After what happened last night, Zheng Baozhu felt that she had lost all face.
In the morning, I just pretended I couldn't wake up.
Song Zhiting brought back breakfast after running, and Captain Zhao kept praising Song Zhiting for loving his wife.
In order to prevent what happened yesterday from happening again, Zheng Baozhu said to Captain Zhao with a red face: "Captain, go back and comfort your sister-in-law, and don't be angry anymore."
"If your sister-in-law had a good temper like you, I would be very lucky. You two young couples have a good relationship."
Suddenly, the courtyard door was pushed open, and a fat middle-aged woman came in aggressively, pointing at Captain Zhao and said, "Well, I was worried that you didn't have food, but you ate at someone else's house. Are you saying bad things about me?"
Captain Zhao quickly waved his hands: "Xiujuan, that's not the case!"
In order to reconcile the two, Zheng Baozhu asked Captain Zhao not to stay at home tonight and said, "Sister-in-law, Captain Zhao has been praising you just now."
Fan Xiujuan asked: "What did he praise me for?"
"Captain Zhao said that my sister-in-law is hardworking, capable, virtuous, and straightforward."
"He can say such brilliant things, the sun can't even rise from the west."
Zheng Baozhu winked at Song Zhiting: "Did Captain Zhao just say this?"
Song Zhiting nodded in agreement: "Sister-in-law, that's what the leader said."
Fan Xiujuan looked at her husband in confusion: "Did you really say that?"
Captain Zhao nodded quickly: "I have been studying with Zhiting for some time, and I can also understand a few words."
Fan Xiujuan didn't care about it anymore and said to Zheng Baozhu, "Please ask Captain Song and his sister-in-law to take Lao Zhao in. You and your family of three can come to my house for dinner tonight."
As long as Captain Zhao can go back, everything is fine, Zheng Baozhu readily agreed.
…
In the evening, Zheng Baozhu came to Captain Zhao's house early with chicken feet and roasted chicken.
Fan Xiujuan came up to her warmly: "Come if you want to, why bring anything with you? We have vegetables at home."
Zheng Baozhu put the things in her hand on the table: "Let sister-in-law taste the chicken feet I made."
Fan Xiujuan took out a hot and sour chicken foot and said, "Lao Zhao brought me a chicken foot once, and after I tasted it, I couldn't forget the taste.
I tried making it myself once, but it wasn’t as good as yours. Now I can finally enjoy it to my heart’s content!”
"If you like it, I'll teach you how to make it."
"That's a good feeling!"
…
Fan Xiujuan has two children who are in high school. They only come home once a week, so usually it’s just the couple at home.
The meal was ready, Song Zhiting and Captain Zhao came back. Zheng Baozhu didn't see Song Sicheng coming, so she asked Song Zhiting.
Song Zhiting said that Song Sicheng was invited by Qiu Xiaoqiang to eat wontons at his home.
Fan Xiujuan took out two bottles of wine: "Since we are all adults, let's drink some wine today."
Zheng Baozhu thought it was for the two men to drink, but she didn't expect that Fan Xiujuan also placed a wine bowl in front of her.
"Sister-in-law, I don't drink."
Fan Xiujuan filled her glass with wine: "It's cold, it's okay to drink a little, just think of it as warming up your body."
“But this is too much.”
"If you can't finish it, there's Captain Song. Give him the rest."
Fan Xiujuan was a straightforward person. Not only could she drink, she also played finger-guessing with Captain Zhao. The loser not only had to drink, but also had to fulfill the other party's request.
Captain Zhao lost and had to perform a show. He imitated the croaking of a frog, which made everyone laugh.
Fan Xiujuan lost, and Captain Zhao asked her to imitate the sound of a donkey, and Fan Xiujuan did so.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was very lively.
Fan Xiujuan picked up the wine bowl and said to Zheng Baozhu, "Sister-in-law, let's draw one too."
Zheng Baozhu waved her hand: "Sister-in-law, I can't."
"You drink, and Captain Song will play finger-guessing games."
Song Zhiting played drinking game with Fan Xiujuan, but he lost.
Zheng Baozhu drank the wine, and Fan Xiujuan asked him to kiss her.
Song Zhiting looked at Zheng Baozhu and did not take any immediate action.
Fan Xiujuan urged, "Captain Song, hurry up, you are still shy even though you are married."
Zheng Baozhu was frightened by Song Zhiting's stare and was about to get up and leave, but Song Zhiting grabbed her hand, held it down, and quickly kissed her on the cheek.
Fan Xiujuan laughed: "That's right!"
In the next few finger-guessing games, Song Zhiting lost every time, and Zheng Baozhu was drunk after drinking two bowls of wine. The rest were replaced by Song Zhiting.
Every time, Fan Xiujuan either asked Song Zhiting to kiss Zheng Baozhu or asked him to hug Zheng Baozhu.
The drunk Zheng Baozhu was not as resistant as she was at the beginning, and cooperated with Song Zhiting to complete his request.
After eating and drinking, Song Zhiting helped Zheng Baozhu go home.
When we went back, there was a light rain in the air.
Song Sicheng had finished his homework and was taking a rest.
Song Zhiting brought everything in the yard into the house.
The drunk Zheng Baozhu didn't want to move at all. She lay on the bed without taking off her clothes, hugged the pillow, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"Take off your cotton clothes. It's uncomfortable to sleep like this."
Baozhu didn't even open her eyes and muttered, "No."
Song Zhiting wanted to help her take off her clothes, but Zheng Baozhu opened his mouth and said, "Don't bother me."
Song Zhiting poured water and washed her face and feet. This time Zheng Baozhu cooperated.
Suddenly, thunder sounded outside, and Zheng Baozhu, who was lying on the bed, shivered and curled up into a ball.
Song Zhiting looked at Zheng Baozhu who was shivering, and came over to pat her on the back to comfort her: "It's just thunder, don't be afraid."
Zheng Baozhu was afraid of thunder since she was a child, and her mother would accompany her every time there was a thunderstorm.
Now alone in a different time and space, with both her biological parents gone, Zheng Baozhu couldn't help feeling sad, calling out for her dad and mom.
Looking at the lonely and helpless Zheng Baozhu, Song Zhiting was filled with heartache and went over to hold her in his arms.
"I'll accompany you to visit mom and dad during the New Year."
Zheng Baozhu sobbed softly: "They...are not here..."
Song Zhiting stroked Zheng Baozhu's cheek and said softly, "I'm here. I'll be by your side from now on, okay?"
Zheng Baozhu murmured: "No... You have loved someone else... I don't want you to protect me."
"I have never loved anyone else."
Zheng Baozhu sat up with great effort, her eyes still drunk, and pointed her finger at Song Zhiting's nose: "You are lying... You are a scumbag... You already have a son, and you still say you have never loved anyone else."
Song Zhiting held her face and said seriously: "I really have never loved anyone else. You are the first girl I fell in love with."
Zheng Baozhu chuckled and said, "They say that men will only be content if they are hung on the wall. You are not good enough and you still want to chase girls. Aren't you afraid that Sicheng's mother will crawl out from underground to settle the score with you?"
Song Zhiting's face darkened: "Who told you that I can't do it?"
"Zheng Baoyi, why else would she regret the engagement?"
Song Zhiting narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "How can others' words count? I will tell you in person whether I can do it or not!"
As he spoke, Song Zhiting lowered his head and kissed Zheng Baozhu's lips.
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