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Duan Shubai put on his little red riding hood for his son with a smile, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Come on, let's go in and talk."

The general's mansion had already prepared a welcome banquet, it was lively and lively, and it was rare for so many people to gather in such a quiet mansion. Apart from the people from the Ma family, there were also some relatives from the Xiao family, all gathered here to be lively.

Master Ma Er, Duan Shubai, and Ma Chongjin and other men who were drinking sat at one table, while Ma Shuqin and Xiao Yuhe invited Yang Maoyan and other members of the Xiao family to sit at another table across the screen.

Little Yuanyuan was also carried on the stage, Xiao Yuhe handed the tuantuan in his arms to his mother, and lovingly took the round from the mother-in-law's hand.

The abandoned Little Red Riding Hood sat in grandma's arms in a daze, and turned her head to stare blankly at his father. Ma Shuqin smiled and kissed her fat grandson, "Father doesn't want you, grandma wants you."

Xiao Yuhe glanced at Ma Shuqin reproachfully, "Mother, how can you say that, Tuantuan, father will never want you." After speaking, he smiled and tapped Xiao Tuantuan's eyebrows lightly.

Xiao Tuantuan stared at him stupidly with his eyes wide open with Little Red Riding Hood on his head.

Xiao Yu and his stomach were about to hurt from laughing. Every time he saw his eldest son wearing Little Red Riding Hood, he was acting silly, silly and naive. If Duan Shubai hugged him, the scene would be even more funny. Their faces are exactly the same, but one is handsome, the other is fat and can pinch water; the other is majestic and domineering, and the other is full of foolishness.

The more the contrast, the more it makes people laugh.

Xiao Yuhe stretched out his hand to fix Xiao Tuantuan's hat affectionately, and Xiao Tuantuan looked up at him.Put the hat down a bit, what to do, and look even more silly.

"Stupid thing, it's Daddy's favorite."

Xiao Yuhe smiled until his eyes narrowed into two crescent moons, then looked down at Yuanyuan in his arms, and said softly, "You are also Daddy's little baby."

The baby Yuanyuan opened her eyes wide, looking at her father quietly and obediently.

Yang Maoyan, who was watching the interaction between father and son, felt mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't help reaching out to hug Xiao Tuantuan, and turned his head to smile and asked Xiao Yuhe: "How old is Xiao Shuang'er?"

Xiao Yuhe smiled, "It's half a year old."

Yang Maoyan successfully took over the little fat guy. Such a stocky little guy fell into his arms. He first felt the weight of his hands, and then the soft and fragrant touch and smell. Yang Maoyan only felt that he was holding a huge glutinous rice dumpling, the little glutinous rice The dumplings are well-behaved and not noisy, which is extremely likable.

He couldn't help rubbing Xiao Pang's painful face, and praised: "Tuantuan is really good, he doesn't make trouble."

Xiao Yuhe shook his head helplessly, and pinched his eldest son's fat face, while Xiao Tuantuan groaned and turned his head to avoid it, "This fat boy is a cunt, he's going to smell it when he's about to eat." Pretend to be good, just eat for a day and don't make a fuss now."

Yang Maoyan smiled and said nothing.

Ma Shuqin looked at Yang Maoyan, "Maoyan, come and tell us about you and Chongjin in Xiyuan."

Xiao Yuhe also chimed in: "Yes, Uncle Fulang, I heard that there are many interesting and delicious things in Xiyuan."

"Xiyuan... how can there be so many delicious and fun things, the desert wind blows, and the freezing wind at night can cut your hands, but Xiyuan's fine wine is the most mellow..."

Xiao Yu was chatting and laughing with them, and Duan Shubai and Ma Chongjin were also chatting happily, drinking and eating meat, what made Duan Shubai happiest was that he could drink to his heart's content today, and there was no alcohol restriction.

Before taking care of Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan, he was always unable to refrain from drinking. These days, he has not been able to have a drink to his heart's content. For him who is naturally fond of drinking, the alcoholism in his stomach is so loud that it will tear his intestines. Belly.

Mr. Ma Er likes to show off and brag. He is the only person in the whole table with the highest seniority. He has no gatekeeper on his mouth. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he stops his chopsticks and opens up to talk, again showing off his good fortune. The concubine gave birth to eight sons for him, and he was growing strong. He was in his sixties, and he was very happy to have his eighth son...

While talking about this, he explicitly and secretly taught Ma Chongjin and Duan Shubai that they should learn from elders like him, what should be, what should be... so that they will not regret it when they are old.

"Uncle, you are right."

Whether Ma Chongjin agreed with Master Ma Er's words or not, the other Xiao family members at the same table responded perfunctorily.The Xiao family paid attention to Duan Shubai's face, and they responded more positively to what Duan Shubai said.

Thinking of what he had seen and heard along the way, Ma Chongjin lamented in his heart that his nephew's husband, although he doesn't talk much, is not to be underestimated.

The second master Ma was bragging about his idea of ​​having more children and more blessings, implying that he might be encouraging Ma Chongjin and Duan Shubai to be like him, taking concubines and spreading branches and leaves. He doesn't have many.

The Xiao family present here knew that Duan Shubai didn't like to hear these things, so they didn't dare to say more, but Duan Shubai didn't raise any objections at this time, so they still didn't dare to say anything more.

When Master Ma saw the whole table, he kept silent and thought that everyone was listening to him, and he was overjoyed, bragging about his sons and grandsons, showing off his old age.

Duan Shubai poured himself a glass of wine with a smile and drank it down.

On the whole table, he is the most powerful person, but at the same time, he is Duan Shubai who is the youngest. Therefore, although Duan Shubai doesn't like the remarks that Master Ma Er said here, he respects Ma Er The master is an elder, and he didn't say anything to raise any objections, so he just drank his own wine as the wind blows in his ears.

One glass after another, the addiction is getting stronger and I can't stop it.

He didn't care about the child today, and Fu Lang didn't say that he was not allowed to drink, not to mention that he was still with the guests. Such a good opportunity, but he was too sorry for himself because of his addiction to alcohol.

Now these wines are gifts from Ma Chongjin, Xiyuan's fine wines are incomparably mellow, Duan Shubai fell in love with it the first time he drank it, and drank it out of control.

Ma Chongjin next to him saw Duan Shubai drinking like water, he was surprised and didn't know what to say. He was originally listening to the second master Ma, but when he saw Duan Shubai drinking, his whole mind couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the " Dionysus" attracted.

Others don't know that he, Ma Chongjin, knows the wine he brought best. This is the strong wine from Xiyuan Desert. Xiyuan wine is just like knife wine, sharp and strong. Even the warriors outside the customs would not dare to drink like water. liquor.

He usually only drinks one or two sips at most to warm up his body.

Ma Chongjin watched Duan Shubai drinking in dumbfounded, forgetting everything else, he touched his chin, wondering in his heart, could it be that what he brought here was not spirits, but water?

After a long journey, the wine turned into water?

Ma Chongjin poured himself a glass in a trance, followed Duan Shubai's example and gulped it down, only to be choked by the strong alcohol and coughed endlessly.

This is really strong wine!

After coughing, Ma Chongjin hurriedly persuaded: "General Duan, this is the strongest Fengjiu in Xiyuan. It has great stamina. You should drink less."

Duan Shubai poured himself another glass, and waved his hand at Ma Chongjin, "Don't worry, Uncle Ma, I'm a heavy drinker, and I won't be afraid to drink a few more jars. This wine is strong, and I like it very much."

"If you like it, uncle will have another batch brought over. Dingzhou's fine wine is famous all over the world, but no matter how you compare it, the wine in Dingzhou can't compare to Xiyuan's Fengjiu..."

As soon as wine was mentioned, Duan Shubai regained his energy, pulled Ma Chongjin, and the two began to chatter about wine, Xiao's family also followed suit, agreeing to what he liked.

Master Ma Er wanted to change the subject several times, but no one paid any attention to him.

When it comes to wine, Duan Shubai, who is possessed by wine bugs, will inevitably appear crazy, and asks people to bring out several jars of fine wine from his collection, and tastes wine with Ma Chongjin and others in public.

Master Ma Er is unhappy, what kind of wine is not good, how can there be happiness in hugging a beautiful woman on the left and right?

After the banquet, the biggest winner of the banquet was Duan Shubai. He drank to his heart's content, and when Xiao Yuhe saw his husband who was drunk, he felt speechless for a while.

And his uncle Ma Chongjin has already been poured out.

Xiao Yuhe helped the drowsy Duan Shubai back to his room for an afternoon nap, smelling the strong smell of alcohol on his body, he pushed him on the bed in disgust, "It stinks, I don't even want to talk to you, a drunkard."

Duan Shubai who was pushed down on the bed quickly pulled Xiao Yuhe onto the bed, and the stinky Duan Shubai pushed him down on the bed and kissed him several times, "Am I stinky? My husband is obviously Xiangxiang of."

"Our Yuhe is also fragrant, with a milky fragrance, so sweet."

Xiao Yuhe pretended to push him away, and said with disgust: "It's your son's milky smell, hey, don't lick it, it's so itchy."

"You drunkard still smells good, you know that the stench is so bad?" Xiao Yuhe slapped his nose with his hands in disgust.

The disgusted Duan Shubai expressed that he was very hurt, pushed Xiao Yuhe away, rolled over with the quilt in his arms, turned his back and ignored him.

Xiao Yuhe, who was pushed away, gritted his teeth looking at the back of that arrogant head.

After drinking, he became like a child.

I don't know if it's because I've been with Tuantuan for a long time, Xiao Yuhe felt that his husband learned the essence of Tuantuan from his husband's stance just now.

"Husband, are you going to sleep?"

Xiao Yuhe dipped a towel in warm water to cleanse Duan Shu's face. After wiping the towel, he lowered his head and kissed it with a smile, and said with a smile, "Big drunkard, I know you're not asleep, so pretend to be asleep and ignore Yuhe?"

Duan Shubai lifted the quilt to cover his face and ignored him.

Although Xiao Yuhe knew that Duan Shubai was teasing him, but the other party's avoidance of him inevitably made him feel uncomfortable.

He was not feeling well.

Xiao Yuhe pushed on the lump on the bed, "You are so good today, you have poured my uncle down, you really can."

The people in the quilt ignored him silently.

Xiao Yuhe was annoyed, and forcibly pulled the quilt, trying to get the person inside out.

He tugged on the quilt, but it didn't work.

Xiao Yuhe exerted all his strength——

Instead, he was dragged to the bed by Duan Shubai. Duan Shubai wrapped him in a quilt with a smile and pinched his face teasingly, "How about it, do you still dare to despise me? Be careful that I ignore you " Duan Shubai suppressed his voice deliberately, and spoke the last sentence in a childish tone of Xuetuantuan.

Xiao Yuhe couldn't help laughing, hugged Duan Shu's white face with both hands with a smile, looked at it carefully, and pretended to be puzzled: "My Tuan Tuan was just a little fat guy who was no knee high, why did he suddenly become so big?"

Duan Shubai said quietly: "That's because I took growth hormone."

"What are hormones?"

Duan Shubai: "..."

The couple quarreled in the room for a while, and fell on the bed laughing together. Duan Shubai pressed Xiao Yuhe, picked up a strand of his hair and stroked it in his hand, and suddenly said, "Yuhe, don't you mean Uncle and Uncle?" Does Fu Lang seem to be in a good relationship? Why don't I think so."

Xiao Yuhe rolled his eyes, "That's because your eyes are lame."