Dong Laosan, who was like a stinger, naturally understood the meaning of Lao Xie's delivery, so he had to get up and say goodbye. Lao Xie staggered and sent him to the gate. Dong Laosan hugged his neck and said drunkenly: Brother, you are really lucky. My sister-in-law is really beautiful. If I, Dong Laosan, can marry such a wife, I must have eight times a day... Last time you said that my sister-in-law is cold, will I teach you the tricks I will take effect?