Chapter 462 Sheng Xi'an also has a boyfriend
Judging from Sheng Xiping's appearance, it's obvious he's drunk.
Everyone in the room was stunned, while Zhang Shuzhen rolled her eyes at her son in anger.
"How many times have I told you not to drink so much? You just won't listen. Look at you, all drunk. Are you trying to drive me crazy?"
Sheng Xiping lay on the kang and waved his hand, "Oh dear, how long has it been since I saw Master and Mistress? I'm happy, so why can't I drink a little more?"
Sheng Xiping, his eyes still blurry with drunkenness, shouted loudly, still unconvinced.
The people who came to the Sheng family were simply there to find out how much money Sheng Xiping had made this year, and also to try and get on his good side.
Maybe next year I can go south with Sheng Xiping to try my luck and make a lot of money.
Although Chen Weiguo and the others kept quiet about how much money they had made, judging from their demeanor and the car Sheng Xiping had driven back, it was clear that...
It's obvious even to a fool that these people have made a lot of money outside.
In the past, everyone worked in the forest farm, logging and doing side jobs. They all earned about the same amount of money, so no one had to envy anyone else.
But what about now? They're all the same people, still toiling away on the mountain for a meager monthly wage of a hundred or two, while Sheng Xiping and his group are making tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of yuan.
With such a huge difference, who wouldn't be envious?
In this world, how many people don't care about money? For money, some people work from dawn till dusk, and some people take risks.
They're just visiting the Sheng family to sit down and catch up; what's there to be ashamed of?
After dinner, these people came over, intending to have a chat with Sheng Xiping.
When they arrived, they discovered that Sheng Xiping wasn't home. The Sheng family members chatted about all sorts of things, but they didn't reveal a single word about Sheng Xiping's life in the south.
I thought that since Sheng Xiping was back, we could chat and try to get closer to him.
As a result, Sheng Xiping got drunk and started talking in a foreign accent. He came in and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed). How could they possibly keep up their conversation?
So everyone could only sigh, get up and take their leave.
"Uncle Sheng, Auntie, it's getting late. Xiping has drunk so much. You should get some rest."
Upon seeing this, Sheng Liancheng and Zhang Shuzhen quickly asked Sheng Xitai to go out and see everyone off.
After everyone left, Zhou Qinglan brought over a glass of water and nudged Sheng Xiping. "Alright, everyone's gone, stop pretending."
Sheng Xiping chuckled as he sat up from the kang (a heated brick bed), took the water, and drank it all in one gulp. "How did you know I was faking it?"
Sheng Xiping was too lazy to waste his breath arguing with those people, so he deliberately pretended to be drunk after entering the room.
"Do you think I don't know your alcohol tolerance? You know your limits, otherwise you wouldn't drink like that." Zhou Qinglan took the glass and put it aside, chuckling lightly.
Having been married for so many years, the two knew each other's temperaments and habits well. Zhou Qinglan could tell at a glance whether Sheng Xiping was really drunk.
"Hmph, if you get this drunk, your master won't let you come back on your own." Zhang Shuzhen snorted as well.
"He would definitely have to send Liu Qiang and Liu Peng to bring you back, or else he would just leave you there to sleep. How could he let you wander home alone in the middle of the night?"
What if you fall into a snowdrift and sleep in it all night? Won't you freeze solid?
Sheng Xiping scratched his head, looking embarrassed. "Was my acting really that bad? You saw right through me?"
Everyone in the room burst into laughter. Sheng Xitai and Sheng Yunfang quickly comforted their elder brother, saying that they hadn't noticed.
After chatting and laughing for a while, it got late, so everyone packed up and went to rest.
The next day was the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the Little New Year. Early in the morning, Zhang Shuzhen took out the frozen celery and Acanthopanax senticosus from the refrigerator to thaw, because she wanted to make dumplings with wild mountain vegetables for the children.
After lunch, Sheng Xiping and Sheng Xitai drove to Songjiang River to pick up Sheng Xi'an, who had returned from vacation.
Having your own car is so convenient; you don't have to go through the trouble of finding a ride anymore.
The three brothers drove back to the forest farm quickly. When they got home, the dumplings weren't finished yet. So, the three brothers washed their hands and came over to help make dumplings.
Sheng Xi'an was wearing an overcoat, but not a cotton-padded jacket underneath; instead, she wore a white shirt with a green sweater over it.
Zhang Shuzhen glanced at the sweater and thought, "Wait a minute, this isn't the one I knitted for my second son."
"Second brother, where did you get this sweater? It's not the one I knitted."
The sweaters are the same color, but they have a diagonal check pattern and a cable knit.
It's true that Zhang Shuzhen can knit sweaters, but she can only knit plain stitches. The main reason is that she's getting old and her memory isn't what it used to be, so she can't remember so many different patterns.
So Zhang Shuzhen was quite puzzled, what was going on with this sweater?
Sheng Xi'an was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, then her face turned red. "No, isn't this the one you knitted for me?"
Sheng Xi'an looked down and saw that they were all wearing green sweaters.
"Second son, tell Mom honestly, where did this sweater come from?"
As the saying goes, no one knows a child better than their mother. Zhang Shuzhen could tell how many poops her children had just by looking at them. The second son's expression clearly indicated something was amiss.
"Mom, what's going on? Didn't you knit this sweater for the second son?" Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiping quickly came over and looked Sheng Xi'an up and down several times.
Hmm? Something seems off. Why is the second son's face red?
"Second brother, you're having an affair, aren't you? Dating someone? Oh, why are you hiding it? Just tell us openly."
Sheng Xiping's eyes darted around, and he roughly guessed what was going on, so he smiled.
"We've only been dating for a short time," Sheng Xi'an stammered, her face turning even redder.
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