Drunk

The interview was over, but the commune did not return to its former tranquility. The sun was still high above the mountain, and everyone was crowded together, nervously waiting for the final result.

Fortunately, the list was posted on the bulletin board at the door not long after. As soon as the staff who posted the list left, people nearby quickly gathered around, and people stood on tiptoe to look inside.

When they saw that their names were not on the list, they still read it again from beginning to end, until they finally accepted that they were really not accepted, and then they withdrew from the crowd with their heads down.

As for those who were successfully accepted, some were not surprised by the insults, while others cried with joy. Everyone's emotions were different.

The Liang family sent Liang Junqiang, a tall and strong man, to investigate the news. With his great strength, he quickly rushed into the crowd and squeezed to the front. He squinted his eyes and looked at the information written on the black and white paper. He read each line of words carefully three times. After confirming it, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He took a deep breath and ran across the crowd again to the direction of his family.

"How is it?" Ma Xiuzhi was the first to come forward and asked anxiously. Behind her were pairs of expectant eyes.

Liang Junqiang felt pressured, but he had to say it. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I didn't see my eldest brother's name. All the educated youth were elected. Only Zhou Lilan, the village secretary's family, was elected."

Hearing this, the atmosphere became heavy. Everyone's expression was not very good. Instead, Liang Shuqiang, the person involved, smiled and comforted everyone. "The educated youth are all people who have seen the world and read a lot of books. I am convinced that I lost to them. If there is a chance next time, I will try again. If not, I will continue to work. We can always live a good life together as a family."

Seeing that Liang Shuqiang didn't take it to heart, although the others felt it was a pity, they also felt that he was right, so they nodded in agreement. Besides, this trip was not completely fruitless. Their Qingqing was selected to work in the provincial capital's radio and television bureau! No

one can surpass this limelight.

"Let's go home and make something delicious." Ma Xiuzhi waved her hand, hiding the complicated emotions in her heart, and led a group of people towards the village.

As soon as they got home, the uncle's family came to congratulate them. The aunt held a piece of bacon and held Liang Qingqing's hand and praised her for a long time. Her face was full of joy, and she was really happy for her.

Not only that, relatives, neighbors living nearby, and villagers who were on good terms with Liang Qingqing came to the door with gifts after hearing the news. They all wanted to join in the excitement, share in the joy, and show their faces. If Liang Qingqing became rich in the future, they could also benefit from it, right? In short, making friends with a promising family has only advantages, not disadvantages.

For a while, the Liang family was crowded inside and outside, and Liang Qingqing followed Ma Xiuzhi and smiled so hard that her face was almost stiff.

Fortunately, everyone had good sense. When they saw it was getting dark, they left one after another and did not stay long. As the night gradually fell, the Liang family returned to peace, but the kitchen became lively again. Ma Xiuzhi was in charge of cooking, Liang Junqiang was watching the fire, and Wang Xiaomei was selecting vegetables...

After entertaining guests for so long, no one felt tired at all. Everyone had a smile on their face, and they were full of energy when they divided the work and cooperated. They just felt that their future life had unprecedented expectations

. Liang Xueyong sat in the backyard chopping wood, and Fan Yanxing and Liang Shuqiang, who were helping, flattered Liang Qingqing and praised his daughter endlessly, wishing they could talk for three days and three nights. But the other two people listened with relish.

Especially Fan Yanxing, Liang Xueyong said something and he echoed it.

Liang Qingqing leaned against the door frame and watched this scene. The corners of her mouth twitched, and then she stretched out her hand and continued to rub her face. It was really too much to keep the same expression for a long time. She stopped listening to the three people's flattery and went back to the kitchen to help.

The dinner was particularly rich. Ma Xiuzhi fried three dishes of pickled mustard greens, bacon and lettuce, tomato and egg, and pickled fish. It was no different during the Chinese New Year. In addition, there were two stir-fried vegetarian dishes, and a bright red watermelon was cut on the chopping board.

It was no different during the Chinese New Year.

Liang Xueyong was in a better mood than ever before. He glanced at Ma Xiuzhi, coughed lightly, and courageously asked Liang Junqiang to take out the wine he had hidden. Liang Junqiang subconsciously went to see his mother's reaction first, and seeing that she seemed not to have heard him, he got up and went to get it.

Most of the wine in the countryside is brewed from grain, and it smells fragrant. Liang Qingqing sniffed. In her previous life, she drank mostly high-end red wine and beer, and rarely drank white wine, let alone this cheap self-brewed wine. At this moment, she was inevitably curious and greedy, but she knew that she was not good at drinking, so she only suggested taking a small sip.

Liang Qingqing had drunk wine before, and today was a good day. Liang Xueyong and Ma Xiuzhi did not restrain her, and smiled and poured a little wine into her bowl, a shallow layer.

"Drink slowly, this wine is a bit strong." Fan Yanxing was sitting next to her, and saw this and reminded her softly.

Liang Xueyong was filling the glasses for his two sons. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Fan Zhiqing is right. Qingqing, you don't have much tolerance for alcohol. If you drink too fast, your throat will get sore." Hearing

this, Liang Qingqing was a little hesitant, but the wine had already been poured, and it would be a pity not to drink it. After hesitating for two seconds, she still picked up the bowl and put it to her lips. As soon as she got close, she smelled a strong aroma of white wine.

Liang Qingqing opened her mouth and took a small sip carefully. Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she still coughed a few times. Her little face wrinkled into a ball, and she put the bowl down in disgust, saying that she didn't want to drink anymore.

"Drink some water." Fan Yanxing quickly handed over the cup in his hand, frowned distressedly, and subconsciously rubbed her back, hoping to make her feel better and recover sooner.

Liang Qingqing took the cup and drank most of it before she felt the burning pain in her throat slowly dissipate. She looked at Fan Yanxing gratefully, "Thank you."

"Why are you being polite to me?"

Liang Qingqing returned the cup to him, and when she raised her head, she met six pairs of eyes of different sizes. Only then did she realize that her actions with Fan Yanxing just now were too natural and too ambiguous. Even the cup she drank water from was the one Fan Yanxing had drunk from!

"Eat? I'm fine, don't worry." Liang Qingqing's heart was beating like a drum. She pretended to be calm and picked up the chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish meat and put it into her mouth. The more she was at a time like this, the more she had to be open and honest, otherwise it would arouse more suspicion.

In addition, Liang Qingqing also had her own selfish motives. It would be better to reveal some flaws first, so as not to give them a blow when the relationship was made public.

"It's good that you're fine. Don't learn to drink like your father in the future." Ma Xiuzhi was sharp and noticed something was wrong. So while she was talking, she secretly looked at the two of them suspiciously, and an outrageous idea slowly took shape in her mind.

Could it be that these two people...

Thinking of this, Ma Xiuzhi shuddered. Her first reaction was that it was impossible. After all, Liang Qingqing didn't like Fan Zhiqing at first. Although she couldn't say that she hated him, she definitely didn't like him either.

But then she thought that they were both young people with good looks. During this period of time, they had countless intersections due to various coincidences. The time they spent together became more and more unconsciously. It was not impossible that they were young and energetic and had amorous feelings for each other.

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. However, there was no evidence, and Qingqing had never told her about this. Ma Xiuzhi just put it aside. Perhaps she was overthinking.

"Okay." Liang Qingqing nodded, and concentrated on eating the delicious food on the table.

The men drank and chatted. Ma Xiuzhi and Wang Xiaomei could drink more than Liang Qingqing. Seeing that they could drink a lot, they couldn't help but drink a glass. In the end, there was not enough wine to drink, so Fan Yanxing went to get a bottle of wine so that everyone could drink to their heart's content.

Just looking at the packaging, it was not cheap. There were dense English words on it, and it turned out to be foreign wine.

As they drank, Liang Shuqiang fell down first. He lay on the table and talked nonsense in a daze. It was unclear what he was saying. Wang Xiaomei helped him back to the room, boiled some water to wipe him, and then came back to continue eating.

It was getting darker and darker, and more and more people fell down. Seeing that they had almost finished drinking and eating, Ma Xiuzhi decided to end the drinking party and helped Liang Xueyong to wash up first.

I don't know if it was because he took this opportunity to vent the depression that had been suppressed in his heart. Liang Junqiang drank one cup after another. In the end, he was unconscious and cried while holding Fan Yanxing.

Liang Qingqing looked at Liang Junqiang like this and felt a little uncomfortable. The second brother has always been loyal and righteous. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings for Huang Shumin in the past few months of marriage. After the divorce, he must be very uncomfortable in his heart. He just hid all his emotions in order not to worry his family.

She sighed and exchanged a glance with Fan Yanxing, "Are you okay? Did you drink too much?"

"A little, but I'm fine." Although she said so, he looked like nothing had happened, without any sign of being drunk.

Liang Qingqing did not doubt him, and stood up to hold Liang Junqiang's arm, "Do you need help? My second brother is a bit heavy."

Fan Yanxing raised his eyebrows, and his face seemed to accuse her of doubting his ability. Liang Qingqing rolled her eyes speechlessly, and simply let go, curled her lips and said unhappily: "I know you are capable and strong, so just help him back."

The man only knows how to show off with this mouth. If he drops her second brother, let's see how she will teach him a lesson!

But the reality is that Fan Yanxing supported Liang Junqiang, who was about to fall asleep, but he still walked steadily, step by step, fast and steady, and slapped Liang Qingqing invisibly.

"..."

Liang Qingqing coughed lightly, watched the two leave the kitchen, and then began to clean up the mess on the table. Everyone else was drunk or had to take care of drunkards, so they had no time to spare. Only Fan Yanxing settled Liang Junqiang and came to help her. Halfway through,

Ma Xiuzhi came over to take a look, and seeing that they had almost cleaned up, she reminded them to go to bed early and went back to the room.

She was a little dizzy from the aftereffects of the wine, and now she just wanted to lie down, and she really didn't have the energy to take care of other things.

Liang Qingqing and Fan Yanxing cleaned the table and stove, and put the washed dishes into the cupboard. It was probably past ten o'clock in the evening. The Liang family was silent, and Liang Xueyong's snoring could be heard faintly.

"I'll go take a shower first."

The light flickered under the candlelight, and the dim light shone on the two of them, creating a charming atmosphere.