The road to wealth for waste peasant women

Chapter 168 Fetal Gas (1)
"Haha! Good! Refreshing! My aunt likes this!" Wuma Qianye wrapped her arms around Nan Qiutong's neck, and then led Nan Qiutong to Zhan Yunzhong and the others. "Drinking and fighting is the happiest thing in life. We fought just now, so drink now!"

Nan Qiutong's black line.What theory is this?Drinking and fighting is a pleasant thing in life, she has no objection to this, but when did they fight?Does that cat-and-mouse game just now count as a fight?And why does she insist on drinking with her?What's going on with this woman's thought circuit?

Nan Qiutong looked at Zhan Yunzhong, and saw the corner of Zhan Yunzhong's mouth slightly raised.

Is she being tricked?

"What's the matter? You don't drink?" Wuma Qianye, who had already downed a bowl of wine, frowned and looked at Nan Qiutong dissatisfiedly when she saw that Nan Qiutong hadn't moved.

"Drink, why don't you drink!"

drink, huh?Nan Qiutong smiled boldly, simply picked up the wine jar, and poured it directly into his mouth.drink, huh?Happy, right?Then why do you need a wine bowl?Wouldn't it be more bold to blow directly to the altar?

"Zhan, Zhan Yunzhong..." Qing Le was taken aback by Nan Qiutong's posture, and pulled Zhan Yunzhong's sleeve in fear.

"It's okay." Zhan Yun patted Qing Le's hand again, and smiled at Qing Le, but when he turned his head, his eyebrows frowned.

He knew Nan Qiutong's drinking capacity. If she drank it from a cup, she could drink it all night, but she was only slightly tipsy. But now, is it really no problem to drink it directly?

But if you want to make friends with people from Wuma's family, you really have to be at the wine table.

Sure enough, Wuma Qianye smiled immediately after seeing such a bold Nan Qiutong, as if meeting a confidant.

"Okay! Well done! Haha!" Laughing three times, Wuma Qianye followed Nan Qiutong's example and poured wine.

Tang Yiliu swallowed a mouthful of saliva.Are these two women crazy?
Chu Qinghan looked at Nan Qiutong and Wuma Qianye, then at the wine glass in his hand, and took a sip.Waste, waste.

Wu Malan was dumbfounded at first, but then her eyes changed when she looked at Nan Qiutong, with admiration and admiration, so she joined the battle with a smile.

Seeing Nan Qiutong drinking so happily, Qing Le secretly took the wine glass in front of Zhan Yunzhong, first sniffed it under her nose, and then looked disgusted.After thinking about it, I still stuck out my tongue and licked it, tears flowed down my face.

"Zhan Yunzhong... so spicy..."

Zhan Yun looked sideways and couldn't help laughing.What a kid.

"Drink some water." Zhan Yun poured Qing Le a glass of water again.

"More!" Qing Le raised his head and drank the water in one gulp, his unrestrained energy rivaled that of Nan Qiutong.

"Slow down." Zhan Yun poured another glass for Qing Le in a good-tempered manner.

"How did Nan Qiutong drink such a nasty thing?" Qing Le looked at Nan Qiutong suspiciously while drinking water.

Is it hard to drink?Zhan Yun took back the wine glass and took a sip of what Qing Le had drunk.It seems that when he drank alcohol for the first time, he felt that alcohol was actually very bad, but now, even if he drank it down like Nan Qiutong, he would not feel anything.

"Once you get used to it, you won't find it difficult to drink."

"Hmm... Qing Le shouldn't get used to such a bad drink." Qing Le pouted, looking at the wine jars on the table like an enemy.

In just a short while, Nan Qiutong, Wu Malan, and Wuma Qianye have already drunk ten altars, which is more than three altars per person on average.

"Well, Qing Le doesn't need to get used to it." Is it okay for Qiu Tong to drink like this?After drinking like this, Zhan Yunzhong was also a little worried.

But the brothers and sisters of the Wuma family are like this, if they force Qiutong out now, it will not be so easy.

After Nan Qiutong drank five jars of wine, Zhan Yunzhong finally decided to stop it.But before Zhan Yunzhong could speak, Nan Qiutong had already moved.

"Eh? Qiutong, what's wrong with you?" Wuma Qianye looked at Nan Qiutong suspiciously.

"No, I don't know... my stomach... my stomach hurts..." Nan Qiutong held his stomach and arched his back, his face was pale, and beads of sweat were already oozing from the corners of his forehead.

In fact, she had a dull pain in her stomach from just now, but it was not that serious. She thought it was just eating something wrong, but now it seemed that it was not that simple.

"Nan Qiutong, what's wrong with you?" Noticing something wrong with Nan Qiutong, Qing Le hurried over, "Zhan Yunzhong! What's wrong with Nan Qiutong?"

Zhan Yun slashed over, frowned, but didn't say anything.

"Eh? Did you eat something bad? Why does your stomach hurt?" Wu Malan scratched her head, "Chu Qinghan, come here and show her."

Chu Qinghan is proficient in medical skills, which is very famous among them, and it is very useful.

Chu Qinghan only glanced at Nan Qiutong, then frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he walked towards Nan Qiutong and felt Nan Qiutong's pulse.

"How's it going?" It was Zhan Hao who asked.

"It's very lucky to drink like this while pregnant, but the tire gas is moving." Chu Qinghan stopped.

"Oh, it's just a gas move." Zhan Hao heaved a sigh of relief.

After hearing Chu Qinghan's words, everyone was stunned.After hearing Zhan Hao's words, no one reacted.

Before Zhan Hao could finish his breath, he suddenly stared at Nan Qiutong with wide eyes.

"Chu Qinghan, you said just now that she moved her fetus?"

"What? Don't you all know?" Chu Qinghan raised his eyebrows.

"No, I don't know." It was Nan Qiutong who shook his head and answered.

Chu Qinghan was slightly taken aback.

"It's the first time I've heard a pregnant woman say that she didn't know she was pregnant."

"Indeed, I really don't know... Too much nonsense! Find a way to relieve the pain... No... Oh, hurry up and find a way!" It really hurts.

So rude?Are they familiar?Chu Qinghan frowned slightly.

"Chu Qinghan." At this moment, Zhan Yun spoke again.

"En." Chu Qinghan nodded after glancing at Zhan Yunzhong, "Let her lie flat."

"Eh? Lying on the back? Where are you lying?" Hearing that Nan Qiutong's fetal gas had moved, Wu Malan and Wuma Qianye had already lost their minds. They felt that moving the fetal gas was equivalent to miscarriage. is a very serious matter.

"The table... the table..." Although it was Nan Qiutong who was angry, Nan Qiutong was the calmest.

Nan Qiutong adjusted her breathing, trying to relax a little to relieve the pain.

"Oh, table table!"

Without saying a word, Wu Malan and Wuma Qianye directly swept away the things on the table. For a while, there was crackling and crackling in Yuehua Residence, which was full of the sound of cracking porcelain and pottery. Those who didn't know thought that the five major families were at war inside. .

(End of this chapter)