"Mom, I..." Zhan Feiyu's voice was nasal, but he couldn't say "I can drink!" because he really couldn't drink.
Zhan Feihuang joined in teasing, "Mom, you shouldn't drink too much either. Next time my big brother causes trouble, my brother and I will drink with him until he can't stand up."
"Shut up!" Du Yujiao scolded sharply, "Drink, drink, drink, what have I told you before? I told you not to drink and you still drink so much, go to my room and kneel after we get back and no lunch for you!"
"Yes," Zhan Feihuang lowered his head, eyes brimming with tears of grievance.
Zhu Bufan quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "Mom, little sister Fei Huang really didn't want to drink, it was me who made her drink. You can't blame her, if you have to blame someone, blame me, I..."
"What about you, you think you have a point?" Du Yujiao harshly rebuked, "When we get back, you kneel with her and see if you dare to drink recklessly in the future."
"Yes," Zhu Bufan nodded in agreement.
