Xue Wanjun's face instantly turned dark to the bottom of the pot, pulling his face and staring at Cheng Chubi, the open-mouthed kid.

If he hadn't been invited by himself to prepare to see a doctor for the third child, Xue Wanjun really threw the kid out.

Seeing Xue Wanjun's panting, his nostrils tended to puff blue smoke.

Cheng Chubi hurriedly said sternly. "Second Uncle Xue is not annoyed, since you suspect that Sanshu Xue is ill, you need to eliminate it."

"It's like you like men or women. You know Ershu Xue, but I don't know, do I.

As a doctor, I need to know the details. Eliminate all the doubts one by one so that the cause can be easily found..."

Under Cheng Chubi's serious nonsense, after Xue Wanjun snorted dissatisfiedly, he slammed into the air.

"The third child is a serious and pure man. It's not a good one. We don't have that kind of person in the old Xue family."

Seeing Xue Wanjun's unreliable anger, Cheng Chubi almost subconsciously wanted to say that you are not Sanshu Xue, how do you know that he is not good?

However, considering that he is now in General Xue's mansion, the old man in front of him is unstoppable.

Cheng Chubi felt that he still shouldn't throw his head and blood for the truth, well... there is no need to give up his precious life for a man.

"Cheng Chengcheng, you are all decent and pure men. In that case, I would like to ask Ershu Xue to talk with my nephew about Sanshu Xue's situation."

Next, Cheng Chubi ate small dishes and drank small wine, and listened to Xue Wanjun's various gossip about Xue Wanche in front of him.

Cheng Chubi asked in great detail, not only Xue Wanche's attitude towards women when he grew up, but also his attitude towards childhood.

Xue Wanjun knew everything and could say nothing, of course, in order for Cheng Saburo to cure his own brother's strange illness.

Xue Wanjun even had his third brother wet the bed at the age of seven, because he was pecked by a chicken when he was a child.

Therefore, the most disgusting things like sharp-billed birds are also described in the mouth, and Cheng Chubi's eyebrows are excited.

Unexpectedly, that Meng Jiang brother actually has so much black history.

This caused Cheng Chubi to start thinking about it, thinking of the infamous bird thief general Li Keshi who had experienced many battles.

I'm afraid it's almost impossible, the bird thief general also has a similar shadow.

It refers to not only being pecked by birds when I was young, but even being pecked as certain vital parts.

This led General Li to forge an unending feud with the birds. Tut tut...

"Nephew, could it be that you have found the cause of the disease?" At this moment, Xue Wanjun's voice came from his ears.

Cheng Chubi looked at this dumbfoundedly, and Lao Tzu knew his skills. Why did he find the cause of his illness?

Xue Wanjun picked up the water cup in front of him and drank the tea soup in the cup, urging towards Cheng Chubi expectantly.

"You laughed so terribly, you must have found the cause of my third brother, right? Tell me quickly."

After listening to the dark history for so long, although Cheng Chubi didn't dare to say that he had found the cause of the disease, he still felt vaguely.

This Sanshu Xue is afraid that there is some psychological shadow that will make him unwilling to find a wife.

"Well, Second Uncle Xue, after you have said so much, my nephew probably has an idea, but the roots still lie in Sanshu Xue."

"Therefore, I am afraid that some questions must be asked in person to make a final decision."

Xue Wanjun couldn't help being embarrassed when he heard this. "You mean asking him? It's not easy to do."

"It's not that the old man didn't question him, but he turned over and over again that the few words that affected his Xiangwu's heart were what kind of woman affected him, and the old man wanted to beat others."

Cheng Chubi touched the smooth chin, his eyes rolled for a long time, how could he let Xue Mengjiang let go of his guard and tell the truth?

"Second Uncle Xue, then you can get drunk Sanshu Xue and do what he said."

Although it is easy to brag after drinking, it is also easy to tell the truth, as long as you can carefully distinguish which is the cow and which is the truth.

"You can always spit truth after drinking, right? Xue Ershu, what is your expression?"

I saw this Xue Ermeng rubbing his face with some embarrassment.

"...The old man thinks too, but... well, the old man is easy to forget things after drinking. Besides, it is related to the privacy of my third child..."

Cheng Chubi smashed his mouth. This is really true. If you drink alcohol, you will forget things easily, so how do you go about it?

Xue Wanjun was worried for a long time, but suddenly, with an idea, his big slap fell on Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

"Why the old man forgot about you? It involves the privacy of my third brother, but well, you are the healer I invited to treat him..."

"Xue Meng!"

With Xue Wanjun's gluttony, a fat-physical servant of Xue's house jumped out.

"Go, look for the third master and see if he is in the house. If he is, tell him that Nephew Chu Bixian is here and let him come over for a drink."

When Xue Meng walked away quickly, Xue Wanjun patted Cheng Chubi on the shoulder.

"The next step is to rely on your kid. The old man is fighting to get him drunk. Don't forget the idiom and ask the truth."

Seeing that Xue Wan was his own brother, so giving, this made Cheng Chubi deeply moved, and he nodded solemnly assures.

"Don't worry, leave it to my nephew, and tell the truth, my nephew is still a little sure~lightnovelpub.net~ With little effort, Cheng Chubi saw Xue Wanche come in stride.

Cheng Chubi hurriedly got up to bow to this, and after some greetings, he began to eat large pieces of meat and drink a large bowl of alcohol.

Cheng Chubi admitted that this Xue Wanjun started to drink wine, very arrogant, three cups, happy blooming, and he started to toast frequently.

After drinking a few more glasses, Xue Wanche saw that Cheng Chubi was very low-key drinking and eating meat with his neck curled aside, of course he was not happy.

"Come, come, nephew Chu Bi, how did you come back? Come and have a job with the old man."

"My nephew has a bad stomach today, if you don't believe me, ask..."

Then, Cheng Chubi was caught off guard and was interrupted by Xue Wanjun.

"Ask who? You kid don't want to talk nonsense. When you come to our old Xue's house, you have to drink quickly."

Cheng Chubi looked at Xue Wanjun, who had obviously begun to drink with a dumbfounded look, blinking innocent eyes frequently.

"...Uncle Xue, are you really sure?"

"At the wine table, we don't talk about seniority, we have to drink a piece and dry it. No one is allowed to keep wine. Whoever keeps it is the grandson."

"..." When Cheng Chubi saw the two Uncle Xue puffed up his eyes, the whole person was not well.

Nima! Does this special lady want to treat the disease or drink Laozi wine?

Cheng Chubi's face was dark, and the two Uncle Xue began to toast frequently.

As a junior, of course, he couldn't accept being filled with alcohol by his elders, but Cheng Chubi, who was able to lift himself up, felt that he couldn't do the Xue brothers alone, so he could only accompany the two drunken lunatic brothers to drink with their faces.

Then, drank and drank...the piece, it broke again...