Chapter 147 The Joy of the Little People

Not long after the banquet started, Shi Guangyao felt a lot of pressure.

As the only male member of the younger generation of the Baodao family visiting group, he unhesitatingly shouldered the important task of guarding the wine by his father's side.

After all, you can't let the two sisters, or the little nephew who is under eight years old, do this kind of scene, right?

So he has no choice.

Seven aunts and eight aunts, from the generation of relatives and grandmas, to those of the same generation as themselves, they all have to be greeted.

How come even if the greeting? The words arrive, the wine arrives, and the attitude arrives. Everything is in place.

He felt flattered that so many relatives came to recognize him before, they were so kind, like watching a giant panda.

Now it seems that this is all a pit.

One glass of wine per person is enough for him to drink a pot.

Not to mention that before drinking, you have to recognize someone and call out.

The fifth aunt, the seventh uncle, and the seventh uncle and his third niece are probably his third cousin...

He was drunk and drank his head.

Coupled with this inextricable relationship, it makes people dizzy and swollen even more.

After the six tables drank, Shi Guangyao carried the wine bottle and went straight to the gate of the courtyard.

But this bump, didn't bump out of the courtyard door, and bumped into the grape arbor, hugged the wooden pillar and didn't let go, and kept yelling, drink, drink, let's continue to drink...

Wu Tao and Shi Qianxue took great effort to carry Shi Guangyao to their bed and lie down.

As soon as he came back, the elders pointed to his head.

Well, as the host, this responsibility is also unshirkable.

Wu Tao picked up a bottle of homemade wine, and said to Shi Qianxue, "Beautiful and intelligent cousin Qianxue, we have so many relatives, you haven't recognized them all, have you?"

Shi Qianxue's heart skipped a beat, didn't she admit everything?

Fifty or sixty people, who can recognize them all at once? When Shi Guangyao went out to say hello just now, she was worried about this problem.

If you can't call someone out after the meal, how embarrassing and rude would it be?

"It's okay, Cousin Qianxue, go toast with me, and I'll introduce you to you again."

Doing so is just a shield for yourself.

When Shi Qianxue heard it, Shi Shi ran up.

The people of Beijiang drink alcohol recklessly, if he is like Shi Guangyao, he will not refuse anyone, even if he replaces liquor with wine, the end will be the same.

Seeing that Shi Qianxue agreed to go, Fang Yuan couldn't sit still anymore. Immediately, he stood up holding his teacup and said, "I didn't admit it all, I'm going too..."

Wu Tao could tell at a glance that his cousin was having a temper tantrum.

But he doesn't mind one more shield.

"Okay, take your Jianlibao, don't blame me for not reminding you when I'm full from drinking."

"I want you to take care of it!" Fang Yuan changed hands and put a can of Jianlibao on the left and right.

Come on, with the company of the 'Heng Ha Second General', Wu Tao didn't feel dizzy anymore, his legs stopped spinning when he looked at the crowd of people, and even his confidence in speaking increased by three points.

Shi Guangyao was compared to Shi Guangyao just by that valiant momentum.

"Uncle, Xiao Tao is very good! Did you know that on the way back, the old professor of Jinling University was full of praise for him!" Shi Zhiwen, who was sitting at the main table, looked at Wu Tao with a relaxed expression. Style, said to the old man.

The old man proudly put down his chopsticks, "That's natural! Let me tell you two, our family wasn't like this half a year ago. If it wasn't for Xiaotao, we wouldn't even be able to eat such a sumptuous meal today!"

The brothers of the Shi family exchanged glances, and within half a year, they could become so rich. There is a lot of information in it.

Shi Zhiwu said with emotion: "However, this kid Xiaotao can really endure hardships. I heard that he has set up a street stall and opened a snack bar..."

Wu Binghua added: "I even made wall calendars, and they all sold well..."

The old man took a piece of Sixi meatballs, took a good bite and said, "Why can he sell well while others can't? Isn't it because he is more talented than others?! When I worship the ancestors this year, I can treat you with no regrets." The ancestors said, our old Wu family has risen again!"

"By the way, Uncle, do you know how much money Xiaotao has now?"

A table of people looked at each other, no one knew. Just looking at Wu Tao's eyes, he became more and more appreciative.

A reunion dinner lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon.

But Aunt Hua didn't wait until that time. She filled her stomach early and rode into the city on a small pedal.

He came to the first guest house with ease, looked around for a while, and then walked quickly to the front desk.

"Accommodation or meals?" The front desk was dozing off, and when he heard footsteps, he said without raising his head.

"Meizi, it's me!" Aunt Hua felt that the atmosphere in the hostel was not right, but she was an outsider at the moment, so it was inconvenient for her to say more.

"Sister Hua, why are you here?" At the front desk was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl with big braids and a very lively appearance. Her name was Qiumei, and everyone called her Meizi on weekdays.

"Is Ma not here?"

Regarding Ma Guochao, everyone also tacitly knew it. Qiumei waved her hand and said relaxedly: "He just went out, otherwise I wouldn't dare to take a nap secretly."

"Okay, I want to book a few rooms, and I think it may take a while, please help me to find out."

"Okay! This is a good thing. Even if Director Ma sees it, he can't say anything." Qiumei was extremely optimistic, so she was happy to help.

Qiumei was busy flipping through the book, looking for a room.

Looking at the familiar environment, Aunt Hua always felt a bit hesitant to speak.

"Meizi, maybe I shouldn't ask. But I always feel that there is something wrong with the atmosphere in this guest house, and why are you the only one at the front desk? Don't you usually have two people on duty?"

"Sister, did you see it too?" Qiumei said while busy: "I heard that the guest house will be restructured, and it will not be public, but private in the future. So those who have connections have left, and only a few of us are left. A dead end..."

So it is! Aunt Hua secretly rejoiced that she had decided to leave half a year ago, otherwise she would have to face this situation now.

At this moment, a chunky figure stepped into the guest house, accompanied by a voice that made people itch with hatred.

"Hey, rare customer, Hua foreman? No, it should be called Hua Boss now!"

Looking back, Aunt Hua saw Ma Guochao's chubby face, with a lot of flesh, so that her eyes became more lustful.

Come to book a room today, the last person she wants to meet is this guy. It's not that I'm afraid of him, but that I feel bad about seeing him.

Qiumei saw that the two were not getting along, so she quickly explained: "Director Ma, Sister Hua made a special trip to book a room today."

"There seems to be no room in our guest house?"

"Yes, Director Ma?"

"If I say no, then there won't be! You know nothing." Ma Guochao walked in with his hands behind his back, with a domineering look of a villain.

"Director Ma, today I'm here to book a room for our compatriots in Baodao. With your attitude, do you have to consider the political impact?" Aunt Hua's words were sharp, neither humble nor overbearing.

Ma Guochao said arrogantly: "I can't do anything without a room, and I can only bear it if I have political influence."

Aunt Hua glanced at Qiumei, turned and left.

"Hua, do you still have today?" Ma Guochao said proudly, "Hmph, do you still think that I, Ma, is that soft bastard who can be manipulated by others?"

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