Last night, on a whim, I wanted to drink, at first, I drank a little red wine, I felt tasteless, and then I drank several kinds of fruit wine, and in a slightly drunk state, I remembered the state of my family drinking.
In my memory, my mother liked rice wine, and the amount of alcohol was excellent. The way to eat is also extremely exquisite, rice wine is poured into the pot first, plus rock sugar, set on the stove, slowly warm for a while, the entrance is sweet and warm, we children can't help but take a small sip, sweet silk, a warm current down the river, refreshing.
Mom didn't drink with a cup, it was a bowl, that kind of big bowl, you can drink a few bowls. I've seen her blush when she's drunk, but I've never seen her drunk. Wine meets character, and mom is a person who can really hold it.
Compared to Mom, Dad's alcohol consumption is average, and he doesn't drink much. One year during the New Year's Eve, he was drunk, lying on the table and crying, and he was very sad, and I can still remember that scene. I remember my dad's voice was very similar to my uncle's, but their personalities were diametrically opposed.
My brother's alcohol is said to be excellent, but I have never seen him drunk; my sister-in-law only drinks white, that kind of high-grade white; my sister does not drink, I remember once drinking beer, and as a result, my whole body has rashes; my brother-in-law likes to join in the fun, I was drunk when I got married; my good friend Fang and Beautiful, they both have a good amount of wine, they are all white; the mother-in-law will make her own wine, very drinkable, the entrance is super sweet, I miss it; my own amount of alcohol is very general, sometimes like to be strong, I am drunk once in my memory, and my brain is sober. The mouth is constantly nagging, the footsteps are upside down, and the headache is severe.
Being able to get myself drunk, this person is also a person in personality, most of the time I am so sober, it seems that the drops of wine do not stick.
