"What’s good for us to drink?" Yan Ye knew that his alcohol tolerance was poor.
In front of Lin Qiushu, he didn’t want to drink too much and embarrass himself.
"Of course we must drink. My father has a bad heart, and you’ve been taking care of him all these years. Isn’t that a very important reason?" Qin Jian asked.
"Yes."
"Co on, to express my gratitude. Let’s take one," Qin Jian took the lead and picked up his glass.
"Why take just one? If we’re doing it, let’s do three," Ning Yibin said from the side.
"Did you hear that? Three! Would you dare to disobey the Commander’s orders?" Qin Jian shook his glass.
Yan Ye reluctantly picked up his glass: "How could I not obey the Commander’s orders! Let’s go, three!"
But before his glass even reached his lips, he heard a bang on the table.
Yan Luquan slapped the table: "Five!"
Yan Ye almost spilled his drink from the shock, really wanting to ask: Is this even my real dad?
"What five?" Yan Huan put down her chopsticks, "You’re underestimating my brother! My brother can drink ten glasses in a row without batting an eyelid!"
"You..." Yan Ye really wanted to give Yan Huan a good thrashing, "Are you really my sister?"
"Authentic and guaranteed!"
"That’s right! Aren’t you my son, Yan Luquan’s?" Yan Luquan boasted, "In the military, we drink from bowls. These are just a few small wine cups for you. Co on, drink!"
Zhang Yun and Feng Yuzhi exchanged amused glances.
Back when they were young, these two would often compete in drinking, and Yan Luquan would always lose but never admit defeat.
And now?
Both were older, had their health issues, couldn’t drink themselves, and couldn’t stand seeing their son drink either.
Just two young n drinking, and these two old n were stirring up trouble here.
Yan Ye indeed couldn’t hold his liquor and thought about refusing the drinks, but then he heard Lin Qiushu say, "Is it really that hearty to drink in the military? That’s impressive! Truly the spirit of a real man!"
Yan Ye held his glass, torn about whether to drink or not.
But ultimately, he decided to drink. He couldn’t show weakness, could he?
Later, he would have to tell Lin Qiushu that how much one drinks has nothing to do with being a real man!
After the first glass, Yan Ye was already struggling to keep up.
He excused himself to the restroom and stealthily vomited out half of the drinks.
The second ti, Qin Jian found an even more irrefutable reason.
The grace of a life saved is unforgettable! Although it wasn’t direct, they had helped a lot indirectly.
This was undeniable!
But this ti, Yan Ye only drank five glasses: "No more! I’m a doctor, I have to wield a surgical knife, I must take responsibility for the lives of the people!"
Qin Jian judged that Yan Ye was about at his limit; his drinking was just the right amount to be half-drunk, half-sober.
Thus, this state was just perfect.
To confess while tipsy, that was better than anything.
When An Hao ca down, she happened to witness this scene.
She went to the kitchen and then said to Lin Qiushu with a smile: "Let’s have dumplings later. However, we’ve run out of vinegar at ho; accompany to buy so."
"Okay," Lin Qiushu agreed, put down her chopsticks, and stood up to go with An Hao.
Zhang Yun, so clever, instantly understood the intentions of her daughter-in-law.
So she said to An Hao: "You go and start boiling the dumplings. The shop for buying vinegar isn’t far... Why don’t you go, Qiushu?"
Upon seeing the situation, Feng Yuzhi quickly nudged her own son: "You accompany Qiushu as well, otherwise, she might not find the place."
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