Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

"Grandma!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about your mother, okay? Little guard?"

The kid just gave up, anyway, as long as he doesn't talk about his mother.

What a short guard!

As soon as 12:08 arrived, the banquet officially began. On the stage, the waiters of the hotel were dancing and performing, and the guests also started to move their chopsticks.

Before Fu Jiyan had time to take a bite, he was dragged away by Ji Ci who didn't know when he came over:

"Zhixiao didn't come, so you can replace Zhixiao."

Um?

In the next second, a wine glass was forced into his hand.

Ji Ci was getting upset, so his expression was not very friendly.

"You just follow me, and you yell whatever you see me yell."

cough.

"Okay, brother."

After that, table by table followed to toast.

The relatives of the Ji family, the uncle in the lobby, the second cousin, the third grandpa, and the fourth grandma

There are also my wife's former subject teachers, from elementary school, to junior high school, to high school, and those who didn't come are a minority.

Everyone knew that the big star came to toast for his wife, so everyone let go of their teasing.

Fortunately, Fu Jiyan himself has a good drinking capacity, high IQ and EQ, and quick response, but he didn't fall into the circle set by the teachers.

No wonder some people have been graduating for decades, but they are still afraid of teachers!

horrible!

A casual sentence can bring you into three circles.

Not to mention, there is still a large group of teachers united together!

After paying homage to relatives and teachers, I returned to the table. I really couldn't take a bite. I was full of wine and my head was a little dizzy.

No matter how good the drinking capacity is, it can't stand the battle of several big tables!

"Xiao Fu? Are you okay?" Father Ji asked.

Fu Jiyan leaned on the chair and shook his head:

"It's okay, Uncle Ji."

Su Luoyun also put down his chopsticks:

"Are you drunk?"

"I must have drunk too much. Do you think Ah Ci didn't come back drunk and unconscious?"

There is no way, the rules here in Ningnan are like this, as long as you can drink, you will definitely not be able to avoid it!

Of course, if it's a girl, you don't need to drink, just juice.

Fu Jiyan raised his eyelids, and slowly sat up straight:

"Mom, Uncle Ji, I'm really fine, I'm not drunk, I just drank a little too much."

Su Luoyun made it clear that he still cared about his son-in-law:

"Eat a la carte to pad your stomach, don't make trouble."

Stomach bleeding, gastric perforation or something.

"Listen, I'll eat."

I barely picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into my mouth. I didn't even see what kind of dish it was. Fortunately, it wasn't pepper or something, but a piece of boiled tomato that was very soft.

Swallow it down, it is warm, and the stomach is indeed more comfortable.

Just then, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

The child heard the sound at the tip of his ear:

"Dad, whose phone is it?"

Fu Jiyan glanced at the incoming call:

"Your uncle's."

Uncle?

The children stopped eating and put down the spoon:

"Dad, give Congee the cell phone, Congee wants to talk to uncle!"

"Eat your meal."

"No, no, porridge, porridge, I have to talk to my uncle, and I will eat after talking, Dad!"

Forehead.

"Okay, here you are."

The child took the mobile phone, and the mobile phone is obviously already connected:

"Hey, is that uncle? I'm porridge!"

The smiling eyes almost narrowed into slits.

How much do you like talking on the phone with his uncle?

You've never been this enthusiastic on the phone with his own father, have you?

Ah.

Have the nerve to say?

Don't look at who brought the child up by shit and urine since childhood?