Jiang Ci's alcohol tolerance has increased somewhat in the past few days.
"Are you going to see a movie again tomorrow?" Zhou Mingli asked her deliberately.
The newspaper organized a movie screening, and anyone living in the staff quarters could attend.
Jiang Ci said last night that she wanted to go see an open-air movie.
And now…
Jiang Ci decisively said, "I'm not going. Let whoever wants to go, go. I'll be back at work on the eighth day of the new year. I'm not going anywhere these next few days."
“I want to eat fruit…” Jiang Ci frowned. “Director Chai and his wife both have a high alcohol tolerance.”
Her mouth was very dry from drinking.
"Let's go to the grocery store and see if they have any oranges or apples."
"Um."
Zhou Mingli turned his bicycle towards the grocery store.
Coincidentally, the grocery store happened to be restocking and had apples for sale.
Zhou Mingli bought several, then asked the salesperson for some water, washed one, and gave it to Jiang Ci to eat first.
The two continued on their way home. Jiang Ci sat on the back seat, munching on an apple. They chatted idly, and since Zhou Mingli wasn't riding very fast, Jiang Ci became a little drowsy.
Suddenly, Zhou Mingli slammed on the brakes.
Jiang Ci bumped into Zhou Mingli's back.
"Ugh... Zhou Mingli..." Her nose stung and she saw stars.
"Sorry, did you hurt yourself?" Zhou Mingli asked in a low voice, turning his head to look at her.
"Of course it hurts," Jiang Ci frowned. "Why did you suddenly brake?"
Zhou Mingli paused, then pointed to a spot not far away, "Look who's there."
Jiang Ci looked in the direction Zhou Mingli pointed.
Prosperity and strength.
Fuqiang fled with his son in his arms.
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