Su Zhiyu narrowed his eyes and pulled Zhuang Fubao next to him.

"Fatty, squat down."

She patted Zhuang Fubao on the shoulder and climbed up next to a big tree.

She guessed it well.

The witness was indeed Mr. He.

To confirm the guess in his heart, Su Zhiyu suddenly remembered the invitation he saw on Helanning's table that day.

Everything in my heart is clear.

By the way, this cultural person is very particular. Even though his family is not rich, he still has enough face!

She looked at the invitation that day and thought it was the work of a wealthy family!

Relying on the convenience of the terrain, Su Zhiyu glanced at the wine table all over the yard.

Braised trotters, sweet and sour carp, big bowl of chestnut chicken...

It was full of greasy and meaty things, and Su Zhiyu couldn't help but smack her tongue.

But when she thought about it, her face suddenly changed.

Oh no!

She screamed inwardly, and reached out and patted Zhuang Fubao on the shoulder.

"Hurry up, help me down!"

Although these things are good, she took a quick look and found that most of them were not good for the stomach and intestines.

If Mr. He was advised to drink a few more glasses of wine during the banquet, he would have to suffer from stomach problems.

Su Zhiyu was anxious, climbed down from the tree and quickly shuttled through the crowd.

During this period, she held the little peach core between her neck tightly and recited silently in her heart.

After a moment, a small bottle of black pills appeared in his hand.

These are the special medicines developed at home after having nothing to do in the past two days.

After being refined by the essence furnace in the space, it is concentrated into essence.

The main effect is that it can protect the stomach and intestines for a period of time and avoid external stimulation.

If taken for a long time, it is also beneficial to repair the gastrointestinal barrier.

When she finally squeezed to Mr. He, the guests had already sat down one after another.

In the guest seat of Master He, there were some well-known figures in the village.

For example, the most energetic Li Zheng Qin Hanwen, the third uncle with the highest seniority in the village, and the rice shop owner who has achieved some success in doing business.

They all looked full of spring breeze, dressed in beautiful clothes, and raised their glasses to He Fuzi while they were drinking.

"Master He, you are a cultural person from all over the country. You open a school to benefit the villagers. On behalf of Pantao Village, I would like to thank you for your respect first!"

The Qin and Han dynasties speak beautifully, and they are also respectful and polite in their words.

He held the cup and raised his head and then got drunk.

Mr. He smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and bowed his hand to respond one by one.

“Where, where.”

But when he saw a glass of wine in front of him from the corner of his eyes, he felt a little scared.

Since he suffered from stomach problems, he rarely drank alcohol. He would suffer from illness and pain every time he ate a drink. He was really too willing but not enough.

Now when you see wine, you will retreat.

Holding the wine glass in front of him, Master He was still scared, but he didn't know how to refuse.

"Li Zheng is polite. I don't have enough alcohol, so I can just take a sip to show it."

Master He held the wine hand and trembled slightly unconsciously.

I took a sip to my mouth, barely wet my mouth.

Qin Hanwen looked at it and turned his face darkened.

"The Master is now out of here. Isn't this happy day a disappointment?"

The words of persuading to drink without missing a trace made Master He very embarrassed.

"this……"

Just as he was hesitating, Rubai's long gown was pulled a few times, and he subconsciously looked at it.
Chapter completed!