Ye Yuze handed the wine to Chi Naer's father.

"My brother bought this for you, I forgot to take it down just now."

Kazakhs have a habit of not being immune to wine, and they can no longer close their mouths when they see wine.

But he looked at the label and found that he didn’t recognize it. He asked Yang Geyong:

"What kind of wine is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Yang Geyong glanced at Ye Yuze gratefully.

"This is wine brought back from the capital. People over there love to drink this!"

"The capital? What we people in the capital drink?"

In an instant, the Kazakh man became excited.

Yang Geyong nodded.

Chi Naer's father held the wine bottle and rubbed it for a long time, reluctant to open it.

You must know that Kazakh people’s habit is to bring out the best things to entertain their friends. But this time he really hesitated and was a little reluctant to part with it.

Seeing his inner struggle, Ye Yuze quickly smiled:

"We are all children and we don't drink. You can just entertain your friends!"

After hearing this, Chi Naer's father finally breathed a sigh of relief, waved his hand and said:

"Are there any sons and daughters in Xinjiang who don't drink? I have good kumiss here. No one is allowed to leave if they don't drink today."

Ye Yuze's mouth was bitter, and he secretly cursed himself for being such a bitch, why he had to get wine.

He knew the habits of the Kazakhs. As long as they drank alcohol and lay down without getting up, it was not considered a good drink.

There is no shortage of milk in pastoral areas, including goat milk, cow milk, mare milk, and camel milk.

Mare's milk is the only milk that you can drink without heating it, and it tastes very good.

The wine brewed by Ma** also has a unique aroma that no other Naipa Ma can match.

However, the milk production period of horses is short. And horses don’t like to be milked by others. Therefore, they are relatively nervous even in pastoral areas. Therefore, the squeezed mare milk is basically used to make wine.

Kumis is soft in the mouth and has a sweet taste, which is the most likely to confuse people.

So when most people start drinking, they feel that they must be drinking a lot, and they still feel like they are drinking a lot as they drink.

When I lie down after drinking and open my eyes the next day, I will definitely feel that I still have a lot of energy.

With this kind of wine, you'd be embarrassed to drink it even if you don't get drunk.

This Ye Yuze has been popularized by his father for a long time, so he has been restraining himself from drinking as much as possible. The little kid doesn't care about this. In other words, he has never drank at all, so every time Chi Naer's father picks up the wine bowl, he always takes a sip.

Bottomed out.

The same goes for Yang Geyong. It seems that the bowls of milk tea poured into his mouth are milk tea.

When drinking with Sak people, they don't use wine glasses, they just use small maroon-colored thick magnetic bowls.

Their habit of holding a cup is to use only three fingers, two on the outer edge of the bowl and one on the inner edge.

Seeing Yang Geyong's drinking progress, Chi Na'er also happily sang a toast song. Young girls are always extremely lethal, so Ye Yuze, who had always controlled his drinking, finally lost his defense.

When he woke up, it was almost dark. Ye Yuze was lying on the jeep, almost reaching the company.

Ye Yuze raised his head and looked at Yang Geyong who was driving, and couldn't help but secretly praise him.

This guy is really good at everything except studying.

It was the same time I drove a truck and let him drive for a while. As a result, he really learned it.

"Your future father-in-law and daughter-in-law are really awesome. Aren't you drunk too much?"

Yang Geyong smiled sheepishly:

"Don't talk nonsense, how old are you for a wife?"

Yang Geyong's personality is completely different from Ye Yuze's. Ye Yuze is more high-profile in his work, while Yang Geyong is used to being low-key in everything he does.

When he returned to the company, his father hadn't come home yet. Looking at the empty house, Ye Yuze also felt a little sad.

There is a saying that is indeed true. "Home is not a house, but the people who live in the house."

But a few decades later, this sentence has really been reversed.

Home is first and foremost a house. Without a house, no one will marry you.

Ye Yuze went to the clinic to look for his father. I wonder why he was still there so late?

When I arrived at the bathroom, I looked in through the window and found my father lying on the table writing something. And Xiao Liu was pouring water for him next to him.

Looking at the letter written by his father, Ye Yuze was shocked. Did his letter not work?

Ye Yuze opened the door and walked in. His father was still studying and didn't notice him coming in at all.

Xiao Liu shouted exaggeratedly: "Yuze is here?"

Dad then raised his head and folded the letter paper quietly.

Ye Yuze glanced at Xiao Liu. There was no one who could write a letter and watch out, but there was no one else.

Dad came back to his senses and immediately stared at Ye Yuze.

"Why did you go into your mouth without saying a word? Do you know how anxious your mother is?"

Ye Yuze is really not afraid of his father in this matter, because his mother is more emotional on this kind of thing, and as the saying goes, she is unreasonable.

Men are easier to communicate with.

"It was Political Commissar Liu and Mother Wan who asked me to go. There are more than a thousand pairs of leather shoes. I can't ignore them, right?"

Ye Wancheng thought about it for a moment and didn't dwell on this matter.

"Why did you come back so late at night? When did you come back from the mouth? I wonder if our family has moved to the regiment headquarters?"

He thought that his son went home directly after arriving at the regiment headquarters, and did not know that his family had moved away.

"I know! I found out when I got to the regiment headquarters. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to live independently, so I came to see you!"

"Pfft!" Xiao Liu on the side couldn't help laughing.

He felt that the dialogue between father and son seemed to have their roles reversed.

Dad stood up and stuffed the letter into his pocket:

"I'll go to the bathroom first, and when we get back we'll go home and sleep."

Seeing his father walking away, Ye Yuze looked at Xiao Liu and asked casually:

"My dad is writing a letter, right?"

Xiao Liu looked nervous and shook his head vigorously.

"I don't know, I didn't see it!"

Ye Yuze coughed and said casually:

"Okay, since you have the potential to be an underground party member, then I'll call my mother to interrogate you tomorrow. She's capable of all kinds of torture!

I told her that my father wrote a letter to a beautiful woman in Jinling, and you were still serving tea and water."

Xiao Liu's face suddenly turned pale. She knew the fierceness of plum blossoms.

Serving tea and pouring water is a real thing. It is normal for an apprentice to pour water for his master.

But serving tea and pouring water while doing certain things is complicity, and the consequences are very serious.

Moreover, Ye Yuze even told Jin Ling, making it clear that he knew everything.

Xiao Liu's defense finally collapsed, and he confessed with a sad face:

"Master has been corresponding with a female doctor in Jinling, but I guarantee that they don't have any ambiguous words. Please don't tell Master, okay?"

Ye Yuze nodded. He really couldn't tell the truth about this, but he was still angry.

I don’t know what’s going on with that woman? Her attitude in her letter was very clear. She made it so clear about father and wife being harmonious, loving mother and son, so why did she still write?

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