[Online Games] Bloody Case on Pants

After getting the guarantee, Yang Hao suddenly felt light and light, and he was still smirking when he climbed into the van, completely taking the angry face of his father opposite him as the warmth of spring.

However, Yang Hao was refreshed, but Father Yang was furious.

"Little bastard, if you don't explain clearly to me now, see if I won't kill you!" As soon as the car door closed, Father Yang almost jumped up from his seat to beat Yang Hao, but it was unsuccessful.

Mother Yang tightly hugged Father Yang's waist, and relatives pushed Father Yang to the seat one after another. The five-year-old cousin rolled his round eyes around and giggled.

Yang Hao shrunk his neck, a little short of breath: "Just, just like that!"

As soon as the words fell, something was thrown towards Yang Hao. Yang Hao subconsciously saw that the one who hit him was the red wolf that his father had always hidden on his body, which was specially used for secretly sucking when his mother was away.

It seemed that Dad was really angry.Yang Hao picked up the red wolf with some embarrassment, bowed his head and pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Dad, I can't do without him. We are serious, and we plan to immigrate and get married!"

It’s okay if you don’t say this, but Yang’s father became even more angry when he said that, his voice was even stronger than that of Ma Jiaozhu: “What kind of horse?! Did you notify us when you got married?!” He roared and struggled, and he wanted to stand up and chase Yang Hao, the relatives had to repress again.

Yang Hao wanted to cry but had no tears, wishing he could shrink himself down a bit.

"Old Yang, if you make trouble again, the car will overturn, can you not be ashamed outside?" Yang's mother is also furious!

As soon as Mama Yang appeared on the stage, Papa Yang was a worm no matter how awesome he was. Although he was still breathing heavily, he didn't look at Yang Hao again.

"Xiao Hao, reflect on where you are wrong first." Yang's mother also sat back in her seat and threw out a sentence indifferently.

"Understood, Mom." Yang Hao's whole body tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up, stand at attention and rest... There is no way, he was tamed from childhood.The important thing is not how big the mistake is, but whether the attitude of admitting the mistake is good enough.

But... Does my mother think it's disrespectful to notify them after they're married, or is she angry that he didn't take the usual route in finding a partner?Yang Hao was suddenly a little uncertain.

With Aunt Xi making an appointment by phone in advance, two groups of people arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel one after the other, and a waiter immediately came out to greet them.

Father Yang rushed out of the van the moment it stopped, but it was still a step too late, and he could only watch helplessly as the old lady was escorted into the hotel gate by Aunt Xi and the waiters with a smile.

"Old Yang, everyone is here, what's the matter for Mom to talk about after the New Year's Eve dinner?" Mother Yang followed Dad Yang out of the car, and she only reached out to grab Dad Yang's collar, and Dad Yang had to Stand still.

Yang Hao was afraid of bad luck, so he got out of the car last.The uncle who got out of the car before him handed the little cousin to his wife, waved them to get off first, and reminded Yang Hao in a low voice: "Xiaohao, you really did not do this properly, don't say it sooner or later ...Hey, even with the help of my sister-in-law, my brother will not be able to pass the test. You should start with the old lady."

Father Yang has two weaknesses, one is filial piety, and the other is that what Mrs. Fan says and does is right.If the two are put together, filial piety comes first.Yang Hao’s grandma and grandpa passed away early, Yang’s father almost treats Yang Hao’s grandma as his own mother, and the old lady also likes this son-in-law very much. When chatting with other old men and old ladies, she likes to talk about my little Yang, Normally, Mama Yang always jokes and complains that Papa Yang is the real one.

The uncle was about to leave after finishing speaking, but turned around and asked with a strange expression: "Xiaohao, how can this man and this man fall in love?"

Yang Hao has a thin skin, and although he has been with Yu Wenzhong for a long time, he has calmed down somewhat, but he couldn't resist the teasing, and he couldn't tell why for a long time. "It's...me, him...that..."

"Okay, okay, it's okay if you don't know clearly." The uncle's facial expression twisted a few times, as if he was holding back a smile. "I think he seems to have a lot of background, I almost thought he cheated you with money..."

Yang Hao probably understood what Uncle meant, and his face stretched so long -- no wonder, this is what normal people would think, sugar daddy!

My uncle once went abroad to work hard, got married late, and has relatively new ideas. Yang Hao's becoming a freelancer has to be said to be somewhat affected.He also understood that my uncle was really worried about him, otherwise he wouldn't have said such things that even a man would not be happy to hear.However, he doesn't mind being misunderstood by his uncle, but it is really uncomfortable to think of Yu Wenzhong being discredited.

"Uh, Xiaohao, don't be angry, my uncle knows you are not such a person, he is afraid that you are too simple!" The uncle also felt that what he said was too direct, coughed a few times, and rushed to get out of the car.

Yang Hao slumped on his seat and took a few deep breaths to re-energize himself. He showed the energy and spirit to go to the execution ground, and prepared to fight to the death.

Shangri-La Hotel is the only five-star hotel in CX.Yang Hao couldn't even figure out its location, he only had one feeling about it: awesome!When he came here before, he only focused on looking at Yu Wenzhong, and didn't pay much attention to the surrounding environment. Now when he came in again, he felt: It really is so bright!Countless high-strength glass and golden decorations look extremely bright under the crystal chandelier, giving it a resplendent and resplendent feeling. Even the floor pattern under the feet is particularly elegant.

Before he had time to feel emotional, Yang Hao had already arrived at the entrance of the restaurant on the second floor under the guidance of the waiter.

The CX is not big, and the consumption of Shangri-La is relatively high, so it is naturally not as lively as a small restaurant, but there are many private rooms here, and the effect of protecting privacy is very good... The moment Yang Hao entered the private room, he was deeply shocked by the unique thick doors of Shangri-La.

There are only three tables inside, but there is a lot of space, and the tableware on the table is so bright that it can reflect light.The old lady, the youngest of the Yu family and Aunt Xi all sat at the main table, and a group of people from the Yang family sat at two tables spontaneously. Although they were basically looking at Yu Wenzhong curiously, no one dared to go up because of Yang's father's black face. strike up a conversation.

When Yang Hao entered the door, he became the most eye-catching object. He looked at the vacant seat beside Yang's mother, and then at the half-vacant main table, and finally lifted his legs to go to the main table.

Yang's father saw it and went into a berserk state again, but Yang's mother only stretched out two fingers, pinched his waist, and rotated 360 degrees, which made him cry out, be honest.

The arrangement at the main table is very good: the old lady is sitting at the main seat, the old man is next, Yu Wenzhong is next to the old man, and Aunt Xi is sitting on the other side of the old lady, busy serving the dim sum on the table to the old man. The wife put it in the bowl, and said softly as she put it back: "Old lady, this soft cake melts in the mouth, and it's not too sweet. It's the most suitable for you to eat."

The old lady cheerfully took a bite of Aunt Xi's hand, narrowed her eyes even more, and nodded repeatedly saying it was delicious.

Yang Hao sweated secretly.Since the old lady suffered from Alzheimer's disease, her spirit was always up and down, and she didn't care much about the things around her. Sometimes when Yang Hao went to visit her, she would actually ask who Yang Hao was.Even if this is the case with relatives, she is basically unreasonable to strangers. I didn't expect Aunt Xi to be able to treat the old lady with eyes.

Should it be said that God arranged for his relationship with Yu Wenzhong to be recognized?While masturbating, Yang Hao walked up to Yu Wenzhong and sat down.As if responding to what he was thinking, Yu Wenzhong touched his leg with his head under the table...

It can be said that this New Year’s Eve dinner was probably enjoyed by only a few people. Among them, the 5-year-old cousin did not understand the hardships of life. He only knew that there were many dishes on the table that he had never eaten. From time to time, he shouted "Dad, I want that... ..."

Invisibly, the chilling atmosphere eased somewhat.

Due to various accidents, everyone had passed their meal time, and Shangri-La served the food very efficiently, and everyone was almost engrossed in eating, not in the mood to negotiate at all.

The old man put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls of food. Yang Hao was a little worried when he saw it. He rang the service bell and asked the waiter to serve a hot drink with whole grains. Give it a look.

Father Yang snorted and put the chopsticks heavily on the table. Just as he was about to say something, Mother Yang said unhurriedly: "Old Yang, you still have half a bowl of rice in your bowl!" Dad gave Yang Hao a hard look, and unwillingly picked up the chopsticks and started eating again.

With a puff, Yang Hao almost spit out the food in his mouth - usually when eating at home, my mother would not see leftovers in the bowl, and as expected, my father had to grind it.Thinking about it, he certainly knew the overall situation and asked the waiter who brought the whole grains to give everyone a cup of hot drink.

The old lady kept boasting to Aunt Xi, "Our family Xiaohao is the most filial", and Aunt Xi responded again and again.

This time, Father Yang only mumbled, "Stinky boy, it's an afterthought", but was scared into silence by Yang's mother who rolled her eyes.

Yang Hao snickered and turned his gaze back. On the way, he found that his uncle gave him a thumbs up quietly, and his heart suddenly became more stable: It seems that the prospects for him and Yu Wenzhong are not so bad~

Facts have proved that Yang Hao's thinking is too optimistic.

When everyone was half full, Yang Hao and Yu Wenzhong both showed relieved expressions, and Father Yang put the bowl in his hand and stood up.

"Lao Yang, I told you not to make a fool of yourself outside." Mother Yang warned in a low voice.

Papa Yang also lowered his voice: "I know...a toast is always okay!"

Mother Yang frowned and stopped talking.

When Yang Hao saw his father standing up, he knew that something was wrong. Sure enough, he saw his father grabbed the bottle of red wine on the turntable of the wine table with one hand, picked up two more glasses, and strode toward the main table.

"Dad!" Yang Hao hurriedly stood up.

But Father Yang glared at Yang Hao, and the wine glass in his hand bypassed Yang Hao and Yu Wenzhong, and put it directly in front of the old man: "Hey, old man, how about a drink?"

"Dad, Uncle Yu has a bad stomach..." Yang Hao originally wanted to calm down, but he blurted out and realized that something was wrong.

Papa Yang was annoyed: "Shut up, little bastard, I will settle accounts with you when I get home."

Yang Hao suddenly felt very ashamed, and wanted to say something more, but felt Yu Wenzhong gently pulling himself from the bottom, so he could sit down.

The old man was not angry, but just squinted his eyes: "Dear family, red wine is for the occasion, it's not interesting, if you want to drink, let's have some white."

"Stop, stop, it's okay to drink white. As for the name of my in-laws, I can't bear it..." Father Yang was furious.

The old man didn't talk nonsense, he just rang the bell to call the waiter.

Yang Hao suddenly became worried.He knows his father best, he is usually controlled by his mother at home, he doesn't drink much alcohol, and he can only drink mediocre outside.But the old man is old after all, and drinking hurts his health. If something goes wrong...won't he and Yu Wenzhong just blow it up?

Just as he was in a hurry, Yang Hao heard Yu Wenzhong whispering in his ear: "Don't worry, the old man doesn't make a move easily, and when he makes a move, he is the only one who will feed others."

Just as Yang Hao put his heart back to his stomach, he thought something was wrong again. He didn't want both sides to suffer, but he didn't want his father to be poured on the wine table.

It was clear that things were out of control.

Father Yang couldn't stand the provocation, so he immediately decided to let the waiter pay for it.

The old man is not to be outdone, generally don't want white ones, but ask for Moutai and vintage ones.

The two men stared at each other like fighting cocks, and the old lady sitting beside them thought they were playing, and kept saying to Aunt Xi: "My Xiao Yang is very good, he is very generous to his friends." , and his hands are skillful, there is no one in the neighborhood who doesn't like him..."

Papa Yang blushed and almost couldn't stand in front of the old man.

Yang Hao also followed Mo, if he didn't know that his father was a man, he would have thought that the old lady was trying to sell her daughter.

Yu Wenzhong whispered into Yang Hao's ear again: "It seems that if you are like a father, you must be like a son..."

Yang Hao is embarrassing, is this a compliment or a disservice?

In any case, when Moutai came up, the old man also stood up.He set aside a cup and asked for two porcelain bowls for soup. He immediately asked the waiter to open two bottles first, and then he picked up the bottles with both hands and poured wine into the bowls.

The wine was gurgling, and the strong smell of wine permeated instantly.Looking at the depth and width of the soup bowl, Yang Hao couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and looked at his father worriedly——Yang's father happened to look back at him, and when they met eyes, Yang's father snorted again.

Yang Hao is usually afraid of his mother, but his father is the head of the family after all, and when he really gets mad, of course he won't make trouble.Now that he is rebellious, even if he talks to persuade his father, he will definitely not listen. It is better to let his father vent his anger first, maybe he will vent his anger on the old man, and then he will talk about himself and Yu Wenzhong. The odds are better?But this is not good, if the conflict between the old man and father deepens, wouldn't it be worse?Yang Hao wanted to scratch the wall!

Looking back, Yuwen Zhongzheng was so heartless that he should eat vegetables and drink soup, and he didn't worry at all. Yang Haohuo started from his heart and learned his mother's special skill - stretching out two fingers , Locate the tender inner thigh, twist it, and rotate it 360 degrees.

Yu Wenzhong gasped and almost choked on the soup in his mouth, but when he finally swallowed what was in his mouth, Yang Hao had already withdrawn his hand refreshedly, looking at his nose, nose and heart, as if Nothing happened.

At the same time, the old man stopped pouring wine, picked up a bowl of wine and signaled to Papa Yang: "My dear, I will serve this bowl first as a respect!"

After finishing speaking, the old man raised his neck and poured the whole bowl of wine into his stomach... The whole process took no less than ten seconds.

Yang Hao's eyes widened.According to legend, there are a large number of people who can use this drinking method, and most importantly, drinking this way is very powerful.Not only Yang Hao, Yang Hao's uncle slapped the table and shouted hello on the spot.

Papa Yang was also dumbfounded.You must know that white wine is not as good as red wine, and the alcohol will immediately dissipate wherever it passes. People who don't usually drink alcohol may even be unable to taste other than spicy taste because the alcohol concentration is too high.

In a word, undrinkable!

But you can't give up halfway to provoke yourself!Seeing that the old man turned the bowl upside down to indicate that he was dry, Father Yang could only start pouring with his neck stuck.

However, Papa Yang obviously drank liquor less. Although his neck was straightened and his head was raised very high, his drinking speed was much slower than that of the old man.

But stimulated by the man's dignity, Father Yang also turned the empty wine bowl back to the old man.

The old man gave a thumbs up: "Okay, interesting enough, come again!"

Papa Yang was completely red from face to neck, and his voice was twice as thick, but he still threw the bowl on the table stubbornly: "Come on!"

Poor Papa Yang didn't realize that he was originally the one who came to fight for wine, but now the situation has completely turned into that the old man is prodding him to drink.

After drinking a bottle of white wine, the old man's eyes became brighter and brighter, but Papa Yang began to shake.

"Old Yang, give me almost some!" Yang's mother finally couldn't bear it and came up to persuade him to drink.

Seeing this, Yang Hao also quickly stood up: "Uncle Yu, forget it for now, my dad can't drink well..."

"Go, go away, who said that I can't drink?" Yang's father waved away Yang's mother's hand, tightly grasping the empty bowl, and went straight to the old man. "Come again! I don't believe that I can't defeat you today..."

The old man slapped his thigh and shouted: "Wait, that's the sentence! Waiter, open two more bottles!"

"Open!" Father Yang patted the table.

"Dear family, we'll only rest when we're drunk!" The old man didn't know what to think, but he grabbed Papa Yang's free hand and clenched it tightly, just like the two brothers, and at the same time turned around to persuade Mama Yang and Yang Hao Said: "This is a matter between the head of our family and men, women and juniors don't care about it."

Yang's father was obviously drunk, and he shook it back forcefully: "Well said, in-laws, don't meddle with women!"

The old man chuckled and blinked at Yang Hao.

Yang Hao blinked subconsciously, and suddenly thought that his father has changed his name to his in-laws now... When he wakes up, will he want to cut off his tongue?

It was almost inevitable that Yang's father was forced to lie down, and he found an empty seat to sit down honestly, buried his head on the floor, and started snoring.

Without Father Yang's domineering spirit, everyone relaxed a lot invisibly. After the old man made a toast, Yang Hao's relatives didn't play any tricks that would rather die than submit. Basically, they did it very straightforwardly. Those who really can't drink are rewarded with whole grains, and the old man still smiles. Both parties are very happy-stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person. Besides, although Yang Hao has made clear his relationship with Yu Wenzhong, the most influential father Yang has already been put down. Mother Yang didn't say a word, and the old man didn't hold a wine glass and yelled slogans to force them to agree to something. He ate his meal for nothing, so he still had to give him some face.

After the old man finished his toast, Yu Wenzhong also stood up on crutches.Yang Hao was feeling strange when he saw Yu Wenzhong took a cup and filled it with white wine.

"Hey, don't drink!" Yang Hao couldn't help pulling him.

Although there seems to be no necessary connection between drinking and rehabilitation, Yang Hao still thinks it's best not to.

Yu Wenzhong smiled at Yang Hao, and the wine glass was already raised. "I don't know how to speak nice words. I, Yu Wenzhong, are here to respect everyone. I will do it. You can do whatever you want."

After finishing speaking, Yu Wenzhong snorted, sucked up a cup, and then sat down calmly.

……

Except for the old man, Aunt Xi and the old lady who were still smiling, everyone froze for a few seconds... It was so cold!

Yang Hao couldn't help covering his eyes. For a moment, he thought that Yu Wenzhong would like to pass the level like the old man, or fight for wine or something, to show his heroic demeanor.To be honest, if Yu Wenzhong really did this, he must be embarrassed and a little bit secretly happy, but when he found out that everything was self-indulgent, he was really a little disappointed~

After sitting down, Yu Wenzhong toasted the old lady again, and drank it up by himself, letting the old lady do whatever she wanted.I don't know if the old lady heard it clearly, anyway, she was very happy, and with the help of Aunt Xi, she drank a few sips of the whole grains, which seemed to be interesting.

After toasting, Aunt Xi looked at the leftovers on the three tables and asked the waiter to add some more dishes.

The old lady still tasted a dish and said yes, she sat firmly, and of course it was hard for others to say goodbye, so it was like this, and I ate until ten o'clock in the evening.

Everyone had eaten and drank well, so it was almost time to leave.But the cannibal is soft-spoken, and the Yu family is obviously here to discuss things, so how can they really run away.

Father Yang had been arranged by Aunt Xi for a waiter to live in the luxurious standard room that she temporarily booked to rest. Mother Yang was alone at the moment, and Yang Hao had been standing beside Yu Wenzhong, and the rest of the relatives naturally wanted to stay. Give Yang's mother some encouragement.

Aunt Xi was very active, and after seeing the battle, she understood that everyone was thinking about something. If they didn't talk about it today, no one would be safe, so she called the waiter again, booked an additional room according to the number of people, and then took advantage of the opportunity to invite everyone Go sit in Yu Wenzhong's suite.

At this time, the uncle showed the role of a man, and all the children were arranged to go to bed. Relatives who had direct relations like himself and Yang Hao's aunt and second aunt stayed behind. Reminding: "Sister-in-law, do you want to pour some hangover tea for my brother?"

Mother Yang sighed softly: "No need, let him sleep, I can also make the decision if there is anything!"

The uncle replied solemnly: "That's fine, or my brother will have to find a fire stick again."

Yang Hao's face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd, and he remembered the few times when he was chased and beaten by his father with a stick.