For the holidays, I stocked up a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator at home, so I don’t have to worry about having no food to eat.
There were four of us in the evening, and Zhou's mother prepared six dishes and a soup. Because the two of us were busy, the four of us had dinner at 5:30.
During the meal, Zhou's father took out a bottle of wine from somewhere and placed it on the table.
Zhou's mother's expression changed immediately. Yu'er stared at the bottle of white wine, and her expression was the same as her mother's, not very good.
Zhou's father played dumb and pretended not to see the expressions of the mother and daughter.
Pulling Shen Zhixu along, relying on the support of outsiders, the mother and daughter didn't dare to do anything to themselves.
I was in a good mood and insisted on having a drink.
Yu'er couldn't stand it and spoke first.
“Professor Shen can’t drink. How can I go back if I drink?”
Father Zhou filled his own cup and poured half a cup for his brother.
With the belief that opportunity is now and never comes again, he put down the bottle, waved his hand and said generously.
"It's not like we don't have guest rooms. You can stay here today. Don't be polite to me."
Seeing that Zhou's father was determined to do what he wanted, Zhou's mother knew it.
It's also because I usually keep him strict and don't let him touch alcohol. Now that he gets a rare chance, he must be drinking hard.
Mother Zhou rolled her eyes at Father Zhou, and Father Zhou could clearly see the warning in her eyes.
He touched his nose guiltily. What should he do? His alcohol addiction was acting up and he had to drink something.
There was no choice but to give his wife a flattering smile, pick up the wine glass and start drinking with Shen Zhixu.
As a university professor, Shen Zhixu has constant interpersonal interactions.
He drinks, but not much.
Now that the father-in-law is drinking with him, how dare the future son-in-law not risk his life to accompany him?
The two of them drank wine back and forth. Yu'er and Zhou's mother ate while watching the men socializing at the table.
After Zhou's father drank two glasses of wine, he smelled of alcohol and talked more and kept chattering.
On the contrary, Shen Zhixu on the side, although the man had drunk a few glasses of wine, his face looked like a gentleman as gentle as jade.
There was no trace of alcohol on him.
The cold white skin gives off a cool and elegant air.
The more Zhou's mother looked at him, the more she liked him. Especially in stark contrast with Zhou's father standing next to her, Shen Zhixu's comprehensive demeanor became more and more apparent.
She leaned close to her daughter's ear, covered her mouth, and whispered to her daughter who was eating.
"Xiao Xu is pretty good, right?"
Yuer paused with her chopsticks and looked up at the man across the table who remained the same as always.
He turned around and looked at his mother who was obviously watching the fun and not minding the trouble. She was too lazy to pay attention to him and didn't say a word.
But Zhou's mother didn't care and continued.
"Let me tell you, he's much better than your dad when he was young. Did your dad know how to cook when he was young?"
"I don't even know where to throw my clothes after work. Look at Xiao Shen, you can tell he's someone who takes life seriously."
"If you two really get together, you will definitely have a worry-free life in the future."
Yuer: "Mom~"
"Yo, impatient."
Zhou's mother asked back with a smile.
The mother and daughter have always been like this, getting along easily like friends and being shameless.
"Mom, what I said is the truth. How could I hurt you?"
Yu'er turned her face away, kept her mouth shut for a long time, and finally uttered a sentence.
"I'm still young."
Mother Zhou raised her eyebrows and looked at her daughter's angry face.
Once again, the mother was lost in thought and exclaimed how beautiful her daughter was.
"It's such a good thing, just keep it for now. There's no rush to get married. We can talk again in three or four or five years."
Yu'er, who suddenly felt that her mother was black-hearted, almost laughed out of anger at her self-righteous words.
Having nothing to say, she pointed at her father who poured another glass of wine in front of her mother, trying to change the subject.
"Mom, if you don't bother me, Dad will finish half of the bottle of wine in no time."
The method of diverting blame is very useful and works every time.
As I wished, I saw my mother, who was teaching me earnestly one second, staring at my drunken father with a fierce look in her eyes the next second.
"Drink, drink, drink, I'm sure you'll die from drinking."
Zhou's father was drunk and obviously couldn't tell the difference between good and bad words. He just kept repeating Zhou's mother's words like a yes-man.
"Drink, drink, drink~"
Watch as his mother snatches the wine glass from his hand and helps his drunkard father sit on the chair.
It's the kind of posture where you grab the back of the collar, lift someone up, and then pull their arms to put them on your shoulders. It's very neat.
Halfway through the journey, Zhou's mother remembered something and turned back to give her daughter some instructions.
"Enjoy yourselves, I'm going to go take care of your dad first."
Yu'er nodded, and Shen Zhixu sat there in silence.
He placed his hands on his thighs like a good child.
Yu'er nodded, and he nodded too.
At first, Yu'er didn't notice anything wrong and thought he was not drunk.
After dinner, Yuer cleared the table and washed the dishes.
When I turned around, I found that the man was still sitting there obediently, his movements had not changed.
Only then did she realize something was wrong and waved her hand tentatively in front of the man.
"Are you drunk?"
The drunk man was a little dull, moving slowly. He slowly raised his eyes, his eyes empty and unfocused.
He reached out and slowly grabbed the dishonest hand that kept waving in front of his eyes.
He grabbed it in his hand, kneaded it and squeezed it, as if he had just realized his answer.
"I'm not drunk."
Okay, it’s confirmed, this guy is definitely drunk.
She just wasn't upset, and it didn't show on the outside, but Yu'er, whose heart suddenly died, sighed deeply.
"Can I take you to bed?"
Shen Zhixu is addicted to playing with other people's hands, just like a little kid.
The toy in his hand was snatched away, and he cried out.
Yuer took back her hand, squatted beside him, looked into his misty eyes, and tried very hard to communicate with the drunkard.
"It's getting late, can I take you to bed?"
Shen Zhixu was slow and leisurely.
"sleep?"
Yuer folded her hands on the sides of her face, making a sleeping posture.
"Yes, sleep."
The drunk looked at the man, thought seriously, and after a while his confused mind came to a conclusion.
"Okay, go to bed."
After getting the answer, Yu'er stood up and took his hand. As soon as she put her hand on it, the man subconsciously held it tightly.
As if he was afraid that she would escape, he applied a little force. Yu'er did not resist and let him stand up with his upward force.
The man just stood up, his body swaying a little unsteadily.
Seeing this, Yu'er quickly reached out and put her arm around his waist, pulling him towards her.
The next second, the man's tall body, freed from his strength, was directly wrapped in the intoxicating smell of alcohol and a faint cool breath.
A mixture of clear and crisp smells hit me all over without warning.
A small force came, and Yu'er couldn't help but follow the force and took the man back a few steps in the opposite direction.
He finally managed to stand steady and took a breath, but before he could fully breathe, he choked.
Yuer looked up and suddenly realized that she had been held in the man's arms like a baby without him knowing when.
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