Chapter 643

there are no soldiers who can't drink, and then drink and get drunk, and then have to play a few drunken crazy.

He Wenzhuo's state is like this. Meng Sanhui had drunk so much that he ran to one side and hugged the tree to sing, while Xiong San fell to the ground, holding the stool and didn't know what to mutter. Others are not so good. Even he Wenzhuo, who has always been steady, has become a chatterbox, shaking his glass and talking constantly.

Xiongkehu was rarely happy, and he drank too much, which worried Yang Guo. After all, the master was nearly 70 years old. However, Xiong kehu's physical quality is very good, and he doesn't make a fuss after getting drunk. He just sits there smiling and squinting at all creatures. He is usually unsmiling, but now he is drunk and shows a very bright smile.

Yang Guo first helped the master back to bed, and the rest were good. Those who were not drunk were still rowing and drinking. Those who were drunk were allowed to play on the ground for a while in the sand. Anyway, after a while, they would crawl back to bed by themselves.

Looking at the untouched food, Yang Guo shook his head. The rice wine is really strong. They actually entered the state so quickly that they didn't even have time to eat two mouthfuls of food to press the wine. Yang Guo didn't eat much himself. At first, he was still feeding Qiqi. As a result, he turned around and fell on his stomach.

"Then I'm not polite!" Yang Guo laughed and ate it. He eats a lot and likes to eat meat. He didn't dare to use chopsticks more in Xiong Jiwu's family on the mountain. A few pieces of meat are also given to those children first, so today is the most delicious meal since he went up the mountain!

"Da Da!" The good times didn't last long. Only a series of clear footsteps were heard. Yang Guo didn't have to turn around and look back. He knew that his daughter ran back.

"Don't you play with your friends?" Yang Guo smiled and held the bowl, picked up a piece of green vegetables, turned to Qiqi and said, "do you want to eat vegetables?"

Qiqi tooted her small mouth and shook her head. She still didn't like green vegetables very much. Only when she ate, her father forced her to eat some. Now Dad uses an interrogative tone, so Qiqi's choice is very decisive.

"Don't pout!" Yang Guo put down his chopsticks, poked Qiqi's small mouth with his clean fingers, and said with a smile, "how many times have I told you? Be careful and become a pig!"

In this way, the smelly Qiqi quickly pursed her mouth.

Qiqi tried hard to climb up the chair beside her father, but unfortunately, the little guy was too short, and her obedient "pad" - Gold - now hid in the room with her tail between her legs. Qiqi tried twice and couldn't climb up.

"What do you want to eat? Dad gives you a clip, so you don't have to climb up." Yang Guo said. He stopped Qiqi who didn't give up. This chair is different from that at home. Its stability is not good. Even if Qiqi climbs up, Yang Guo is also worried that she won't sit steadily and fall down.

"It stinks, it stinks!" Qiqi fanned her little hand in front of her nose and said disgustedly, "Baba, shall we go back to take a bath?"

The air was filled with a thick smell of wine, and there were just spit stains on the ground. Even if the master's family cleaned it up in time, it still had a sour smell.

Yang Guo was pulled by Qiqi in the corner of his clothes, and the urging voice came and went in his ears. He reluctantly looked at the big plate of pork, and quickly took two more bites, before regretfully putting down his chopsticks.

"I'll take her back first, this way?" Yang Guo picked up Qiqi and compared with Xiong Jishu, the son of the master who had been with him.

"Nothing, nothing! Go back first!" Xiong Jishu waved his hand and said with a smile, "here we are. Later, your friends will also send them back to bed. Don't worry!"

Yang Guo nodded at him and took his daughter back.

On the way, Qiqi yawned. She was a little sleepy! But Qiqi still talked about sex and hugged her father's neck and said, "today, sister Xiaolin and Qiqi saw pleasant goat... At noon, Jin Jin fought with brother Xiaofeng... Those uncles stink..."

The little guy likes to share her day's experiences with her father. Although many trivial things and Yang Guo know them, Yang Guo is very patient and interested in listening to Qiqi's story. In fact, from the perspective of Qiqi and her naive understanding, many small stories have changed into the warm laughter of girls and fathers.

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The next day, Xiong kehu didn't get up early again. Yang Guo ran to the master's house and asked, no problem, that is, after being drunk, the old man was a little overwhelmed and slept for two hours.

However, the special combat brigade got up very early and had no hangover pain. They took a cold bath in the morning and were lively again. Instead, Feilong and caisimin, who drank the least, were still unconscious in the room and slept like pigs. This was the first time in so many days that Feilong could continue to sleep after seven o'clock!

"Left kick!" Yang Guo called softly.

"Up!" Qiqi's scream is like a mold.

"No!" Yang Guo smiled and stopped, came to his daughter's side and instructed, "this is the left leg, you just kicked your right leg!"

Qiqi blinked her big watery eyes and looked at her father's demonstration carefully. Then she also learned to lift her left leg and kick it twice.

"Good! There is progress!" Yang Guo applauded and praised with a smile.

Hearing her father's praise, Qiqi practiced more vigorously. She shouted a heroic call while waving her fists and kicking her legs, practicing the Kung Fu taught by her father this morning.

"Well, take a rest and drink some water." Yang Guo took Qiqi's bottle from the side, which contained warm boiled water. He unscrewed the lid and handed it to Qiqi.

Qiqi breathed heavily, her small face was red, and her neck was dripping with sweat. Qiqi's long hair has been combed into ponytail by Yang Guo and tied behind, but some bangs are still wet by sweat, bent into small curls and stuck to her forehead.

Qiqi took the bottle and sucked it. Yang Guo looked at her painfully and wiped the sweat on her neck and face with Qiqi's small towel. Looking at her father, Qiqi laughed brightly while drinking water. The smiling eyes were very good-looking, like the white crescent moon on the horizon that had not yet fallen.

Yang Guo didn't appreciate it. He blamed Qiqi's bottle and said, "laugh when drinking water. Be careful to choke!"

At this time, he Wenzhuo, who stood upstairs and watched for a while, came down. He found a chance to interrupt and said with a smile, "Yang Guo, is this Taekwondo?"

Yang Guo turned around and said hello to his eldest brother, and then said with a smile, "no, I figured it out myself. I'll practice radio gymnastics for Qiqi."

"What do I say? It doesn't look like some movements. As a Tai Chi Master, you can't practice Bonzi country for children!" He Wenzhuo laughed.

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