After drinking the wine, Xu Qianrou's eyes flashed with a hint of pride, and then she stared at Xu Qianjiao's face silently.
Xu Qianjiao's face remained calm, with a faint smile on her face. She then poured another glass of wine and handed it to Xu Qianrou, "Come on, have another drink. Today is a rare day for us to get together."
Xu Qianrou's expression flashed with a hint of unnaturalness, but then she gritted her teeth and picked up the wine glass, "Okay, drink."
After another glass of wine, Xu Qianrou's face became more and more rosy, her thoughts became more and more confused, and there was an abnormal blush on her face. She didn't think much about it, she just felt that she was drunk.
Seeing her like this, Xu Qianjiao picked up the wine glass to cover the smile on her lips. A sense of pleasure of revenge flashed through her heart, and she couldn't help muttering in her heart: Xu Qianrou, don't blame me, blame yourself, you deserve it all.
Yes, from what you see now, Xu Qianrou may have put drugs in Xu Qianjiao's cup, but unfortunately, the two of them were sitting together and the cups happened to be placed together.
While Xu Qianjiao was pouring wine for Song Ziming, she quietly switched their glasses, so...
After a few drinks, everyone at the table had a slightly drunken blush on their faces, Xu Qianrou's was particularly obvious. At the elders' table, Uncle Xu was still talking incessantly, while Father and Mother Xu were busy eating.
Seeing the two of them looking like starving ghosts, the aunt couldn't help but sarcastically say, "You two have never eaten meat in your lives, yet you keep eating without listening."
When the uncle heard this, he subconsciously looked at the table. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked, but his face turned dark when he looked. The plate that was originally full of food was now half empty. Mr. and Mrs. Xu had a big mouthful of food in their mouths and another big bowl in their bowl.
He tried to hold it back, but couldn't help saying, "You two are so hungry, it's like you haven't eaten in several lifetimes. Is it really that serious?"
Seeing this, Father Xu and Mother Xu looked at each other and nodded. Father Xu touched his nose and said with a wry smile, "Hey, don't be offended, brother. It's because Sister-in-law's cooking is so delicious that we couldn't help it."
Uncle Xu took a deep breath, endured it, and said nothing more. He just closed his mouth silently and picked up the chopsticks to eat the remaining dishes on the table. At this time, Xu's father and mother did not argue with him, but just silently slowed down their eating speed.
After all, they had just eaten their fill, and there were only a few vegetables and minced meat left on the table. There was nothing to fight over. They had already finished the good stuff while he was talking.
For a moment, the only sound on the table was the sound of eating. No one spoke anymore. Chopsticks moved quickly across the table. In a few strokes, the dishes on the table were gone.
Xu's father, Xu's mother, Xu Qianjiao and Cheng Jiawen were all very full. They touched their stomachs and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: The dishes cooked by this aunt/sister-in-law are really good, flavorful and delicious. We are all full.
The people in the big room touched their bellies, which were still unborn, and felt an indescribable pain in their hearts.
After dinner, the second family went home, and Xu Qianrou volunteered to take Song Ziming to Qingdian. Song Ziming was not good at drinking, and after drinking two glasses of wine, he felt a little unsteady on his feet, so he did not refuse her.
As the sky darkened in the evening, the bustle of the village gradually gave way to tranquility. Xu Qianrou gently supported the tipsy Song Ziming as they walked slowly back to the educated youth station.
Xu Qianrou took good care of him, holding the sobering tea she had prepared for him. Her eyes would occasionally fall on him, revealing a hint of concern and tenderness.
Song Ziming half closed his eyes and let Xu Qianrou lead him forward.
His steps were a little unsteady, and Xu Qianrou hurriedly supported him when she saw this. He looked down at Xu Qianrou, whose cheeks were slightly red, and a hint of desire flashed through his mind.
There are not many people at the educated youth site now. Everyone takes leave during the slack season to go home and visit their families.
Song Ziming lived alone, and after Xu Qianrou helped Song Ziming into the house, her body softened slightly under his gaze, and she could no longer suppress the heat in her heart and body.
Song Ziming looked at the girl in front of him with blurry eyes and flushed cheeks, and kissed her immediately.
Although she was not as pretty as Xu Qianjiao, she was young and young girls were not too ugly. At this moment, both of them had drunk some wine, and the kiss became uncontrollable.
Xu Qianrou felt the heat in her body. Song Ziming hugged her, his hand passed across her waist and gradually moved inside.
After that, things got out of control between the two of them, the spring light was all over the bedding, and the night became their cover color.
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The next morning, an angry roar was heard from the main room of the Xu family, followed by the sound of a quarrel. Xu Qianjiao, Xu's father and mother squatted in the yard, brushing their teeth and washing up while listening attentively.
But no matter how hard they pricked up their ears, they couldn't hear it clearly. They only caught scattered fragments of words about him not coming home all night, not coming home at night, and a smile on his face.
Xu Qianjiao had the answer in her heart, but she didn't say anything. Xu's mother also had some guesses in her heart. Everyone knew it in their hearts, but they didn't say it out loud.
In a blink of an eye, the sound of quarreling died down. It seemed that the other side realized the seriousness of the matter and began to consciously lower their voices. Xu Qianjiao and the others could no longer hear it.
They looked at each other. Seeing that there was no more gossip in the yard, Xu's mother and father went to the kitchen, picked up breakfast, and prepared to go to other people's homes to ask around and chat.
Xu Qianjiao pouted. She also wanted to find someone to chat with, but unfortunately she didn't have any acquaintances, and Qin Guizhi was busy and not at home. Yes, she went to the city to take care of her elder sister again.
Her eldest sister had just given birth and asked her to help take care of the baby. Under pressure from Qin's mother, she went even though she didn't really want to.
Xu Qianjiao stayed at home feeling bored, so she started knitting a sweater to kill time.
"Jiaojiao~" Cheng Jiawen walked into the yard and saw that it was quiet. He naturally called Xu Qianjiao.
When Xu Qianjiao heard his voice, her eyes lit up and she immediately ran to him, "Cheng Jiawen, you're here~"
Cheng Jiawen frowned as he saw a trace of grievance on her face. He felt a little nervous and immediately asked, "What's wrong? Who made you angry with that aggrieved expression?"
"No one is mad at me. I'm just too bored and don't know what to do at home." Xu Qianjiao snapped her fingers and said sullenly with her head down.
Hearing this, Cheng Jiawen nodded in understanding. Indeed, Xu Qianjiao didn't have many friends. She stayed at home all day long and had no one to chat with. It would indeed be boring.
Many girls in the village stopped studying after elementary school. There were only two girls like Xu Qianjiao who finished high school in the area, so it was normal that they couldn't play together.
Moreover, Xu Qianjiao has always been the object of envy of the girls in the village, but they also look down on her family, so it is normal that Xu Qianjiao can't make many friends.
He pursed his lips, thought for a while, and said slowly: "Then I'll take you to the city to play?"
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