Girlfriend treats

My best friend treated me to a treat and asked me to come and eat and drink with the whole table. I said: I'm not invited specifically, so I won't go. She said: You must go. The people at the table I invited are teachers from various schools. In the future, your son will definitely trouble them when he goes to school. You have to accompany him even if you don't want to accompany him.

Really, I have to go this time. For my son, go through fire and water, go!

I went, and I didn’t know until I arrived at the hotel that my best friend’s ex-boyfriend was there. My best friend's ex-boyfriend was a very, very gentlemanly and good man. Unfortunately, my best friend's mother didn't like him and tried her best to break up the two of them. The two had been dating for seven or eight years, but they still didn't have a successful relationship.

All breakups are because we don’t love each other enough! Alas, just use this sentence to excuse the unsatisfactory ending!

People in their forties are really not human beings. They no longer have the unforgettable love they had in their twenties, nor the teeth-gnashing hatred they had in their twenties. We have to put this aside, break up, and never eat at the same table, but now, everything seems to have faded away. He can put aside the past grudges and help her a lot, and she can forget about the past and hold up the wine glass like a friend.

Everyone greeted each other, introduced each other, food and drinks were served, and drank!

We are all peers. If we talk about it in detail, many of them are classmates or alumni. Everyone happily chatted and laughed, talking about the embarrassing things in school, you said something, I said something, cups and dishes were exchanged, and the glasses were mixed.

My bestie is not a drinker, so she drinks wine of her own choice. After two glasses of wine, his face turned red, and everyone looked affectionate! Haha, maybe everyone looks like his ex-boyfriend. That man was middle-aged, mature, steady, well-mannered, and impeccable. If it weren't for her mother's obstruction, the man in front of her should be her husband, but it's a pity that he didn't!

No comparison means no harm. My best friend looked at him and then thought about her man. Alas, he was really not on the same level. The disgusting straight man in my family who is uneducated and full of vulgar and pornographic jokes can make do with life if he keeps it at home and doesn't show it to others for comparison. When people speak politely, that is called conversation. If a man opens his mouth and talks, it can only be called "spitting".

I don’t know what touched her sad nerves, but my best friend drank one glass at a time, one glass at a time, and kept drinking. I think this wine tastes good and is not intoxicating.

Hey, it’s just been a round of drinking, and this woman is already drunk. What is this? She invited someone to dinner, but they were not drunk yet, so she knocked herself down first. My best friend was in a daze, held on for a while, and lay down on the table.

My dear, I am unlucky! What do I eat? I'll order the food, I'll toast, I'll serve them, I'll pay the bill. I found someone to take this drunk and unconscious woman home, and I had to go to school to pick up her kids.

I originally planned to walk home after drinking, but I neither rode a bike nor drove. This time it was fine. She rode her broken electric bicycle to school, which made me shiver with cold. When we arrived at the school gate, my daughter asked: Auntie, why didn’t my mother come to pick me up?

I said: Your mother is amazing! Invite people to dinner, drink like a bear, and leave it there. The daughter said: Auntie, why didn’t you drink yourself like a bear and leave it there?

I said: You kid, if you want to learn how to speak, you have to learn it thoroughly, why can’t you speak less? The daughter smiled and asked again quickly: Auntie, why didn't you leave your drink there?

I said: I drank myself down, who will pick you up?

My daughter smiled and said: My mother is so funny.

I sent my best friend’s child home, and I was obedient. I saw this woman lying on the sofa crying, and she just cried there and kept crying. Her man called me from thousands of miles away to settle the score with me. He opened his mouth and said, "You knew she didn't have the capacity to drink, so why did you let her drink and didn't stop her?"

Grandma, I have no merit and still have to work hard! I said: You know nothing, shut up, I don’t want to listen to you, and I don’t want to explain to you.

Hoho, this woman cried until midnight, felt like vomiting again, and lay on the sofa all over again, and I didn’t dare to leave. I kept working until the early hours of the morning, when she fell asleep, and I left. Fortunately, the next day was a weekend, otherwise, I would have been doomed.

It’s so frustrating to eat this meal!

Not long after that, my best friend came again and said: I will treat you to dinner in a few days. I will treat you again. I was so frightened that I waved my hands repeatedly and said: Stop it, stop it, don’t ask me to invite you to dinner again.

Giggling, giggling, my best friend was laughing so hard, I said: Look at your dead look, smiling like a hen laying eggs.