Chapter 226 Two Bottles of Wine

"Okay, you promised." Jiang Xiaobai looked at Wang Haiyang with a smile, Erqi still has to struggle now, right.

Don't blame me for pitting you if you want to die. I don't want 500 piglets, but 1,000 piglets.

Two bottles of Erguotou, one bottle of 500 heads, worth it.

"Yes, I promised. As long as you finish drinking, I will give the piglet you want." Wang Haiyang also said angrily.

"Okay," Jiang Xiaobai said as he reached for the wine bottle.

"Director..."

"Director..." Song Weiguo and Li Laosan yelled, and they stood up to stop them.

"Sit there." Jiang Xiaobai shouted.

Li Laosan and Song Weiguo returned to their positions.

Jiang Xiaobai drank to the mouth of the bottle. Although the wine at this time was not like later generations, it was a blend of alcohol.

But this Erguotou also has a temperature of more than 60 degrees, and the throat is so hot and painful to drink.

"Gudong, Gudong." Jiang Xiaobai gulped.

Spicy white wine flowed down the throat into the stomach, and the burning stomach felt like it was on fire.

A burst of wine smell, from throat to nose, stimulating Jiang Xiaobai's nerves, making him seem to be able to vomit out in the next second.

"The first bottle." Jiang Xiaobai held the table with one hand and the wine bottle with the other, turning it over.

Some water flows from the bottle, ticking, and dropping on the table, stimulating everyone's nerves.

Growing up this way, it was really the first time he saw someone struggling with his life for a business.

In Wang Haiyang's sluggish gaze, in the worried look of Li Lao San, Song Weiguo, and Zhou Chenglong, Jiang Xiaobai picked up the second bottle of wine.

Fortunately, the waiter opened the bottle at the beginning, otherwise Jiang Xiaobai might not be able to open the bottle cap at this time.

Using his teeth tightly, biting the mouth of the bottle, "gudong, gudong," Jiang Xiaobai drank again.

Every time I swallowed a sip of wine, I was challenging my limit, and my stomach was boiling over.

He felt that his throat was numb, and he didn't feel anymore.

My legs were already trembling a bit, and I almost couldn't support the weight of my body. The upper body was getting heavier and heavier, but the lower body was getting lighter and lighter.

"Gudong, Gudong." Jiang Xiaobai continued to drink. What he was drinking was not wine, but the hope of more than 700 people in Jianhua Village.

He promised to let the young man who brought the gift to get back more money so that he could marry a wife.

He promised that he would let the man who said the last time borrowed money from his relatives, and let his relatives come home to borrow money in the future.

He promised that he bought the coffin in exchange for the old man who raised pigs. There will be a better coffin in the future, at least red pine wood.

He promised to more than 100 households in Jianhua Village, men and women, 700 people, old and young, that he would lead them to a better life, that they would have enough to eat and wear warm words.

He carries the hope of Jianhua Village on his shoulders, so he can still drink it.

Three minutes passed, Jiang Xiaobai barely controlled his nerves, making his hands less trembling.

Forcibly squeezed a smile on his face, but he didn't control it and looked a little stiff.

The wine bottle in his hand slowly turned over again, this time only a few drops of wine dripped.

"Drink... it's finished..." Jiang Xiaobai said word by word.

"Yeah." Wang Haiyang was taken aback for a moment before speaking.

"I will give it to you, buy it for you." Wang Haiyang said subconsciously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Xiaobai fell backwards, Li Laosan and Song Weiguo rushed over and held Jiang Xiaobai.

Wang Haiyang turned and left, and Jiang Xiaobai spit on the ground.

Li Laosan ran towards the hospital with Jiang Xiaobai on his back.

It was noon the next day when Jiang Xiaobai woke up again.

"Director, what's wrong with you?"

"Director..." Seeing Jiang Xiaobai wake up, Song Weiguo and Li Laosan leaned forward and asked.

"I'm fine." Jiang Xiaobai still felt uncomfortable in his stomach, but he didn't feel that hot anymore.

"Director..." Li Laosan's eyes were red. I don't know if he stayed up late last night or cried.

When Jiang Xiaobai was sent here last night, the doctor said that it would be life-threatening if it was sent later.

"Director, you can eat something, I'll go to the canteen to get you some porridge." As he said, Old San Li turned around and went out.

"Director, you can rest for a while." Song Weiguo didn't know what to say.

I knew before that Jiang Xiaobai was very hard. For the first time, he slept on the road for canned bottles.

It was raining heavily, and the canned bottle that took people to resist all night, got a serious illness.

The inventory team took it away, still with criss-cross scars.

But at that time, he was still from the perspective of an outsider and bystander.

But this time, as a shareholder of the educated youth cannery, he also has his share of the investment in the pig farm in Jianhua Village.

Looking at Jiang Xiaobai like this, he really realized this feeling, this kind of conviction, he wished that it was himself who was lying on the hospital bed now.

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai replied softly, then his head became dizzy and closed his eyes and fell asleep. When Li Lao San came back with the porridge, Jiang Xiaobai was already asleep.

The two continued to guard Jiang Xiaobai's side.

This sleep was another afternoon. Jiang Xiaobai woke up in the evening. After drinking some porridge, he felt much better in his stomach.

Forcibly asked the two to go out to find the guest house to sleep. After driving away the two, Jiang Xiaobai fell asleep again.

On the morning of the third day, Li Laosan and Song Weiguo helped Jiang Xiaobai to leave the hospital.

At the entrance of the hospital, there are ten large trucks, four of which were rented by the educated youth cannery itself. Now they are all transferred.

The remaining seven vehicles were temporarily borrowed by Song Weiguo.

Zhang Fugui saw Jiang Xiaobai coming out, got out of the car and walked over.

and Li Laosan helped Jiang Xiaobai into the car.

"Go to the city pig farm." Although Jiang Xiaobai's voice was still weak, it was extremely firm.

"Okay." Zhang Fugui responded.

The city pig farm is not in the city, but in the suburbs. Of course, this was also moved after the opening.

The car did not drive for a while, before Jiang Xiaobai let the car window roll down.

He had motion sickness, and he felt even more uncomfortable just after he was discharged from the hospital.

Zhang Fugui tried his best to drive the car more steadily to make Jiang Xiaobai feel better.

Before the car arrived at the city pig farm, Jiang Xiaobai smelled a stinky smell, and almost didn't vomit Jiang Xiaobai.

Jiang Xiaobai quickly let people close the window of the car, don't even think about it, it should be not far from the city pig farm.

(End of this chapter)