too rich what to do

Chapter 77

At noon, An Ran and her parents ate around the small dining table.

Zheng Rong glared at An Minghai, but An Minghai rolled his eyes helplessly.

Then he took out two disposable plastic cups and opened the miserable bottle of Handi Moutai.

Smelling the strong aroma of wine, An Minghai's eyes lit up: "Although it's a Xibei product, it really smells like that."

Zheng Rong stared in contempt: "You say it as if you have drunk the real thing!"

"It's true, I only have two bottles!"

An Ran muttered weakly.

Zheng Rongan Minghai didn't respond at all.

An Ran couldn't help but increase her voice: "This is really true!"

The old couple looked at each other without saying a word.

"Come on, Ranzi, let's have an hour together!" An Minghai filled two big glasses with a splash.

The corner of An Ran's mouth twitched again.

Although drinking in rural areas seems to be like this, at least you should respect the style of Handi Moutai.

Not to mention using excellent professional wine glasses, you should at least have two small ceramic wine glasses, just a plastic cup?
An Ran took a wine glass indifferently, and after thinking about it, she shared some wine and went back.

He doesn't drink very well, and this drink is likely to cause problems.

Moreover, after fighting wits and courage with his own father for so many years, he has already figured out An Minghai's routine, and this wine must not be according to his intentions.

An Minghai is not such a generous person, especially to his own son.

"Manly man, it's not easy to have a drink to pay off your mother-in-law. You've been fooling around outside for so many years." While An Minghai was speaking, he gave An Ran a full blow.

Without waiting for An Ran to refuse, he raised his glass: "Come, I respect you!"

safely:

You are my dear father!

Glancing at Zheng Rong, who seemed to be eating melons, An Ran curled her lips: "Dad, your routine is the clearest path I have ever figured out in my life. I can walk through it with my eyes closed. Do you believe it?"

"What nonsense, do you want to drink it?" An Minghai didn't even blink his eyes, playing a rascal.

What can I say?

An Ran was speechless, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

"Hiss, good wine, Xiao Ran, where did you buy this wine? I'll buy more in the future. Although it's a fake wine, it tastes good!" An Minghai took a sip of it, feeling bored for a little while, reminiscing about it.

"Shut up!" Zheng Rong glared at An Minghai and coughed twice.

An Minghai touched the corner of his mouth, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately looked at An Ran's cup: "A man is a man, he doesn't drink well, he is like a woman, he is not arrogant, and he is not at all like your old man. I just come on, come on again, and get bored !"

"..."

An Ran picked up the wine glass, and the two clinked glasses.

"Good wine!"

"Shut up!"

"Manly man, pour out the glass, come on, continue, there are three more glasses after drinking this one!"

"..."

"Manly man, people don't love wine, come on, come on, finish this drink, let's continue..."

"..."

"A man... a man... just wants a big bowl of wine... a big mouthful of meat..."

"..."

"Come, come, come, son, you've grown up...he's a man... come, drink... drink..."

"..."

Half an hour later, An Ran silently picked up a piece of old bacon with green peppers, glanced at the nonsense An Minghai, then blinked, looked at the dumbfounded Zheng Rong and reminded: "Mom, Dad seems to be drunk !"

Zheng Rong: "..."

An Ran proudly raised her chin, is the effect okay?

In fact, he himself was a little confused. He never drank so much before. The only explanation was the system. The investment in physical fitness was definitely leveraged.

Not only did he run fast, but he also increased his drinking capacity.

He didn't notice it before, but now he feels it.

Drinking, he never coaxed!

"My son... I can still drink... come here... finish this cup... there are three more..." An Minghai raised the empty cup with dazed eyes.

An Ran blinked and reminded, "Dad, there's no more wine!"

"Nonsense..." An Minghai roared, "Go to... the storage room, I buried it in the second grain pile... go get it..."

safely:"……"

I really didn't mean to!
He glanced at Zheng Rong quietly, and sure enough, Zheng Rong's face darkened immediately.

"Father, you can still live if you do evil in the sky, you can do evil on your own... oh..."

Taking a sympathetic look at An Minghai, An Ran silently picked up another piece of old bacon.

"An Minghai, I remember your salary last month was more than 1000, right?" Suddenly a gentle voice came from Zheng Rong's mouth.

safely:"……"

He silently moved the plate of stir-fried old bacon with green peppers, moved it in front of him, and then smashed it with his mouth.

What is there to say?

It's wrong to always think about other people's routines, and see what happens.

An Minghai is really drunk, as long as he is given a fulcrum, he will definitely dare to warp the earth.

But he really didn't realize that An Minghai, who usually seems to be honest, actually made such a big fuss in the grain pile in the storage room.

Private money, cigarettes, alcohol, An Ran looked at An Minghai's self-satisfied self-praise while Zheng Rong said a few words.

He became more and more sympathetic.

"Why bother?" An Ran picked up the last piece of old bacon: "It's so delicious!"

"I don't know if Dad can still eat tomorrow?"

An Ran suddenly thought of something, and then silently got up and began to pack up the leftovers. As for his mother, Zheng Rong, An Minghai was taking him to visit his collection at the moment.

"Actually, this kind of thing can be done more, after all, isn't cheating very popular now?"

After washing the dishes and putting them away, An Ran still misses that little maid in Green City at this moment... er, no... it should be called Xiao Ai, the babysitter.

"If the little nanny is here, she must have arranged for me properly!"

An Ran wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen, and saw Zheng Rong carrying three wine bottles, and glanced at An Ran with a very ugly face.

"Look at your old man's private collection!" Zheng Rong sarcastically said: "Your health is not good, and you still drink so much? Do you want to die or drink?"

"Damn!" An Ran's position was very accurate!

Zheng Rong was also angry for a moment, glared at An Ran, and then carried the wine bottle into the kitchen, the result was self-evident.

"Looks like we can't let mom know about the wine cellar in the villa!" An Ran rubbed her forehead in cold sweat.

Then he became entangled again, he had already told his parents the fact that he became rich, but none of the couple believed him
"It's not written like that in the script, is it?" An Ran was about to scratch her head when she suddenly thought of the black hair in the morning and stopped immediately.

"Could it be asking for help from an army of 50 netizens again?" An Ran blinked.

Then he walked to his bedroom, which had already been tidied up, and all the quilt covers had a smell of sunshine.

Take out your mobile phone, it's not bad, the signal in the bedroom is full.

An Ran opened Weibo.

So the next moment... his phone exploded...

Looking at the mobile phone that flashed back to a black screen in an instant, there were black lines on An Ran's forehead.

"Damn it, what happened? Who can tell me that my mobile phone with 8 gigabytes of memory actually...has a black screen?"

An Ran was stunned, Jiang Zuo @ He didn't even have a cell phone that was stuck, and the screen went black like this?
who am I?
Where am I?

Who did something shameful to my phone?
Give me back my money, this is definitely rice!

(End of this chapter)