Chapter 123 Just Spoil Her
After several rounds of drinks...
They were all a little tipsy.
At first, when offering a toast, they would say a few more words of congratulations, but after drinking too much, they would start to reveal their true nature.
Raising his glass to Xiao Cheng, he toasted from afar: "Brother Cheng! Cheers! May your happiness be as boundless as the Eastern Sea and your longevity as enduring as the Southern Mountains!"
These are the toasting words of the honest Xiao Dazhuang.
"Brother Cheng, may you have a son soon and a house full of children and grandchildren!"
This is Wang Hao holding a glass of wine that's half spilled, paying his respects to his elder brother with utmost seriousness as he congratulates him.
"Brother Cheng, there's no need for further words. You know what I want to say, and I know you know what I mean. This is just our congratulations. We've said the same things every year, you know what I mean, and I know what I mean. Cheers! All the words are in this glass!"
This is a farewell to the carefree, roguish Luo Shiliu, now sporting a goofy look. He leans on the table with his left hand, holding a wine glass in his right, paying tribute to his beloved brother, who understands him and everyone else.
Just as Xiao Cheng was about to pick up a full glass of wine, Bai Lu quickly but gently pressed his hand down.
Give him a cool and gentle standard smile: "If you get drunk again... you'll be sleeping in the storage room tonight."
Xiao Cheng's eyes were a little blurry from the smell of alcohol, but he could only see the girl smiling gently, her eyes full of concern.
He held her small hand in his large hand.
She spoke softly, "Don't worry, I won't get drunk."
He's acting like a three-year-old, yet he claims he's not drunk. Bai Lu doesn't believe him. "The roof of the storage room is fixed, it's draft-free. You can sleep there tonight. It's close to the kitchen, so you can take a shower right after you throw up."
"I won't throw up," Xiao Cheng said earnestly.
"Yes, yes, you won't throw up, and you won't get drunk." Bai Lu was sprayed in the face with the smell of alcohol, and she pursed her lips speechlessly, then picked up a piece of braised pork trotter and put it in his bowl.
"Only a three-year-old would throw up. You're so strong, of course you won't throw up. Eat a big pig's trotter to wake up!"
Upon hearing the word "three-year-old child," Xiao Cheng glanced at Xiao Wei.
Bai Lu was speechless: "Xiao Wei is already seven years old, not three."
The little guy was engrossed in sucking snails, using a toothpick to extract the snail meat, and even sucking on his fingers.
Hearing her name called, she subconsciously looked up and found herself being stared at by two pairs of the most important eyes. Her face flushed red, and she immediately withdrew the finger that was still licking her lips.
He obediently lowered his head and ate his food in small bites.
Bai Lu smiled, scooped up a large spoonful of snails, and put them into the little guy's bowl, which only had a shallow layer of rice left at the bottom: "Eat more if you like, there's still plenty left. It'll be a waste if you don't finish it tomorrow."
Xiao Wei looked up and saw that his older brother was looking at Bai Lu, not at him. He reluctantly lowered his head, grabbed a large snail from the bowl, put it to his mouth and sucked on the snail meat. When he couldn't suck it out, he used a toothpick to pick it out.
When Bai Lu turned around, Xiao Cheng was already looking down at the large pig's trotter in the bowl. A moment later, he picked up his chopsticks.
Pick up the big pig's trotter and put it in your mouth.
"Is it tasty?"
Bai Lu's eyes sparkled as she stared at the big shot who was swallowing dates whole... and then a pig's trotter, waiting for his reply.
Xiao Cheng nodded in agreement.
Bai Lu smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Xiao Wei bought these pig's trotters! Aren't they delicious, chewy, and fragrant? The big pig's trotters used in this braised pork knuckle were bought by Xiao Wei and me at the market today. Xiao Wei spent a long time picking them out and paid for them himself. It's all out of his heart."
Xiao Cheng paused slightly, the last small piece of pork trotter still in his mouth, when he suddenly felt that the meat was too sweet and too greasy.
Bai Lu stared at him and asked, "Isn't it delicious? I think it's delicious too. I ate several pieces tonight, and I also put several pieces on your plate. You ate them all. It must be delicious. You like it, right?"
Xiao Cheng: "..."
Xiao Wei lowered his head, nervously curled his little finger, and forgot to chew the snail meat that was slurping out of his mouth.
In previous years, Xiao Cheng would not eat the terrible food made by Luo Shiliu and his friends, nor would he eat the pig's trotters made by Xiao Wei.
This year……
Xiao Cheng pursed his thin lips, a small piece of pig's trotter still lodged in his mouth, unsure whether to say it was delicious or not.
It was said to be delicious—the pig's trotters were bought by Xiao Wei.
They say it doesn't taste good—the pig's trotters were made during the White Dew season.
In short, no matter what, Bai Lu wanted him to praise the pig's trotters today, which was a way of indirectly praising Xiao Wei.
Xiao Cheng was stared at by Bai Lu's bright eyes, and after a long, hard struggle, he finally swallowed the pig's trotter.
“Hmm,” he replied.
"Hmm, what does that mean?" Bai Lu asked, looking confused. "Does it taste good or not?"
Getting to the bottom of things is one of her strengths.
Xiao Cheng picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs: "Delicious."
"What's delicious?" Bai Lu snatched the ribs he had just picked up and put them in Xiao Wei's bowl.
Xiao Wei was stunned, then surprised and secretly happy.
Across from them, a trio of drunkards rested their chins on their hands, all staring intently at their leader, eager to see what would happen.
Xiao Cheng felt he must be drunk to agree with her and say, "Braised pig's trotters are delicious."
Bai Lu immediately smiled sweetly and picked up a big, red braised pig's trotter for him.
"If you like it, eat more."
Xiao Cheng: "..."
Xiao Wei secretly raised the corners of his mouth, feeling for the first time that the braised pork ribs in his mouth were so delicious that he wanted to jump for joy.
"I want one too! I want one too!"
"Sister-in-law, we want braised pig's trotters too!"
The three people watching the play protested against the couple eating alone, and brought their bowls across most of the table.
But the big boss ruthlessly pushed him away: "Get it yourself."
Luo Shiliu decisively shifted the bowl to Xiao Wei: "Xiao Wei, quickly put a big pig's trotter on my plate."
Xiao Dazhuang and Wang Hao also shoved their bowls at him: "Xiao Wei, give your brother a piece of pig's trotter too, the biggest one, bigger than the one your brother ate, and tastier than the one your brother ate!"
Xiao Wei stared at the three bowls in front of him, filled with wine and swaying back and forth, lost in thought.
After waiting for a long time, I still didn't hear my older brother help me out of the predicament.
He only got a large pig's trotter in his bowl. Pig's trotters soaked in wine must be the favorite of the three drunkards.
Just as I finished picking up the pig's trotter, a soft whisper came from above: "Go to the kitchen and bring the cake over."
Xiao Wei's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly put down his chopsticks and ran to the kitchen.
Under the bright moon, a large round table was set up in the front yard. The moonlight shone on the delicious food on the table, which was picked up by chopsticks and put into bowls, accompanied by bursts of praise from people with burps.
With a small mountain of food piled up in her bowl, Bai Lu turned to Xiao Cheng helplessly: "Why are you putting so much food on my plate?"
Xiao Cheng nodded and carefully picked up a braised pork trotter, a garlic-roasted rib, a sweet and sour rib, a boneless boiled fish fillet, a braised pork, a large chicken leg, and a large duck leg.
Only after piling her bowls high did he look at her seriously and say in a seemingly calm and indifferent tone, "Eating meat is good for your health, the doctor said."
That's exactly the kind of thing a drunk kid would do.
Bai Lu looked at the meat piled up to her chin in the bowl and gave up. The boss before she got drunk was aloof, arrogant, and taciturn; she would never do something as childish as forcibly feeding someone.
(End of this chapter)
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