Chapter 147: Choking, biting while drunk
"I've finished eating the meat. I'll go to the back hills some other day to see if I can catch some rabbits for the winter."
Luo Yiping lowered his head and ate voraciously. He had only eaten two cakes at noon today and was already extremely hungry. The rice he cooked now didn't look good, but it tasted almost the same.
He ate happily. Zhao Jiayun, who didn't see any meat, felt a little irritated. He didn't sit down to rest, but supported his waist with his hands and paced back and forth, "You're dreaming. You're going to take a look at the back mountain."
"You've been looking in the back mountain for a few days, but I didn't see a single rabbit hair. You're not Jiang Xing..."
Zhao Jiayun was so anxious that he couldn't think straight. He blurted out half of the words before he realized that something was wrong and stopped talking immediately.
Luo Yiping became very gloomy after he was released from prison. Although he gradually got better, Zhao Jiayun would get scared involuntarily whenever he got angry.
Zhao Jiayun knew a little about Luo Yiping, and the person he despised the most now was probably Jiang Xingyan.
He actually talked to Chu Sangning about a partner. Thinking of Luo Yiping's swearing after getting drunk, Zhao Jiayun covered her mouth and tried to sneak away.
Luo Yiping was really angry. He threw the bowl and chopsticks on the ground, and the broken pieces were scattered everywhere. He looked gloomy and asked, "Say it again?"
"Yes, Jiang Xingyan is good. Do you like Jiang Xingyan too?"
At this moment, Luo Yiping was furious as if he saw his wife having an affair. He kicked the dishes at his feet away angrily, walked up to Zhao Jiayun and grabbed her hair.
Zhao Jiayun cried out in pain, and Luo Yiping pushed her to the corner of the wall and grabbed her neck. His eyes were red and full of anger. "What do you say?"
"Jiang Xingyan is a cripple, you know that. How could you still like a cripple?"
These words seemed to be spoken to Zhao Jiayun, but actually they were spoken to Chu Sangning. However, Chu Sangning was not there, and Zhao Jiayun was just a cannon fodder who happened to run into Luo Yiping's anger.
"Cough cough cough——" Zhao Jiayun struggled with his legs and subconsciously protected his stomach. The breathing through his nasal cavity became less and less, forcing Zhao Jiayun to open his mouth wide to breathe.
The feeling of suffocation was so uncomfortable that Zhao Jiayun rolled his eyes, his legs and feet could hardly move, and his body gradually slipped down.
Luo Yiping looked at Zhao Jiayun in his hands and suddenly reacted. He quickly hugged her and put her on the bed, staring at her without blinking.
When Zhao Jiayun woke up, her first reaction when she saw Luo Yiping was to scream and curl up in the bed, covering her stomach.
"Jiayun, I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have hit you."
Luo Yiping was worried that she would scare the baby in her belly, so he quickly stretched out his hand and swore, "I was wrong, I will never do it again."
"Just strangle me to death, then marry someone else." Zhao Jiayun said deliberately with a pale face.
She knew that Luo Yiping had a bad reputation in the village because of his imprisonment. Not to mention divorcing her and marrying another woman, even a matchmaker would not introduce him to her.
If you encourage someone to get married, God will strike you with lightning. If you encourage someone to marry someone who has been in prison, God will strike you down on your ancestors' graves.
"I'm still pregnant with your child, and you treat me like this, Luo Yiping, you have no conscience." Zhao Jiayun started crying as she spoke, covering her face and regretting that she had chosen to get married so early.
Being the richest man or having a good life have nothing to do with Luo Yiping.
Marry a chicken, follow the chicken; marry a dog, follow the dog. These were the exact words of Zhao's mother. Zhao Jiayun felt heartbroken after hearing that. Without support from her own family, the same would happen to her mother-in-law's family.
If she really divorced Luo Yiping, she would have nothing.
Luo Yiping left a look of pain and regret, and Zhao Jiayun had no choice but to trust him again. After the two talked it out, Zhao Jiayun hugged her stomach, covered herself with the quilt, turned over, and turned her back to Luo Yiping, "You go out first, I'll lie down for a while."
Old Mrs. Luo heard the quarrel between the two people in bed, but she couldn't get up. She tossed and turned in bed like a lively fish, trying to jump out of the bed, but unfortunately she failed.
When she learned that her son had pinched Zhao Jiayun, Mrs. Luo panicked. She tilted her head back and asked, "Is everything okay? How's your stomach? Does it hurt?"
"It's nothing. I didn't do anything cruel." Luo Yiping explained.
"It's all right, it's all right."
It was a cold winter and there was no one to be seen on the road at the entrance of Changxing Village, so no one knew what was happening at the Luo family.
Chu Sangning was very happy to know that her father would come over to reunite with her in a while, and she made a fuss with Jiang Xingyan in the middle of the night to have a few drinks.
Jiang Xingyan was helpless, "Sang Ning, that wine has a high alcohol content, girls can't drink it."
"What? I saw my aunt drink it too. My uncle and dad don't let me drink it. Even you don't let me drink it. Hum..."
The girl spoke pitifully, which softened Jiang Xingyan's heart. He said, "Then let's have one. Drinking at night is not good for your health. When you wake up the next day, your head will hurt."
Chu Sangning actually just wanted to taste it. They had all tasted it, but they just wouldn't let him drink it. Now he finally found an excuse to have a taste, and Chu Sangning immediately agreed with a smile.
He stretched out his hand and gestured a little, "This is all I want to taste."
Jiang Xingyan poured a little carefully, and the cup was empty in the blink of an eye. He laughed dumbly, "You have to drink slowly, otherwise the alcohol won't evaporate."
Chu Sangning's eyes sparkled, and he opened his mouth in disgust at the taste of the wine, "It's so spicy."
"Well, eat something to fill your stomach."
Chu Sangning raised her head blankly, her cold white skin was slightly flushed, and she looked at Jiang Xingyan's face and suddenly smiled, "Good, good looking."
Jiang Xingyan's first reaction was that something was wrong. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the little girl's eyes, then called out softly, "Sang Ning?"
"Sang Shenning, why did you call my name?"
Chu Sangning's eyes were slightly drunk, her eyelids drooped, and her misty peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making her look even more charming. She stared at Jiang Xingyan and smiled foolishly.
He fell down involuntarily, propped up his hands and lay on the table, stretched out his finger and hooked it at Jiang Xingyan, his voice was slow, "You, come here——"
Jiang Xingyan pressed his hand between his eyebrows. He didn't expect the girl's alcohol tolerance was so poor. Others would get drunk in one gulp while she would.
She's so cute even when she's drunk, she stared at me eagerly, and when she saw that I didn't go over to her, she got angry and puffed up her face, wanting to break up with me. Jiang Xingyan smiled helplessly and took a step forward.
Seeing Jiang Xingyan sitting next to her obediently, Chu Sangning happily patted her face to admire his face. Suddenly, she pinched him and muttered, "How come you have so many heads?"
"Hold on. Stop."
The next second, Chu Sangning suddenly came closer and bit her favorite spot.