Chapter 51 That’s Not Sang Zhixia’s Sang
Sang Zhixia grabbed the hairband and quickly tied up her wet hair, put on her clothes and walked out, and bumped into Xu Yu's slightly flushed face.
His eyes are scattered!
She said in disbelief: "Why are you drunk?"
Xu Wenxiu explained the whole thing with a mixture of laughter and tears: "It's my fault, actually. I put the fermented rice in the kettle and forgot to tell him. Drinking two bowls in a row would ruin everything, wouldn't it?"
"Xia Xia, this..."
"Zhizhi..."
"Um?"
Sang Zhixia was a little confused by the sudden call, and before she could react, her hand was grabbed.
Xu Yu seemed to be unable to see clearly. He shook his head vigorously, his eyes glued to her face. His voice also sounded sticky and muddy: "Zhizhi..."
"I don't drink."
"I don't drink."
Sang Zhixia's head widened, she sighed and raised her finger in front of his eyes.
"Xu Yu, what time is this?"
Xu Yu's eyes were firm and his face was serious: "Five."
Sang Zhixia looked at the three fingers she held up and said helplessly, "If you insist on saying five, that's fine."
After all, you can't preach to a drunk person.
"Can you still walk on your own?"
"I can."
Xu Yu pushed away Xu Wenxiu's supporting hand and pretended to move forward. Sang Zhixia was so frightened that she subconsciously reached out to help him, but Xu Yu said, "You can walk straight."
"I can walk."
He kept muttering "straight line" and walked steadily.
Sang Zhixia felt relieved when she saw this.
Although his eyesight is not very good, he may be able to recognize people, answer questions and walk on his own, so I think it should not be a big problem.
But Xu Wenxiu's face was full of embarrassment.
She said worriedly, "Xia Xia, Yu'er is drunk and talks a lot, and he's also very stubborn. If he gets upset later, please be patient. If it really doesn't work, call me and I'll help you take care of him."
Sang Zhixia couldn't tell that Xu Yu was drunk, so she smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, mother-in-law, I will take good care of him."
Xu Wenxiu was still worried, but Xu Jinxi in the east room couldn't find her mother for a long time and started to whimper and make a fuss in her sleep.
Sang Zhixia quickly said, "Grandma, go and rest first. If you can't, I'll call someone."
Xu Wenxiu returned to the east room, looking back every few steps, and Sang Zhixia sighed and returned to the west shed.
She was curious about what Xu Yu looked like when he was drunk, but she didn't expect that day to come so soon...
She had just taken a few steps back when she saw Xu Yu, who had stood against the wall at some point.
Xu Yu looked at her with an innocent expression, his eyes misty with alcohol. "Zhizhi."
"The door won't open."
He saw many doors, but he couldn't open any of them.
Sang Zhixia looked at his big hands pushing against the wall with all his strength, his face twitching as he said subtly, "If you can push it, you've really seen a ghost."
"Get out of the way."
She pushed open the half-closed wooden door and waved back, "Come in quickly, don't make a fool of yourself outside."
Xu Yu drooped his head and began to sway, then he raised his foot and tripped on the threshold with incredible precision.
Sang Zhixia turned around and saw him falling straight down, and hurriedly ran over to grab him: "Ouch, you better be careful!"
She wanted to hold onto Xu Yu to stand up straight, but she ignored the huge difference in their body sizes.
The drunk Xu Yu was sinking like a stone. She gritted her teeth and pulled for a long time but couldn't hold him up. She was even pressed down by him and was about to fall to the ground.
Sang Zhixia panicked: "Xu Yu, try harder!"
"Stand still!"
If he pressed her down to the ground, she would have no chance of saving her waist!
Xu Yu's mind was in a daze and he couldn't hear what she was saying. He followed the familiar smell and stuck to Sang Zhixia's body. Even though his steps were staggering and the two of them were standing at an angle, he still nudged his head into her shoulder as if looking for something.
He clasped his arms around Sang Zhixia's waist, arched his head and muttered, "It's too thin."
"Eat some fatter."
Sang Zhixia struggled to pry his hands away from his waist, which were hindering his steps: "Let go first, I..."
"No."
Xu Yu, with a rebellious attitude, increased his grip, buried his face in his shoulder and said sullenly, "I won't."
After repeated attempts without success, Sang Zhixia had countless black lines on the corners of her forehead.
This guy is too strong.
There's no use pulling or pinching, nothing is of any use!
She was completely exhausted and didn't want to argue with the drunkard, so she let Xu Yu hang onto her and sighed, "How are we going to get through if you don't let go? Are we just going to stand here like this?"
Xu Yu finally raised his head to take a look, then suddenly lifted Sang Zhixia up with force.
The next place I stepped on was the instep of his foot.
Sang Zhixia felt a different sensation on the soles of her feet, and her scalp tingled as she said, "Xu Yu, you..."
"Just go like this."
Xu Yu pinched her waist to prevent her from struggling. She lifted her foot and took a steady first step.
But Sang Zhixia was still very nervous.
How can a person this old walk like a conjoined twin?
She subconsciously grabbed Xu Yu's collar: "Listen to me, you will fall like this, you..."
"Oh my god!"
Without any warning, the world was spinning before his eyes. Sang Zhixia had no time to react before her body began to fall straight down.
What's worse is that she fell to the ground!
Just when she thought she was going to have an intimate back-to-back throw with Dadi, her vision flickered again. The chest of the person under her shook, and there was a vague groan.
Xu Yu was at the bottom.
Perhaps because she was really hurt from the fall, the hands wrapped around her waist finally loosened a little, and Sang Zhixia quickly got up.
She tried her best to ignore the burning sensation in her ears and said unhappily, "I finally understand why I can't let you drink. Why are you so worrying?"
She tried to pull Xu Yu, who had his eyes closed, but he grabbed her wrist.
He seemed even more drunk.
A pair of beautiful and sharp phoenix eyes were filled with misty ripples.
He stared at Sang Zhixia, blinked, and whispered, "Zhizhi."
"Um?"
"Zhizhi."
"Why."
"Zhizhi..."
"Xu Yu, have you never been beaten?"
Sang Zhixia couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed the soft flesh on his waist and twisted it violently, looking at the man with a head as big as a bucket who seemed to be unaware of the pain.
Xu Yu is essentially a parrot, right?
Now he only knows two words: "the wheel turns"!
It was a name that was called every day, but when it was called out by the thin lips stained with alcohol, it seemed to bring out an intoxicating lingering feeling. Each word was like little needles, piercing Sang Zhixia's numb heart everywhere.
Her whole body was numb.
Sang Zhixia realized that it was impossible for her to help the man up, so she gave up saving the drunk and moved the wooden boards for sleeping on the floor.
Let’s lay it out first.
Xu Yu made and cleared the mat on the floor himself every day, and his few personal belongings were also placed on the wooden boards.
Although the two have lived in the same house for a long time, they have a strong sense of propriety and will not touch each other's things.
Sang Zhixia endured the strange feeling in the air, and took all his clothes away. When she looked down, she saw a pink handkerchief on the ground.
Such a delicate color that is not resistant to dirt, appears in Xu Yu's unchanging black clothes like a delicate flower carefully hidden, so clean and beautiful that it cannot be ignored.
Sang Zhixia pursed her lips in an ambiguous manner and bent down, but just as her hand touched the handkerchief, she saw Xu Yu get up from the ground, staring at her hand and saying hoarsely, "Mine."
She ignored Xu Yu, who looked nervous and wanted to snatch it away. She picked up the handkerchief with her fingertips curled slightly, feeling the smoothness of the handkerchief and said, "Fine brocade is rare in a place like this."
Good things like this often come from the imperial capital, Kyoto.
Xu Yu was so drunk that he was unconscious, but he still remembered what belonged to him.
He held his head with his hands and stubbornly uttered two words: "Mine."
Sang Zhixia sneered silently and handed the handkerchief to him. When he took it, he saw a word embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief.
mulberry.
But that is not the mulberry tree of Sangzhixia.
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