Greenery Ace No. 9

Chapter 337 Let's Drink
Following Zhou Zheng's narration, the four people eating at the table seemed to have returned to the scene of the game in the afternoon, and the gripping tension suddenly enveloped the entire dinner table.

Soon Zhou Zheng talked about the second half of the game. In the second half of the game, Laichuan No. [-] High School had many chances to score goals, but in the end it was because of bad luck or the players did not master the shooting skills well, which resulted in no goals being formed. Every time they heard a shot Zhou Ming would let out a long sigh if his chance was wasted, with a regretful expression on his face.

Wang Dali, who was eating and drinking at the side, heard Zhou Zheng recount the situation of the game. He had a new understanding of the situation in the afternoon game. If he had given up the center position earlier, the team might have won easily. He secretly vowed in his heart that no matter how far the team can go in the future, he will never play the center position again. up.

Zheng Bin was next to Wang Dali. While eating elegantly, he listened carefully to Zhou Zheng's description of the game. Whenever Zhou Zheng had missing details, he would quickly speak up and actively make up for them, and he also added things that Zhou Zheng hadn't said well. He took it apart, crushed it and explained it to Zhou Ming.

Thanks to the efforts of Zhou Zheng and Zheng Bin, Zhou Ming had a general understanding of the whole process of the game in the afternoon. He realized that Zhou Zheng and his team had played such a difficult game, but they managed to survive from a desperate situation in the end. Zhou Ming was very grateful Excited, he picked up the beer on the table, lifted it into the air, and said with a trembling voice: "Uncle, this glass of wine is toast to you! You children are amazing to win the final victory in such a difficult game! I feel for you Proud. I salute you with this glass of wine, a toast to your victory and fighting spirit!"

Zhou Zheng, Wang Dali and Zheng Bin didn't dare to neglect, the three quickly raised the cups in their hands and lifted them into the air.

After the crisp sound of the cups colliding, the four of them gulped down the wine and drinks in the cups at the same time.

"happy!"

Zhou Ming put down his wine glass and said cheerfully.

Zhou Zheng knew that his father's drinking capacity was limited, and seeing him drinking so quickly, Zhou Zheng couldn't help but said with some concern: "Dad, take it easy, we haven't had this meal for a long time, we have to drink, you drink It's so fast, you'll be drunk before we finish drinking!"

Zhou Ming poured himself another glass, and he glanced at Zhou Zheng with his eyes: "You son of a bitch, you want to control me before you grow up? It's too early, let me tell you, Dad is happy today, and he can drink as much as he likes." I won't get drunk, drink me and lie down if you have the ability!"

Wang Dali is a straightforward person. He thought Zhou Ming was a little angry, so he wanted to stand up and explain a few words for Zhou Zheng.

Zheng Bin next to him found out that he was doing this, and immediately reached out to grab him, and took the opportunity to say to Wang Dali in a low voice: "You don't move, the father and son are just communicating with each other, we just listen quietly."

It was only then that Wang Dali suddenly realized, he smiled silly twice, lowered his head and continued to eat and drink, as if his stomach would never be full.

Zheng Bin's appetite was very small, and he felt full within a short time after this meal, but out of politeness, he didn't get up and leave, but sat at the dining table, pretending to continue eating, in fact, he was accompanying Zhou Ming , because in his opinion this is the minimum courtesy.

Zhou Zheng's persuasion had no effect on Zhou Ming. Instead of slowing down his drinking speed, Zhou Ming drank faster, beer after beer. Finally, the beer was not enough, so he got up to get another bottle of white wine.

After sitting down, he opened the liquor, poured the mouth of the bottle at Zheng Bin and Wang Dali, and asked politely, "Do you two want some?"

Zheng Bin doesn't drink at all, neither beer nor wine, let alone liquor, he immediately shook his head: "Uncle, I don't drink any alcohol, let alone liquor, drink it yourself, don't worry about me. "

In fact, Wang Dali can drink baijiu, and his alcohol capacity is not bad, but Zhou Zheng and Zheng Bin didn't drink it when he came to someone's house for the first time. It felt a bit strange that he and Zhou Ming were the only ones drinking it, so after thinking about it, he shook his head and said : "Uncle, I don't know how to drink either. I'm not used to drinking white wine because it's too spicy. You can drink it yourself. I'll pour you a glass."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Dali stood up. He took the liquor bottle from Zhou Ming's hand involuntarily, and poured Zhou Ming a full glass of liquor skillfully: "Uncle, drink slowly, and I'll pour it for you after you finish drinking."

Seeing Zheng Bin and Wang Dali being so polite, Zhou Ming nodded appreciatively. Children in the city are still polite, unlike Zhou Zheng, who are all average-aged children. You look at them, and then you look at you. He knows how to eat and drink, or else he is going to cause trouble, and he doesn't understand manners at all.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ming's eyes fell on Zhou Zheng involuntarily.

Zhou Zheng had a chill down his spine, and he immediately understood Zhou Ming's eyes: "Dad, can you stop looking at me with that kind of eyes? It looks weird. Do you think my brother Dali and Brother Bin are very special?" Politeness, if I compare with them, I will be compared?"

Zhou Ming sneered, took a sip of the wine glass, and said coldly: "You are still a little self-aware, you are often with others, learn from them, don't just know that you are causing trouble all day long, you are old and not young, you should be sensible old."

Zhou Ming's words made Zheng Bin a little embarrassed, because he felt that he had caused troubles for Zhou Zheng. He wanted to speak a few words for Zhou Zheng, but he couldn't find the time.

Wang Dali is completely opposite to Zheng Bin. When he heard Zhou Ming boasting about himself, he immediately felt a little smug. He even turned his head, looked at Zhou Zheng pretendingly, and said, "Uncle's words are entirely for your own good. Don't be conflicted. Keep these words in your heart, and you will encounter less setbacks when you hang out outside in the future. As a person who has experienced it, I will give you a piece of advice, listen to Dad, that's right."

Zhou Zheng was so angry, looking at Wang Dali's smug expression, he wanted to throw all the chicken bones in front of him in the face, but with Zhou Ming by his side, he absolutely couldn't do that.

Zhou Zheng frowned, and looked at Wang Dali like a monster: "Brother Dali, you are really amazing!"

"Look at you, don't have any resistance, I'm doing it for your own good." Wang Dali put on a show mode.

When Zhou Zheng wanted to fight back again, Zhou Ming interrupted him suddenly, and said to Zhou Zheng with a serious face: "You kid still want to talk back? Is there anything wrong with Dali's words? People say that you are taking you as good My friend, take you as a person, but you don’t know what’s good or bad, and you still talk to others, did your father teach you this before? You don’t have the least respect and courtesy to others, how can you compare with others?”

Wang Dali showed a proud smile beside him. He ate the chicken calmly while provoking Zhou Zheng with his eyes, which seemed to say, come on, if you have the ability to fight me in front of your father, look at uncle Who to clean up.

Although his eyes were very concealed, Zhou Zhengquan still saw him, and Zhou Zheng was suddenly amused by his anger.

Zheng Bin, who saw all this in his eyes, was suddenly very worried. He was afraid that if this topic continued, it would cause trouble and unhappiness. He kept poking Wang Dali's back with his hands, and motioned him not to pour it on the fire. The other side wanted to use other topics to divert the atmosphere at the dinner table, but after trying hard, he still failed to achieve his goal.

Seeing that Zhou Zheng was smiling, Zhou Ming was even more angry. He put the wine glass on the table lightly, then turned his head to look at Zhou Zheng: "Who are we talking about? Why don't you like what we said? Feeling sad? Can you still laugh without getting angry?"

Seeing Zhou Ming's anger rising, Zhou Zheng was about to cry, so he quickly opened his mouth to defend himself: "Father, it's really not what you imagined. Let's put it this way, if you say that I am not as good as Brother Bin in terms of education and manners, I will never give up." [-]% admit..."

"Zhou Zheng, don't say that. Everyone is the same person. There is no distinction between high and low, and there is no distinction between high and low. If you keep holding this mentality, I will be very embarrassed."

Zhou Zheng's words made Zheng Bin very uncomfortable, so he hurriedly spoke.

Zhou Zheng stretched out his hand to signal him to finish speaking, and he turned his eyes back to his father: "Brother Bin is so good that I dare not compare with him. But if you want to say that I am not as good as Wang in terms of self-cultivation and courtesy If it is strong, then I am really not reconciled."

"Why do you call people by their names directly? They are older than you, did you call them by their names?" Zhou Ming hurriedly corrected Zhou Zheng's impoliteness.

At this moment, in order to show his magnanimity, Wang Dali took the initiative to express his opinion: "Uncle is fine, the age difference between us is not very big, so just call him, sometimes he also calls him that way."

Zhou Ming suddenly looked at Wang Dali seriously: "I don't care how you get along, but he can't do this in front of me."

Wang Dali nodded: "Uncle is right."

Zheng Bin felt that the situation was getting worse, and he was secretly sweating for Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng blinked innocently, then took a deep breath, raised his hands and said: "Okay, my name is Brother Dali, I am wrong, I will say it again. If you say that I am not as good as Brother Dali in terms of politeness and self-cultivation If so, then I will not admit it to death.”

"Why?" Zhou Ming still asked with a straight face.

"Because you don't know this kid too well. Don't look at him as a dog now. When we get along, he is simply a bully among us. No manners and rules will work with him. He doesn't bully. Let us, we have already recited Amitabha!"

Zhou Zheng was forced to shake out all of Wang Dali's bottom.

Wang Dali panicked. He stood up and moved to Zhou Zheng's side, covering the back of his head with one hand and covering his mouth with the other.

"Why do you tell me everything, kid? Can you keep a little image for me? Is it so difficult for me to make a good impression on my uncle?"

Wang Da was so angry that he wanted to strangle Zhou Zheng to death.

(End of this chapter)