The meal was of a high standard and the dishes were exquisite. There was good tea before the meal and good wine during the meal.

At first, the elders from both families didn't say anything and just ate food casually.

Youwei, the fairy, was close to Xiaomi, taking the initiative to chat with the child, helping him get food from the plastic bowl and fill the sippy cup with drink; Lan Ze found that he only had to take care of the beans and wheat. The two opposite

The little girl, under the care of Mrs. Wei, used adult tableware and looked very elegant when eating.

Halfway through the meal, Aunt Wei stood up and made a toast. She did not respect others. Mr. Shan Jinglan said:

"Brother Long, you have been so kind to my family that I will never be able to repay you in this life."

"Why are you mentioning this again? I've said it so many times." The old man was possessed by the light of greatness and righteousness for a moment, but his happy eyes betrayed him. "It's not that I am personally kind to you. I have to thank the country.

Thank you to the government, thank you to communism. Just repay the country."

"That's natural." Mrs. Wei said with a smile, "It was you who changed my life. You don't deny this, right? It's mentioned again today because these younger children are present. Children should know these things.

Are you right? The ancients said: Forgetting the past means betrayal. You taught me this when I was a child. I will do it first out of respect, you can do whatever you want."

After Mrs. Wei drank it all, she refilled it and spoke again:

"When I was little, I admired you now. At that time, I always thought you were grandpa."

"I'm just an old man now," Mr. Lan said helplessly. "I've been an old man for a long time."

"Since you are now a grandpa, I wish you good health and a happy life."

Mrs. Wei said no more nonsense. The old man clinked glasses with her across half the table. The old aunt drank it all again.

"Your mother, is it okay to drink so much?" Lan Ze asked Wei Yaojing quietly.

"Let her."

Immediately following Mrs. Wei, old man Wei Hanying also stood up, with a glass full in his hand.

"We won't say anything else. We have so many words of thanks that it's all too much to say."

Mr. Lan looked at him: "Drink less. You are not afraid of blood vessels at your age..."

"Hey, I don't have many days like today. Let's take this opportunity to express our respect."

Old Man Wei didn't waste any time, he filled a cup and drank it directly.

"What the hell!" Mr. Lan put down the cup in his hand and hurriedly moved the cold side dishes in front of Mr. Wei, "Hurry up and eat something to relieve your hangover."

Old Wei took a few bites of food and felt a little depressed: "Brother Long, thanks to you..."

"Forget it, don't mention the past." The old man shook his head solemnly, "Before you left, you entrusted the whole family to me. But I... haha, I really didn't help much."

"How can you say that? My little girl was also old at that time, and she is indeed very capable. But my son was raised by you yourself."

"Your son? Where is he?" Mr. Lan pretended to look for someone, "Where is your son? That's my son!"

Bai Quanming, a Taoist priest, Feng Shui master and architect, sat upright, smiling awkwardly. He couldn't speak, and there was something wrong with him when he opened his mouth. It was wrong to stand on anyone's side, and it was even more wrong not to stand on anyone's side. So he moved his eyes away in a panic

He went to the wheat beside him and pretended to be stupid wholeheartedly by picking up vegetables for wheat.

"Brother Long, is this boring for you?"

"It's not interesting? How can it be boring?"

"Come on..." Old Man Wei closed his mouth and clinked glasses with the old man again.

According to their family's standing order, it is Wei Goblin's turn next.

Lan Ze listened to them toasting, and his head hurt. The hierarchy in his family was too confusing, and he couldn't tolerate any obsessive-compulsive disorder. Mrs. Wei called Mr. Lan brother, and Wei Hanying also called him brother. People who don't know the details are very likely to

It’s easy to think of them as brother and sister; but when it comes to books and calligraphy, Aunt Wei’s son’s name shouldn’t be named Han, right? Although Wei Hanyang’s Han character has been seasoned, the pronunciation is still the same, and the glyph has almost remained the same.

So... here comes the question, what should Wei Hanyang call Mr. Lan?

The answer was soon revealed.

"Uncle Lan..." Wei Yaojing stood up and made a toast.

Then there were two little girls, bringing red tomato juice instead of wine.

The slightly older one said, "I wish you good health and long life, grandpa."

The younger one is amazing. He speaks in a coherent manner, a long list of words, clearly enunciated, and all rhyme. Regardless of whether it is a good poem or not, how old is this child? Judging from Wei Yaojing's age, the child must be five years old at most.

?Ms. Wei Shuyun is very good at teaching children.

In the middle of the meal, everyone stopped concentrating on eating. Chatting and toasting became the main content of the meal. Lan Ze did not drink alcohol and drank the same thing as several children, which was tomato juice. He put down the glass and looked again

The three little boys found that they could not sit still.

Who cares about children who cannot speak clearly and want to participate in activities?

Xiaomi was the most talkative among the three brothers. He held up the sippy cup and looked for Wei Hanyang beside him: "Ah! Uncle. Ah! Touch!"

Wei Fairy clinked glasses with him, and Xiaomi was satisfied.

"Let me take him out to play for a while. Should he be full?" Wei Hanyang looked down at Xiaomi and asked Lan Ze.

"Well. I'll do it myself. Take them out to play for a while." Lanze replied.

The so-called outside means just leaving the dining table and going outside the box. The short corridor outside is connected to an elegant small hall with soft sofas and coffee tables. All the furniture looks very solid; the ground is soft to the touch and is paved.

Thick carpet. Lanze took off the shoes of the three children and let them play here so that they would not fall. It seemed quite safe here.

Wei Goblin also followed him out.

"By the way, I just remembered. Fairy Li has something to do with you." Wei Yaoji suddenly said.

"Why didn't she tell me?" Lanze wondered.

Over the past year or so, he has had quite a lot of contact with Fairy Li Biru. After all, they work together for the Ministry of Nuclear Industry. He joined Fairy's fusion miniaturization project team at the beginning of last year, although he has never contributed much.

But the fairy has always been familiar with him. When she has something to do, she always tells him directly.

"It's a private matter. I guess I need to muster up some courage." Wei Yaoxing smiled.

"What's the matter? I need more courage... Come on, I'll ask her myself later."

Since it was a private matter, it was always wrong to discuss it in public. So Lan Ze stopped asking.

1700

Lan Ze and Wei Hanyang, two idlers, watched the three little boys climbing up and down the sofa, gasping for breath from their work.

After a while, one of Wei Hanyang's two daughters also came out. It was the one named Chuan Chengzhang. She stood alone by the wall without coming over, watching them from a distance.
Chapter completed!