Du Jia found it interesting and wanted to laugh again, so she quickly covered her mouth to hold it back. It was so hard to hold it in.

Huang Xin immediately nodded and said: "That's right! Dad, you set an example. If we both drink two ounces, we will be together!"

"Ahem..." Huang Daozhou, who loves to drink, seemed to have choked on the wind and started coughing.

Du Jia interrupted: "Huang Xin, you don't know. Sometimes you can't help but drink. As long as you control it and don't get drunk, it won't hurt your body!"

A large group of female classmates surrounded Huang Han. Huang Daozhou liked Du Jia the most, thinking that this girl was not only beautiful, but also from a good family background, and was generous and considerate.

As for Shen Xiaorong? She is far away in the United States, who can say better? Huang Daozhou thinks it is more scientific to be practical. It seems that the girl is a bit out of reach.

At this time, Huang Daozhou deliberately praised: "What Du Jia said is really good. Sometimes kindness is hard to refuse. How can you be unkind?"

When Du Jia saw Huang Daozhou praising him, he felt a little embarrassed and blushed.

Huang Xin said: "Huang Han has said before that there are always ten thousand reasons for wanting to drink. Every time you get drunk, you can't help it."

"Did I say that?"

"I must have said it, more than once. At that time, you always advised Dad to drink less and eat more vegetables."

"Sister, can I ask you a favor?"

"What's wrong?" Huang Xin looked suspicious.

"Can you please stop talking about what I said when you talk about dad? Look, dad is smiling with you, but he is just glaring at me."

"Haha... Who told you to use your Marxist flashlight to only shine on others?"

Huang Qian said puzzledly: "Dad, brother, I just don't understand why people want to drink. That stuff is bitter, spicy and not delicious at all!"

Huang Han laughed and joked: "You know, the most miserable people in the world are those who drink."

"nonsense!"

"Have you not seen that most people frown and grimace when they drink. When a mouthful of wine is taken into their mouths, the flesh on their faces is pulled in pain."

"Haha... what you said is quite vivid."

Huang Daozhou knew this story and said deliberately: "Xiaoqian, do you know who is the happiest person in the world?"

"The happiest? Who should be the happiest?" Huang Qian, who loves to use his brain, began to think.

Du Jia smiled and said: "The happiest people are the ones who carry the burden!" It was obvious that she had also heard this joke.

"This is simply impossible!"

"Don't you see that most of the people who carry the burden sing at the same time? If they are not happy, how can they sing?"

Huang Qian smiled and nodded: "Yes! If we understand it in the simplest way, this makes sense."

"Silly girl, whatever you know, these are all jokes made up by people who love to drink."

"I know it's a joke, I think it's quite funny!"

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Chapter completed!