Chapter 159: Such a lustful heart???
Late at night at the Xu family's house.
Uncle Xu, who arrived home earlier, had already gone to bed. The old man also drank some sobering soup and went into the house to rest.
The old lady disdains to join in the fun in the village and enjoys the peace and quiet at home, but she has to serve the old man when he comes back drunk.
It's a rare opportunity for him to do the job of serving others, and now his face is dark and full of resentment.
When he saw Xu Yu carrying the already asleep Sang Zhixia into the house, he became even more furious and threw the handkerchief in his hand on the table.
"Is this reasonable?!"
"So many of the village's grown men were drinking, and a young woman like her was joining in the fun. What kind of fun was that?! It's understandable for the men to get drunk, but she got drunk and became this messed up. Does she even have any respect for womanly etiquette?!"
The old lady's sharp angry voice made Sang Zhixia groan slightly, and she tilted her head on Xu Yu's back, as if trying to avoid him.
The old lady got even angrier when she saw it.
Before she could raise her voice to scold him again, Xu Wenxiu rushed out of the room and said, "You're back just in time. The hangover soup is already cooked and is drying. Xu Yu, quickly send him back to the room so he can drink the soup, otherwise he'll have a headache tomorrow."
Xu Wenxiu also poured hot water into the wooden basin and said, "It's late. Yu'er, take Xia Xia back to the house first. I'll bring you some hot water right away."
"Mom, just leave it there."
Xu Yu tilted his head to the side and whispered a few words to the restlessly sleeping Sang Zhixia, then smiled and said, "Second Aunt and Third Aunt, you can all go back and rest. I'll come get the things right after you leave them."
Turning around, he saw Xu Mingyang, who looked sleepy and forced, rubbing his eyes and peeking out from behind the door frame. He said casually, "Xu Mingyang, you too, hurry up and go to bed."
Everyone was called, except the old lady who knew how to talk back.
Xu Yu turned around and left, carrying Sang Zhixia on his back.
The old lady was so angry that her face turned purple: "Xu Yu! You..."
"old lady."
Second Aunt Xu leaned against the door and said lazily, "The old man has already gone to bed. It would be inappropriate to wake anyone up so late at night."
What's wrong with drinking?
That is the leisurely and elegant sentiment recorded in poetry collections.
Sang Zhixia is so capable at such a young age, so what's wrong with drinking a few glasses of wine?
Aunt Xu was now completely shameless with the old lady. She glanced at the old lady who was shaking with anger and said sarcastically, "If I had such great ability to make so many people come to toast me wholeheartedly, I would also like to drink a few more glasses."
"Mingyang, didn't you hear what your elder brother said? Go inside and go to sleep."
Xu Mingyang rubbed his eyes and retracted his head.
Xu Wenxiu and Aunt Xu San realized that the atmosphere was not right, so they decisively put down what they were holding and went back to their rooms.
The current situation of the Xu family is very clear. No matter how much resentment the old lady has, she is now just a big rooster with its tail feathers plucked out. No matter how much she shakes her body, she can't show off much power. Why should we care?
The old lady, who was completely ignored, was so angry that her face turned ashen, and she dared not shout out the curse even though it was on the tip of her tongue.
She knew how cruel the old man was, and since her second uncle, Xu, whom she could rely on, was not at home, she could do nothing...
The surging anger turned into heart-wrenching hatred. The old lady turned her head with bloodshot eyes to look at the inner room of the main hall and gritted her teeth.
It would be nice if the old man was no longer around...
The crowing of the rooster makes the night a third quieter.
The sun rises and the morning light breaks.
It was not until noon that Sang Zhixia, who had slept for a long time, rubbed her eyes drowsily. She turned around and blinked while hugging the quilt. She was met with Xu Yu's smiling face. She didn't know how long he had been waiting there.
Xu Yu looked at her with a smile: "Are you willing to wake up?"
Sang Zhixia buried her face in the soft quilt, feeling sleepy and humming indistinctly.
Xu Yu reached out and tickled Sang Zhixia's chin like he was teasing a cat, his tone becoming softer, "Does your head hurt?"
Sang Zhixia finally regained some clarity, shook her head, and muttered, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
The sorghum wine they drank yesterday was all sent by Xu Yu to the village chief's family. During the period, he even went back to his own home to move two jars.
Wine extracted purely from grains is a good thing. If you drink too much, the most you'll feel is dizzy, but it won't be too uncomfortable.
Seeing that her face was rosy and she didn't look uncomfortable, Xu Yu reluctantly felt relieved.
Not long after he walked out, he came back in with a bowl. He stretched out his big hand and pulled out Sang Zhixia, who wanted to stay for a while.
The bowl, which was at just the right temperature, was brought to her lips. Sang Zhixia sniffed and wrinkled her nose: "What is this?"
Xu Yu put his arm around her waist and sat her down, unconsciously coaxing her: "This hangover soup was made by mother early in the morning."
"Drink a little to avoid a headache."
Sang Zhixia listlessly tried to find the bowl with her mouth, but was coaxed into drinking most of the bowl by Xu Yu's persuasion and deception, and her eyes gradually became clear again.
She sniffed and rubbed her face with her hands, then exhaled a long breath before saying, "What time is it? Why am I still asleep?"
"Why didn't you call me?"
Xu Yu put the bowl down, picked up the wrung-out handkerchief and wiped her face. He took her hand and sat down on the bedside, saying, "Who said I didn't call you?"
Sang Zhixia narrowed her eyes suspiciously: "Did you call me?"
"Yes."
Sang Zhixia said without thinking: "Impossible."
"How could I not have gotten up if you had called me?"
She was very aware of her drinking tolerance. When she was drunk, the most she would do was sleep, but she would never get drunk. Otherwise, she would not have had the courage to help Xu Yu block the wine yesterday.
Hearing her solemn promise, Xu Yu paused before saying, "Do you really not remember me calling you? I called you at dawn, many times."
Sang Zhixia's instinctive rebuttal got stuck in her throat. Xu Yu's tone became calmer: "Do you know how you reacted when I asked you to get up early?"
Instinct told Sang Zhixia that this topic should probably be ended in time, but when words are spoken before one's mind, one's mouth always speaks faster than anything else.
"What's the reaction?"
Sang Zhixia felt a little annoyed after she finished speaking, and was about to interrupt this possibly unpleasant topic, when Xu Yu showed a look of nostalgia, with a serious look and a bit of inexplicable heaviness in his seriousness.
He said, "You told me to stop arguing, or you'd throw me into the river and make me a bubble fish."
Sang Zhixia suddenly stopped rubbing her face.
Xu Yu lost himself in melancholy. "You even said I was too noisy and planned to hang me from the tallest tree at the entrance of the village."
"Or maybe dig a hole and stuff me under the bed. If that doesn't work, throw me in the cellar and make me a shut-up carrot."
"You even said you wanted to pull my tongue out and gag me."
After he finished his recollection, he sighed deeply, lowered his head and stared at Sang Zhixia's inexplicably flashing eyes, his smile very forced.
"Do you know how you want to gag me?"
Sang Zhixia swallowed her saliva and said numbly, "Sorry, I don't want to know at all."
Xu Yu lowered his head and suppressed his laughter, pretending not to notice Sang Zhixia's red ears, and suddenly leaned over and pecked her on the lips.
“It’s just like that.”
"Zhizhi, do you still want me to shut up now?"
"If you still think I'm noisy, I can actually cooperate with this kind of gagging. You can keep me quiet for as long as you want."
Sang Zhixia's lips trembled slightly after being pecked, and she felt from the bottom of her heart that something was not right.
But he was also very annoyed by Xu Yu's sincere face.
Is it true that her drinking habits are not as good as imagined?
So when she's drunk, she'll bite a man's mouth like this?
At such a young age, how can you be so lustful? ? ?
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