The family-brewed fruit wine of Mount daliang had a strong after-effect, and Chen hansheng had drunk a lot. Unsurprisingly, he was drunk. His tongue was loose when he spoke, and he swayed as he walked. Fortunately, Wang Zibo, who had not drunk any wine, could carry him back.
When they came out of great uncle's house, the groom specially sent them off and bowed to express his gratitude. "Thank you, big brother da Xue. Come to my house for a drink tonight."
"No, I'm not drinking."
Chen hansheng waved his hand. this wine is too f * cking intoxicating. I'll buy you a drink when you have the chance to walk out of the mountains.
"Dad, you won't let me go out."
The young groom was a little sad. He knew that Chen hansheng and Wang Zibo came from outside, and his eyes were filled with longing.
Chen hansheng smiled and did not say anything. Wang Zibo looked at his good friend. Chen hansheng was undoubtedly able to help the groom. He had the ability to do so.
