Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

The "One Family" restaurant is not far from Jinghua Apartments. It is a newly opened restaurant and has never held a grand wedding banquet. Today's seven tables of guests are already the most grand. The boss was very happy and gave each table a fruit plate. However, he still didn't find out what this family was celebrating.

This family's behavior is also strange. Only one of the seven tables is occupied by men. Since when did women become responsible for eating and drinking outside?

In addition, all the people at the six tables were women, toasting each other with red faces, while the men at the table could only watch with envy. There was no alcohol at the table, and they didn't complain.

In addition, a big black dog also attended the banquet. It had a floral bib tied around its neck. No, it was a bib tied with two printed napkins. It squatted in front of a round take-away box that contained stewed chicken and fish, and it wanted to taste every dish.

Anyway, it seemed strange no matter how I looked at it. Then, the boss kept sniffing his nose faster and faster, and I didn't know when he left the counter and tracked to the wine table. This smell, the smell of wine, how could it be so tempting?

"I'd like to have a drink with our boss Ding!" As the leader of Osmanthus Farm - the head of the pickled egg group, Aunt Liu naturally had to behave well and clink glasses with Ding Osmanthus like a man would when entertaining guests at home.

As an employee, everyone must follow suit and toast. Ding Guihua drank quite a lot today, and now she was smiling with blurry eyes. She drank from everyone who toasted her, and her mind was so confused that she forgot about the worries about the decoration and she also forgot that she had to drive.

Well, I forgot where my daughter got the fine wine from.

The second old lady who was surrounded and toasted was Leng. Fortunately, she came today. It was the first time in her life that so many people raised their glasses to show respect to her. The old lady's tongue was sore and she didn't know what nonsense she said.

The restaurant owner was unceremoniously dragged to his table by Secretary Ma. What was he doing? Don't you know the difference between men and women? You are sniffing at the table like a dog. Do you think it's your turn to sniff? The driver at his table is still thirsty!

Boss: "Have you guys all quit drinking?"

Secretary Ma: "Don't you have to quit drinking once or twice a day? The main thing is that you are driving and can't drink!"

Alas, in the end the decoration was not handled perfectly. The group of old ladies just satisfied their desire to tease people and then left. Secretary Ma was too embarrassed to go up and ask for some wine.

Those present were either from the Ma family or the Liu family. If they only ate the food without drinking the wine, it would be as if they had not eaten the meal at all, and they would feel uncomfortable all over.

The boss sniffed the aroma of wine and clapped his hands: "Can we call a designated driver? Otherwise, just do as the girl at the checkout said, leave the car at my door first, and come back tomorrow when you have time."

Secretary Ma: "Xiao Qiu? Oh, why didn't I think of it? But forget it. We have so many cars and people. If I dare to ask the designated driver to drive back, my aunt will kick me a few times!"

At this point, someone with free time offered a suggestion: "Why don't we go back and give those grandsons a few kicks? We didn't do anything during this trip, and we'll be laughed at when we get home."

The boss stood up with a "huh" sound, pointed his finger at the man, and said with emotion: "It turns out that this is not the anniversary, you are here to fight! Tsk tsk tsk tsk, you brothers are not loyal, you hide behind in the fight and let the women go to the front?"

A bunch of men's faces turned red, feeling aggrieved. They could only roll up their sleeves and step on chairs, or they might as well have a fight with the sissy restaurant owner.

Secretary Ma was really tired: "What do you know? It was Xiaoqiu who arranged for everyone to do this. You all know that Xiaoqiu is smart, right? He is the top scorer in the high school entrance examination! He is smart and can fight. You think you can fight, but can you fight better than Xiaoqiu?"

The boss's fingers and the fingers of the men adjusted their directions at the same time, and they said in unison: "Xiao Qiu? Is it her? Can she fight?"

Leng Yanqiu, who had just stopped Yuandan from stealing wine and hit him on the head, turned his head suddenly, his almond-shaped eyes shining.

Awesome sync emoticons.

"Uncle Ma, is there something wrong?" Leng Yanqiu carried Yuandan's shoulder and ran to this table. The little boy couldn't resist the temptation and always wanted to taste the wine. He should have been put at the man's table long ago.

In fact, Secretary Ma didn't know how strong Leng Yanqiu was. The few words he said were really unconvincing. Everyone present, including the boss, didn't believe even a single punctuation mark.

The boy who had just started to make a scene and wanted to go back for a few more kicks clasped his fingers together and made a "crackling" sound: "Xiao Qiu, our secretary was telling a joke, saying that you can fight, hahaha!"

Everyone laughed, but Leng Yanqiu nodded seriously: "Yes, I can fight."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed so hard.

"Xiao Qiu, just now, you two were scratching each other with your fingernails, pinching each other, and biting each other. That's not called fighting!"

The boss listened for a long time and then laughed so hard that he bent over and held his belly. The girl's expression was too serious. She was so thin that she looked like she could run away if the wind blew. Moreover, she was the top scorer in the high school entrance examination. Isn't she a nerd? If she was not nerdy, she would not be the top scorer!

Leng Yanqiu's expression became more serious, his almond-shaped eyes were bright and big, and he repeated: "Really, I'm very good at fighting, I don't need to scratch or pinch with my nails, and I don't bite with my mouth."

"O(n_n)O haha~"

The atmosphere was so intense that the boss stood on the stage of the auditorium, holding his belly and announced loudly: "If you can prove that you can really fight, I will waive the meal fee for today! Haha, if you can't prove it, then give me two bottles of the wine you are drinking now! Do you want to bet?"

The whole room was silent, and then the drunk and sober old ladies started to make noises. They probably didn't hear what the bet was, and they just slammed the table and yelled, "Bet, bet, bet!"

Yuandan jumped up and shouted, "Auntie bets!"

The men at Secretary Ma’s table said: It’s just a matter of losing two bottles of wine, so let’s just gamble!

Of course - we have to gamble! Leng Yanqiu jumped onto the stage lightly, clasped his fists, and smiled.

This is a kind boss!

The boss was also considering an important question: how to prove that the top scorer in the high school entrance exam can still fight? It would definitely not work if he did it himself, wouldn't that be bullying a child?

Secretary Ma's table of men? No, they are from the same country, so they might let him off.

The waiter who served the dishes leaned out half of his body to look at the strange things. The boss shouted, "Go, call the two cooks from the kitchen!"

The two strong guys who help the master chef are about seventeen or eighteen years old, which is the most suitable!

This stage was prepared for a wedding. The boss went crazy and turned on the microphone to host the wedding. The music also started, and it was grand, but not inappropriate for the occasion.

"Tomorrow I'm going to marry you--tomorrow I'm going to marry you--"

As music played, two strong young men with bare chests, big shorts, suspenders and halter aprons came on stage, looking confused yet inexplicably determined.

The guy jumped up and down excitedly: "On the stage, go, go!"

The boss held the microphone in one hand and called out with the other: "Come on, come on!"

Secretary Ma stood on the stool at the table: "Get on, get on!"