Ask his father?

A mouthful of food stuck in Mu Qing's mouth. Mu Qing looked at him blankly, forgot to chew. He swallowed it, immediately stuck in his throat, bent down and coughed desperately.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Yang An ran over to help him caress his back. Song Nuan and Tang Qiao exchanged glances. Tang Qiao opened the bottle of vodka and mixed it with another pot with another wine.

Song Nuan poured a cup of tea, added ingredients, and handed it to Mu Qing.

"Mr. Mu, come and drink water and tea to moisten your throat."

Mu Qing took the tea and drank it directly.

Wen Chongzheng took advantage of this time to go to the next yard. After a while, he brought Mu Xiyuan over.

"Dad..." Mu Qing stood up suddenly and looked at his father with a embarrassed look on his face, and the fear in his eyes could see clearly.

Mu Xiyuan looked at Mu Qing slightly drunk, with oil all over the corners of his mouth, and the fire in his heart grew darkly.

But he was not easy to do with so many people watching.

"Um."

At this time, Wen Chongzheng said, "Muzhuan, please sit down. I will take the newly roasted suckling pig and the whole sheep for you to check it out and try this taste. If the Muzhuan thinks it is feasible, then we will have someone roast it later. When Dong'er and the others will give it to you tomorrow, use this for the three animals."

Mu Xiyuan said in a little embarrassedly: "This... my brother Ye and Dong'er just passed away. I'm like this... This is really..."

"If they have spirits in the sky, they will definitely not mind. Besides, we are also for them, to help them fight past those who have passed away, and to help them open up the way."

Wen Chongzheng interrupted him, and spoke out in a row, and persuaded Mu Xiyuan one by one.

In fact, Mu Xiyuan had long been defeated by the greedy worm in his stomach.

He doesn't need to persuade him.

But, it's just holding it.
Chapter completed!