The village committee was bustling with activity.
People partied from noon until night.
Everyone was red in the face from drinking.
Only Da Qing sat in the middle, serious and calm, looking very out of place among everyone else.
"Village Chief Ma, I've never seen you smile. Why don't you join in the fun with your brothers?"
Someone from the security team, drunk, came over to urge him to drink.
Da Qing waved his hand, "I have an upset stomach, can't drink. I'm allergic to alcohol."
A'niu tugged at Lei Baiwan beside him, "That's the Ma Daqing, Village Chief Ma I was telling you about."
Lei Baiwan's cheeks were flushed red, but his tolerance was unmatched, showing no signs of drunkenness.
"I heard he used to be with the War Department. Help me check it out."
"It's not that I don't trust him, it's just that he's always so serious, I can't quite read him."
Lei Baiwan squinted his eyes at Da Qing.
Da Qing seemed to sense the gaze coming from over here.