasses are very suitable for drinking white wine. The aroma is depressing, the color is light yellow, the taste is excellent, and the aftertaste is long.

Wang Ping's first official drink, he took a sip and felt pretty good. Then he grunted and drank the wine.

Pretending to be very spicy, eating food madly, and even starting, grabbed a roasted rabbit leg and ate meat with a big mouth.

"Oh, it's good to be a fool. It really drank in one breath. Come and fill him up and let him respect the secretary. The rules on the wine table, respect the elders first."

Of course, Wang Jingyi is not stupid. Just now I saw that Wang Deli made eyes on Wang Pingping and wanted to instill himself.

So I wanted to instigate Wang Ping'an in turn, to drink wine to Wang Deli, and let two of my most hated people fight for wine, one stone and two birds, and use them very skillfully.

Wang Pingping saw through his thoughts at a glance, grabbed the wine barrel in his father's hands, and poured the wine by himself. Without bothering others, he could overturn the two of them by himself.

"Okay, respect the secretary first, then respect you." Wang Pingping stood up and poured the glass in front of them.

Wang Deli finished frowning and drank a bit anxiously. He usually didn't want to drink fast drinks with the amount of a catty.

However, when he saw that Wang Ping'an was non-stop, he immediately got a full drink and had another drink with the village director Wang Jingyi.

Wang Ping'an even drank three glasses without changing his face. Is this a child who can't drink?

Nima, who lie?

Wang Jingyi also felt evil, he drank the second glass, just wanted to order a la carte, suppress wine strength, but saw Wang Ping filled them both with wine again.

"Uncle, the two of us sit nearest, and my dad asks you to work, I must accompany you well? I do n’t care about the secretary, let my dad accompany him, I will accompany you specially. It ’s a puppy. "

Saying that, Wang Ping'an ignored Wang Jingyi's shocked eyes and forcibly touched the glass with him.

In this place, there are many rules on the wine table, one of the most representative rules is that clinking means that you want to drink.

If two people clink glasses, and you do n’t drink, you are found to be fined three glasses.

Wang Jingyi's anger was broken, and he wanted to avoid it with his cup, why didn't he avoid it? Is Wang Ping's speed too fast?

He bit his scalp and poured this glass of wine into his stomach. He secretly decided that he would not eat the glass within ten minutes and just eat food to see what you can do to me.

Although the old Wuliang Daqu is very good, it can't hold back the violent drink. If you vomit, the best wine will be uncomfortable.

"Uncle, the wine can't stop, come and come, let's drink one more." Wang Ping raised his glass and invited him to drink.

"No, no, I can't drink any more and eat a few bites first." Wang Jingyi refused.

"Women can't talk casually, men can't say no, the uncle is still young, why can't it?" Wang Pingqing asked in a deliberately silly tone.

"Poof ..." Sitting next to watching the lively Wang Deli and Wang Degui, they almost smiled, who taught him this?