Chapter 43 Chocolate Flavor
His originally clear and bright eyes became hazy and blurred, as if covered by a thin layer of mist, losing their former brilliance.
His whole body was leaning limply on the edge of the table, as if he would slide down at any time.
"Brother, what are you doing? You're drunk! How can rice wine make people drunk?"
Lu Yong stretched out his hand to try to support the staggering Lu Ping'an, while muttering to himself.
Lu Jun: "I don't know either! Wait a minute, if it doesn't work, carry him back."
Lu Yong was not convinced: "Why me? Brother, you gave him the medicine."
Lu Jun held his waist and cried out, "Oh no, I'm old. I moved a table this afternoon and my waist hurts. It hurts so much. I need your sister-in-law to help me massage it tonight."
Lu Yong: ……………
He rolled his eyes and said, "Brother, our Z's are the same size, stop pretending."
Lu Jun laughed awkwardly: "We are brothers, how about this, you carry it first and I will carry it later."
Lu Jun didn't dare to say anything, he was afraid that Lu Ping'an would drink too much and vomit on him. It would stink so badly that his wife would scold him to death. He can't bear to leave his wife, children and warm home.
I can only let my younger brother suffer.
Fortunately, Dad had drunk too much just now, and went back with Mom first, bringing Siyu and Sixia home with them, otherwise he would have to be scolded first.
"Brother, try this, the bayberry wine made by Aunt Liang's family."
Lu Jun took a sip and said, "It smells good."
"It's a pity that I can't drink it."
The two glanced with disdain at Lu Pingan, who was drunk as a mess after a few glasses of sweet rice wine.
He picked up a few more fried peanuts and put them into his mouth, smacking his lips.
The two of them walked around with their bowls in their hands, watching people playing cards over here and playing rock-paper-scissors over there. When they came back, one person's bowl was filled with sweet dishes like sweet and sour carp and sweet and sour pork, while the other person's bowl was filled with pastries like mung bean cakes and honey three-knife cakes.
This is prepared for Lu Ping'an to eat, he likes sweet food.
It was getting dark, and the people at the table were about to go back. They tidied up the tables and chairs in front of them, said hello to each other, and went home in groups of three or four.
On the road, you can hear people chatting with each other, all about the Harvest Festival.
"Mr. Li, the spring rolls you made this time are really good. They are of this standard."
"Hey, your fried pork scraps with garlic strips are delicious this time. I ate a big bowl of porridge."
"Come on, Lao Zhang, you eat so much every day, your praise doesn't count."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Shen Xiaoyue looked in the direction of Lu Ping'an, and frowned when she saw him lying on the table motionless.
Hu Qingqing followed her line of sight and patted his head: "Look at my memory. I forgot to tell you that he came to find you just now. When you went out to talk with Wang Zhiqing, did he find you just now?"
Shen Xiaoyue smiled. If she ignored him now, she might be in a bad mood.
She asked Hu Qingqing to wait for her.
She walked up to the three of them.
Meeting the two brothers Lu Yong from the army for the first time in her life, she subconsciously called out, "Big brother, second brother."
Seeing both of them stunned for a moment, they realized something was wrong.
She pursed her lips and pretended nothing had happened.
The two men knew that the girl was shy, so they didn't dare to joke with her. They just thought she had made a slip of the tongue. Although it wasn't really a slip of the tongue, wasn't it a matter of time? It wasn’t wrong.
The two brothers of the Lu family looked at Lu Ping'an who was still lying on the table, and punched each other: "Well, you guys talk first, his second brother and I will help clean up here first."
The two of them were observing the two of them quietly while pushing each other.
Shen Xiaoyue squatted beside Lu Ping'an and gently pushed him on the shoulder a few times: "Lu Ping'an, wake up."
Lu Ping'an heard the voice he had been thinking about calling him. He raised his head and opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the girl squatting in front of him. He thought he was dreaming and called out "wife" in a familiar voice.
He always shouted like this in his dreams.
He staggered and was about to lean towards Shen Xiaoyue.
Hehe, my sweet daughter-in-law.
Shen Xiaoyue glared at him helplessly, and when she opened her mouth, a sweet taste of rice wine came out, and it was obvious that she was drunk.
When she was with him in her previous life, probably because he had to socialize in the early stages of his business, his alcohol tolerance had improved a lot. If Lu Guoliang hadn't jokingly told her many stories about him getting drunk after just one glass of wine, or getting beaten by his father for doing bad things while drunk, Shen Xiaoyue would not have known that his alcohol tolerance was so poor before.
...but now I know it very clearly.
What kind of person is this? He can get drunk just by drinking rice wine. This is unique.
This location was quite secluded, and in those days the only light was from dim kerosene lamps, so few people were looking over here. Shen Xiaoyue let him lean on her and fed him some water to help him relax and sober up from the alcohol.
Seeing that Shen Xiaoyue hadn't come over for a long time, Hu Qingqing came to look for her, but she saw Lu Pingan clinging to Shen Xiaoyue without any shame.
Hu Qingqing: "...Comrade Lu, what's wrong?"
Shen Xiaoyue held her forehead: "I'm drunk."
Hu Qingqing snickered: "Then you can't leave for a while."
"Yes, I'll see if he has recovered. If not, I'll leave first."
Shen Xiaoyue wanted to talk to him, but she couldn't communicate with a drunkard...
Hearing that his "wife" did not respond to him and was still talking to others, Lu Pingan became annoyed and rubbed his head against Shen Xiaoyue's neck in dissatisfaction.
The furry touch tickled her neck, and Shen Xiaoyue reached out and scratched his chin, whispering to stop him: "Stop it."
As we all know, when someone says "stop making trouble", it is easy to develop a rebellious mentality and usually start making trouble at this time, especially if the person is drunk.
When Lu Pingan heard these two words, he immediately grabbed the finger that was tickling his chin like a puppy, and opened his hazy eyes with difficulty to look carefully at the light: "Chocolate."
It was the chocolate-colored nail polish that Shen Xiaoyue had mixed before. Because the color was beautiful and low-key, she painted it again after the previous color faded.
Shen Xiaoyue nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah, chocolate color."
Hu Qingqing said, "Hey," or I'd better go first."
Seeing that Shen Xiaoyue’s attention was not on him, Lu Ping’an hummed a few times, “Wife…”
Shen Xiaoyue hurriedly pressed her index finger against his soft lips to prevent him from saying anything shocking again.
She nodded at Hu Qingqing and said, "Okay, you go back first. I'll go back when his brother comes back to pick him up."
The moment Hu Qingqing turned around, Shen Xiaoyue felt something wet, soft and warm touching her index finger.
Lu Ping'an licked her finger, his eyes drooping as he stared intently at the slender, white finger.
"It tastes like chocolate. So sweet."
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