Originally thought two bottles of wine would be enough, but once we got to the uncles and aunts, there was no leaving. They insisted on two cups per person, and even Li Huakun was defeated. We ran out of "wine", so he quickly signaled the two groomsmen behind him with his eyes.
Several regimental and company commanders at the table nearby saw this and wouldn't let them leave, saying they had plenty at their table. By the time they got to their table, they were fiercely pouring drinks, and the result was predictable.
If it weren't for Jiang Nanzhou's decent alcohol tolerance, I reckon he wouldn't have been able to stand up when it was time to send off the guests.
The little aunts and Mrs. Shen, along with the eldest sister-in-law, were busy gathering pots and pans to clean up the unfinished meat and dishes. At this time, there was no concern about leftovers; the main thing was not to waste.
