Chapter 557: Girl's Strawberry Rice Wine! Dad, Chen Yansen kissed me!
Chunshen Town, Qipan Street.
Red lanterns are hung in front of the shops, and the stalls at the intersection are filled with various fireworks such as black Kong, sky rockets, fairy wands, and small goldfish.
When neighbors meet on the street, the first thing they ask is, "Have you eaten?"
The cold wind blew gently, and the ground was covered with water stains.
In the sunny open space, the cleaner piled up a pile of dirty snow, waiting for it to slowly melt after the weather cleared up.
A silver and blue Hongqi L5 slowly drove by, attracting the attention of passers-by.
Hongqi cars are not new, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this Hongqi L5 is extraordinary. It is five or six meters long and exudes a sense of nobility.
What is even more eye-catching is its license plate: a Yanjing license plate, and a leopard number!
Behind the car were two all-black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles.
"Oh, this Hongqi is really nice. I guess it's worth hundreds of thousands of dollars."
"Brother, you don't understand this, right? The Hongqi L5 is a car only the big shots in Yanjing drive. You can't just buy it if you have money. It has to go through more than a dozen inspections, and the final price is at least this."
"Six hundred thousand?"
"Oh! What are you thinking about? Six million!"
In a ramen restaurant nearby, two middle-aged men in their forties were holding wine glasses and watching the Hongqi L5 passing by outside the door, commenting on it.
The diners around couldn't help but gasp after hearing this.
At that time, the housing price in Chunshen was less than 3,000 yuan per square meter.
Simply put, this Hongqi car can be exchanged for a 2,000-square-meter house. Assuming each house is 100 square meters, you can buy 20 houses!
"Those two Mercedes-Benz Vianos in the back cost over half a million each."
Someone among the diners added.
The boss, who was stretching noodles, couldn't resist his curiosity and peeked outside. After seeing the luxurious exterior of the car, he muttered, "Oh my god, I can't afford this even if I stretch noodles for my whole life."
Chen Yansen sat in the car, looking at the street scene outside the window, and childhood scenes emerged in his mind.
"Zihao, I know there's a small river outside the west gate that's full of crayfish. Shall we go fishing together this afternoon? Then we can ask Aunt Wen to make us spicy crayfish?"
"Sure, Brother Mori! I'll make the dip net!"
"Brother, I want to go too!"
"Zihao, don't take her with you! Little brats are annoying."
"Chen Yansen, if you dare not take me with you, I will go to Uncle Chen to complain."
Thinking of this, Chen Yansen narrowed his eyes and laughed unconsciously.
That day, the three of them worked together to cut a large piece of Wang Zihao's mosquito net and turned it into a scoop net.
When they came back, the bucket was indeed full of crayfish, but Wang Ziyan accidentally fell into a small ditch and was covered in mud, like a mud monkey.
Wang Zhanjun and Wen Shumei, one holding a stick and the other holding a straightened clothespin, were waiting for the three of them at the gate of the courtyard.
When Wen Shumei heard that Wang Ziyan fell into the river, she was so scared that she burst into tears and kept wiping away her tears.
Without saying a word, Wang Zhanjun tied up Wang Zihao and hung him under the locust tree in the yard, then beat him to death with a stick.
When you’re tired of fighting, let Wen Shumei take over!
Mixed doubles for the couple!
After all, every year children drown in the sand river outside the city.
Wang Zhanjun was afraid that he had not hit Wang Zihao enough and that he would not learn his lesson.
Wang Ziyan stood aside. Although she was not hit, she cleverly burst into tears. However, there was only thunder but no rain, and she did not shed a single tear.
Chen Yansen was carrying a bucket of crayfish at the time. Looking at his suffering buddy, he wanted to bite the bullet and say, "Uncle Wang, it was my idea to catch lobsters. Why don't you hang me up too?"
But when he saw Wang Zihao's skin and flesh torn apart by the beating, his neck shrank and he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
Finally, the three of them sat on small stools around the dining table under the locust tree, smelling the fragrance of flowers, and finished two large pots of sauce-flavored crayfish.
Chen Yansen remembered very clearly that Wang Zihao was wiping his tears while gnawing on the shrimp tails.
Later, Zihao said that the beating was not in vain and he had to eat a few more crayfish to make up for it.
When school started on Monday, a classmate saw that Wang Zihao had an injured arm and asked him the reason.
Wang Zihao couldn't tell the truth, so he just made up a story and said that he met three thugs who asked for pocket money and he beat them away.
The children were simple-minded and believed him when they saw that he was covered in scars.
Since then, there has been a rumor in Experimental Primary School: there is a tough guy in Class 3, Grade 6, who has extraordinary fighting power and can fight three people at the same time.
"Boss, we're here."
Huang Boxiang stopped the car and saw Chen Yansen staring blankly, as if in a daze, so he whispered a reminder.
"Help me get the gift from the trunk."
Chen Yansen opened the car door and got out.
He looked around and found that there was almost no change in the city. It was still the same blue bricks, black tiles, and old alleys of the ancient city. The aroma of bacon wafted from afar.
With a "click", Huang Boxiang took the gift, closed the trunk, and followed his boss silently.
Chen Yansen walked along the bluestone path, heading deep into the winding alley.
A pale yellow wintersweet peeked out from the low wall, growing upward with its head held high, emitting a faint fragrance.
After a while, I saw a bare locust tree.
“Knock knock knock—!”
Chen Yansen raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Then there was a burst of quick footsteps, and with a creak, the red lacquered door opened.
Wang Ziyan wore a red down jacket, blue jeans, and snow boots.
I haven't seen her for more than a year. She has grown a few centimeters taller and is now about 1.72 meters tall.
Her hair was tied into a neat high ponytail, with fine hair ends on her temples like catfish whiskers, which made her face look pink and white, like a budding peach blossom.
Her eyes were watery and surprisingly bright. If an ordinary boy looked at her for even a second, he would probably fall in love with her immediately.
Wang Ziyan looked up at Chen Yansen, said nothing, turned around and walked back.
Chen Yansen wasn't going to pamper her. He reached out and grabbed Wang Ziyan's ponytail, criticizing her unhappily: "You've grown up and become independent? You didn't even say hello?"
"Chen Yansen, let go! Dad, Mom! Chen Yansen kissed me!"
Wang Ziyan shouted loudly towards the living room.
Chen Yansen quickly let go and took a step back.
As the saying goes, "You can tell a person's future by looking at him when he is young, and his character by looking at him when he is three years old." He was convinced that Wang Ziyan had never changed.
After hearing this, Wang Zhanjun and Chen Guobin in the room looked at each other, and their buttocks seemed to be stuck to the chairs, and no one moved.
"Old Wang, find me a stick."
Chen Guobin was silent for more than ten seconds, then expressed his opinion immediately.
"Old Chen, you don't understand Zi Yan. This girl never speaks the truth. When she was little, she always liked to be the first to complain."
Wang Zhanjun waved his hand and stopped Chen Guobin.
"Zihao, go out and take a look." Wen Shumei ordered her son to go out and check what was going on.
To be honest, she watched Chen Yansen grow up, and to say that she doesn't like him is purely deceiving herself.
But if I really wanted Chen Yansen to be my son-in-law, I would always feel a little uncomfortable.
"Mom, you believe Wang Ziyan's lies? Besides, Brother Sen's girlfriends are much prettier than Ziyan."
Wang Zihao lay on the sofa, moved his butt, and didn't want to get up at all.
He knew with his toes that Brother Sen would look down on people like Wang Ziyan.
But this is all because of Wang Zihao's older brother filter.
His mind was full of the embarrassing image of Wang Ziyan with her naked bottom and snot hanging from her nose. He didn't realize at all that Wang Ziyan was now the campus belle of Luzhou University of Science and Technology, and those who pursued her could circle around the university town for several times.
"Girlfriends?" Chen Guobin looked puzzled.
"Uncle Chen, you heard it wrong. I said my girlfriend. Um, it was a slip of the tongue."
Wang Zihao was shocked when he heard this, and cursed in his heart: You are usually a cautious person, how could you make such a low-level mistake?
"Oh." Chen Guobin responded without taking it to heart.
Wang Zihao laughed dryly and said, "Brother Sen must have brought a gift. I'll go and help."
After saying that, he turned and left the living room.
He pushed open the door and saw Wang Ziyan wiping her mouth with one hand and pointing at Chen Yansen with the other, her face full of disbelief.
"Brother Sen, what time did you arrive in Chunshen?"
Wang Zihao walked forward and asked with a smile.
"Brother, Chen Yansen kissed me." Wang Ziyan continued to complain.
"Just kiss me, you kissed Brother Sen when you were a kid."
Wang Zihao responded perfunctorily.
He didn't believe a single punctuation mark in what his sister said.
"I just arrived and went to Lao Chen's bookstore after getting off the bus. I didn't see him so I called him. I didn't expect to be eating at your house."
Chen Yansen said half-jokingly.
"I bought a few bottles of good wine for the old man, but he was reluctant to drink it, so I invited Uncle Chen over."
Wang Zihao explained with a smile.
"I have to come back in the summer next time. There aren't any locust flowers in the winter. Every time I think of Aunt Wen's locust flower scrambled eggs, I feel craving for it."
Chen Yansen turned to look at the locust tree and said with emotion.
"My mom froze a few boxes in the refrigerator and said they were specially prepared for you."
Wang Zihao chuckled, waved at Huang Boxiang, took half of the gift bag, turned around and walked into the house, not even bothering to look at Wang Ziyan.
"Wang Zihao, you are not my biological brother at all, you are my cousin!"
Wang Ziyan shouted angrily.
"We're all brothers anyway, there's no difference."
Wang Zihao didn't look back and went straight into the house.
"Little girl, have you ever heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?"
Chen Yansen asked with a smile.
Dare to wrongly accuse Mr. Chen?
Of course Mr. Chen cannot suffer any loss!
He licked the lipstick on the corner of his mouth and said with a smirk, "I like strawberry flavor. Remember to change it next time."
"I'm going to complain to Uncle Chen!" Wang Ziyan trotted into the house.
But she knew in her heart that she would not win the lawsuit!
Chen Yansen smiled lightly, with a hint of pride on his lips, and thought to himself: Wang Ziyan, it’s not too much for me to charge some interest, right?
Huang Boxiang looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, with an expression as if he was wandering in the sky.
He counted on his fingers, silently counting to himself: "One, two, three, four..."
Chen Yansen followed into the living room, smiling broadly, and greeted Wang Zhanjun and Wen Shumei, "Uncle Wang, Aunt Wen."
"Komori, sit down!"
Wang Zhanjun patted the chair to his right and said, "White wine or red wine?"
"Do you have rice wine?"
Chen Yansen was not polite and sat down casually.
"Zi Yan, go to the alley and buy two bottles of rice wine."
Wang Zhanjun gave instructions to Wang Ziyan.
"Okay, right away."
Wang Ziyan didn't want to go at first, but after a moment's thought, she came up with an idea and immediately agreed.
Chunshen is a major agricultural county with ample grain reserves, and the city is home to numerous small distilleries. These distilleries produce authentic grain-based liquors, often without packaging or branding.
The rice wine is naturally also brewed at home.
It’s not easy to add some ingredients if it’s not sealed!
Chen Yansen sighed slightly. Although Wang Ziyan hid her thoughts very deeply, she was like naked in front of him, and her little tricks could not be concealed at all.
"Xiao Sen, Auntie Wen will make you some scrambled eggs with locust flowers."
After saying hello, Wen Shumei tied on an apron and went to the kitchen.
"Xiao Sen, um, the last time you went to Lighthouse Country, did you really take the same plane as Li Qingsong?"
Wang Zhanjun had been to the battlefield and fought in the Vietnam War. He had always been curious about the big guys above him, so he asked with a gossipy look on his face.
"Well, it's a bit crowded. It's not as spacious as my private jet."
Chen Yansen tells the truth.
"What's Mr. Li's temper like in private?" Wang Zhanjun asked again.
"He's very kind, easy to talk to, and he loves to drink Coke."
Seeing that Wang Zhanjun was interested, Chen Yansen casually revealed some irrelevant information.
"Huh!? A big shot like him drinks Coke?"
Wang Zhanjun's face was filled with shock, and he was thinking to himself, if I brag about this to my old comrades later, will they believe me?
The information is authentic, but a bit outrageous.
Chen Guobin held the wine glass, clinked it with Wang Zhanjun, and took a sip casually.
He didn't even have to say a word; his son had already earned him enough face.
He listened with great interest as Chen Yansen talked about everything from the ringing of the bell for the IPO in New York, the Davos Economic Conference, to the interesting stories of super-rich people like Bill Gates.
Wang Zhanjun even forgot about the wine and just focused on listening to Chen Yansen.
The hand holding the wine glass was suspended in mid-air, his eyes wide open, afraid of missing a single word.
When he heard that Bill Gates secretly ate chocolate during a meeting, he couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Is it true?"
"With more than a dozen high-intensity communication meetings a day, it's really hard to handle if you're not physically fit. For example, Ma Liyun from Ali Baba caught a cold and a fever before he even made it to the closing ceremony."
Chen Yansen spread his hands and said seriously.
"Hahaha..." Wang Zhanjun was very satisfied with what he heard. He picked up the cup and drank a glass of white wine. Then he choked and his face turned red.
At this time, Wang Ziyan came over with a 2-liter pot of rice wine. Without waiting for anyone to speak, she took Chen Yansen's cup, poured the first sip of wine into it, and said with a smile, "Brother Yansen, Happy New Year!"
Chen Yansen looked at the turbid wine in the glass and the foam that kept rising up, frowned slightly, and handed the wine to Chen Guobin: "Old Chen, it smells very fragrant. This glass of wine is for you."
Wang Ziyan quickly stopped him: "It's easy to get drunk if you mix rice wine and white wine. You should drink this one by yourself."
"Strange, did you put drugs in it?"
Chen Yansen asked with narrowed eyes.
"No." Wang Ziyan denied it flatly.
Chen Yansen smiled, put down the cup, and continued chatting with Wang Zhanjun and Chen Guobin.
As for the glass of rice wine, he never touched it.
"Once this guy graduated from high school, he became a completely different person. He became harder and harder to deceive."
Wang Ziyan thought secretly.
The sky outside the house gradually darkened, and Wen Shumei instructed Wang Zihao and Wang Ziyan to go to the kitchen to serve the dishes.
In a blink of an eye, the table was filled with a wide variety of dishes. Four small hot pots were placed on the alcohol stove, simmering the ingredients and soup.
"Xiao Sen, this cup is for you!"
Wang Zhanjun raised his glass and said seriously.
What kind of person is Wang Zihao? Others may not know, but how could he not know?
We can achieve today’s results thanks to Chen Yansen’s support and training.
"Uncle Wang, you're too polite. When I was little, I always came to your house for meals and often bullied Zi Yan. You didn't beat me, which was the greatest consideration you could give me."
Chen Yansen said with a smile.
With Wang Zhanjun's daughter-loving nature, if his children were bullied and cried loudly, others would have been angry, but he could resist cursing or losing his temper, which was enough to show his good character.
Wang Zhanjun has basically no shortcomings except that he likes drinking and bragging.
"To be honest, I really wanted to beat you up back then."
Wang Zhanjun said with a smile.
Sometimes, the truth is told in the name of a joke.
you do not say!
Chen Yansen bullied his precious daughter, and he wanted to kick the guy several meters away.
Several people laughed loudly, clinked glasses and the smell of alcohol made everyone's face red.
Wang Ziyan poured herself a glass of rice wine, deliberately shook it in front of Chen Yansen, and then took a big sip.
Seeing this, Chen Yansen drank it with peace of mind.
Suddenly, Wang Ziyan's eyes curved into crescent shapes, revealing an expression of triumph.
Chen Yansen savored it carefully, frowning slightly, and tasted a familiar flavor.
"Brother Yansen, is the rice wine delicious?" Wang Ziyan came forward and asked in an extremely well-behaved tone, but there was a hint of subtle provocation in her eyes.
"It's good, but I prefer strawberry-flavored rice wine."
Chen Yansen replied with a smile.
"Brother Sen, there is also strawberry-flavored rice wine?" Wang Zihao interrupted in surprise.
Wang Ziyan's face suddenly froze, and her heart skipped a beat. She was actually discovered by Chen Yansen.
But as she looked at the other person taking small sips of the food, her heart began to beat wildly again, as if it would jump out of her throat in the next second.
(End of this chapter)
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