Improperly being a control group, I became popular on family variety shows

Chapter 146 Please don't suffer from me
"Just one cup, just one cup. Before my daughter sees it, give me another cup. I promise I won't want it again after drinking this cup."

Sang Youming begged so hopelessly that he almost knelt on the ground.

It's a rare opportunity to drink openly, and there are well-meaning people playing Lusheng and dancing to cover him up, so he just drinks a few cups, isn't it too much?

The villagers were really annoyed, so they had to add another glass to Sang Youming: "Uncle, take care of yourself, after drinking eleven glasses of wine, you probably will collapse before you can walk ten steps."

Looking at the ox horn cup refilled with wine, Sang Youming chuckled: "Little sister, don't worry, uncle claims to never get drunk after a thousand cups!"

The villagers stared at Sang Youming drinking the No.11 glass of wine without saying a word, and he soon knew that the pot was made of iron.

The welcome ceremony was almost over, and the music of the reeds gradually stopped, and then Sang Youming returned the horn cup to the villagers as if nothing had happened.

The villagers looked at the backs of the guests as they left, and counted silently in their hearts.

When counting to the ninth number, I saw Sang Youming's body suddenly stop, and when I continued to count to the tenth number, I saw him staggering and fell to the ground.

[Sang Youming was so confident just now, but now he slapped him in the face immediately. 】

【He still underestimated the power of rice wine. This kind of wine has much more stamina than ordinary white wine, and he doesn't feel it when he drinks it. When he is really drunk, he will be unconscious. 】

Hu Zhi originally wanted to help Sang Youming, but he fell to the ground too fast, she just stretched out her hand, and watched Sang Youming slip past her hand.

She thought that there was something wrong with Sang Youming's body, so her heart twitched in fright, and she knelt down to check the situation.

But just after turning Sang Youming around, he belched unconsciously, and the smell of alcohol sprayed her all over the face.

Hu Zhi wasn't worried anymore, he slapped Sang Youming firmly on the head, and cursed angrily: "Damn it, how much wine did you secretly drink behind our backs just now?"

One slap failed to wake him up, and Hu Zhi was about to slap him a second time, but Sang Ning caught him just as he raised his hand in mid-air: "Okay, mom, I'm dizzy, you slap now What's his use?"

Sang Ning didn't say a word of superfluous blame, she just asked someone to help carry Sang Youming, Hu Zhi suddenly felt that something was wrong, it was not like her daughter's temperament.

"Xiao Ning, why don't you scold me a few words, it's really scary for you not to say a word."

"What's there to scold, isn't it just a drink, if my dad wants to drink, let him have a good drink."

Sang Ning responded to Hu Zhi unhurriedly, and at the end, added, "My dad wants to drink so much, and when he wakes up, I'll have a good drink with him. It's a little filial piety for my daughter."

[Why do I feel that Sister Sang's tone of voice is very disappointing? She told Sang Youming to quit drinking more than once, but he committed the crime again and again, which is really chilling. 】

[I'm really convinced by Sang Youming, co-authoring is really a dog who can't change his bad behavior of eating shit, he was the one who couldn't get up after drinking last time, and he's the one who couldn't get up after drinking this time! 】

[Sister Sang might as well just leave this alcoholic father alone. Supervising such a stubborn person is really easy to internal friction, so what if it's a real father? 】

"Really?" Hu Zhi felt inexplicably panicked, and Sang Ning's eyes were clearly about to eat people, how could he say so calmly.

She thought about it, and boldly asked: "Then, Xiao Ning, why don't you show some filial piety to your mother, and spend more time playing mahjong with your mother in the future, how about it?"

Sang Ning didn't have any expression on her face when a cold eye shot came, but Hu Zhi had already sensed her attitude from her displeased lowered eyes—if she dared to play mahjong again, she would be "dead".

Hu Zhi didn't speak this time, her daughter was really duplicity, maybe she already made up her mind to take care of Sang Youming.

She sighed, and mourned silently in her heart: Lao Sang, please be blessed!

【Hu Zhi laughed at me to death. Why is she so naive? Anyone who is not a fool can tell that Sang Ning is talking ironically. 】

[I kind of understand why Sang Youming and Hu Zhi got together in the first place, these two couples don't look very smart. 】

Sang Youming was drunk, so Director Sun temporarily found Huzhai people and asked them to help take Sang Youming in temporarily.

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The guests were taken to the rice fields cultivated by the villagers of Jiangkou Village. The rice fields of Jiangkou Village are a typical distribution of terraced fields. From a distance, the layers are like oil paintings, covering the entire mountain.

Director Sun asked everyone to take off their shoes and socks, roll up their trousers, and enter the largest rice field.

Sang Ning was the first to walk into the paddy fields. She was very conscious. After all, she was recording a rural variety show, so she had to come to the field even though she was late.

When the other guests heard that they were going to go to the fields, they all became awkward.

"Director Sun, you're going too far. I was poured a ladle of water just now, and my clothes are not dry yet, so you let me go to the fields." Chuwei complained, but tapped her toes a few times On the surface of the water, he still stepped in.

After getting along with Sang Ning for a period of time, Chu Wei's pampered temper softened slightly.

Sang Ning has already gone to the field, and she has to go to the field today, otherwise she will definitely be criticized by netizens for being hypocritical.

"Grandma, don't go down to the ground. I'll do it if you have a task." Song Shi also helped his grandma to sit beside him to rest, and then began to pull up his trousers desperately.

He didn't stop until he could no longer continue scrolling up, and kicked his toes alternately, as if he was eager to jump into the field.

【Oh my god, can I watch this kind of restricted-rated picture?Song Shiye's long white legs are even tenderer and thinner than mine!I won't say who cried. 】

[Song Shiye, roll back your trouser legs for your mother, they only roll up to your knees, and you almost roll up to your crotch! 】

"Sister Sangsang, get out of the way, I'm coming!" Song Shi also raised his trouser waist, put his hands together, and plunged into the rice field in a posture of leaping over a dragon's gate.

Song Shi also said to get out of the way, and Sang Ning got out of the way, giving him the entire field next to him.

As a result, he stabbed his head suddenly, his feet sank directly into the mud, his upper body was unstable, and he threw his face into the rice field, splashing a pile of mud spots.

Sang Ning had no intention of helping Song Shiye at all, and silently moved a few steps aside, perfectly avoiding the mud splashed by Song Shiye.

[That is to say, when humans evolved their brains, didn't they bring Song Shiye with them?This child is a bit precious. 】

[Although there is water in the rice field, it is just a rice field after all, not the small river ditch at the foot of the mountain. Song Dynasty was really full of tigers. 】

[I didn't see Sister Sang, why do you dislike her?The look of moving to the side crazily is only close to writing "Mo Bei Laozi" on his face. 】

(End of this chapter)