Chapter 311 Drinking

She made this jar wine last year when she was bored.

It's been over a year, it's time.

Open the lid and the rich and refreshing fruity aroma hits you.

Xia Qingqing doesn't drink much. Like most lesbians, she thinks wine is spicy and bitter and not very tasty.

She sniffed and moved closer, somewhat curiously: "What kind of wine is this? It smells delicious!"

Xia Zhizhi scooped out a pot of wine with a wine ladle: "It's plum wine, made with green plums and rock sugar. It's been brewing for more than a year. It's just right that you're here. Let's open it and taste it. This wine is not strong, sour and sweet, very delicious."

Green plum wine has a soft taste and is indeed a very suitable fruit wine for girls. Xia Qingqing also likes it very much.

Xia Zhizhi had already replaced the windows with glass ones. It was freezing cold outside and snowing, but the fireplace in the house was hot enough and warm as spring. The two of them wore thin clothes, sat on the kang, watching the snow and drinking some wine. During the meal, Yang Yingxu even came to heat up some food for them. What a wonderful day it was.

As Xia Qingqing drank, her eyes started to become blurry and her tongue started to become unsteady when she spoke. It was obvious that she was drunk, but she herself didn't know it.

Although green plum wine has a good palatability, it is also made from white wine. Although the alcohol content is slightly lower due to the addition of fruit and sugar, it is impossible to be lower than beer.

If Xia Qingqing drinks one cup and then three, she will definitely get drunk.

Xia Zhizhi did not persuade her, but just watched Xia Qingqing drink, and even took the initiative to fill her cup when it was empty.

Anyway, I don’t have to go to work or school tomorrow, so I might as well drink a little.

Getting drunk once in a while is not a big deal and can help relieve stress.

Of course, you can't drink to the point of vomiting uncontrollably, passing out, and having a splitting headache the next day.

As Xia Qingqing drank, she began to talk nonsense, and then fell asleep on the kang.

By the time Yang Yingxu had packed up his things, it was already completely dark.

Xia Qingqing came here by train and had been stuck in the train for several days. Although she didn't stink, it did smell bad to Xia Zhizhi.

Xia Zhizhi got a bucket of hot water from the room, splashed some bubbles on Xia Qingqing's body, and then threw her in to rinse her.

When you pick it up, you will feel like a beautiful woman with a fragrant smell.

She changed into the loose clothes she had prepared earlier and asked Ah Ju to blow her hair dry. Now, it was not unacceptable for her to sleep on the kang.

Xia Qingqing was indeed not very drunk, and she did not wake up even after Xia Zhizhi tortured her so much.

While Xia Zhizhi was washing Xia Qingqing, Ah Ju had already tidied up the kang.

Here in the Northeast, when visitors come in the winter, they have to sleep on the Kang. For gay people in the South, this is a bit like inviting visitors to bed, a scary and incomprehensible custom.

Think of it this way. The house has just been renovated. There is no bed or furniture. When someone comes, they can just come in and sit cross-legged. At night, they can take out the quilt and sleep on the floor. Wouldn't that be more acceptable?

In fact, Xia Zhizhi didn't particularly like unfamiliar comrades climbing onto her kang, but when in Rome, do as the Romans do. She couldn't let them freeze in such a cold weather.

So every night before going to bed, Ah Ju had to tidy up the kang carefully and cover it with her own soft and fragrant quilt before she would be happy to sleep.

When Xia Zhizhi returned to the room and took care of her personal hygiene, Xia Qingqing had already curled up in the quilt and started snoring.

It's so scary, who would have thought that such a beautiful woman would snore like a pig?

In fact, Xia Qingqing doesn't snore normally. She was very tired after sitting on the train for several days, and she also drank a little bit of wine, so she started snoring.

Let him fight, Xia Zhizhi didn’t care much. She rolled up in another quilt, hugged the pillow that Ah Ju made for her, used her mental power to block out the snoring, and fell asleep.

Xia Qingqing went to bed early and woke up early, waking up before dawn the next day.

She wants to go to the toilet.

Other educated youth would put a urine bucket in the room before going to bed and take it out to empty it during the day, but Xia Zhizhi didn't want to put a urine bucket in the room because she didn't want to get up in the middle of the night. She usually slept alone, so if she really woke up and wanted to go to the toilet, she could just go into the toilet. It was no big deal.

Xia Qingqing went outside to the toilet in a daze, wearing her big coat.

At this temperature, if you go outside for a walk, you will feel refreshed immediately when you come back.

She quickly climbed onto the kang and covered herself with it, then touched her loose and comfortable clothes, and looked at the half-dried clothes hanging on the fire wall that Xia Zhizhi had washed in the washing machine in the living room.

Looking at Xia Zhizhi, whose face was puffy as she slept, I felt warm in my heart.

This sister is more caring and lovely than she imagined.

Xia Qingqing rolled up the quilt and walked over to Xia Zhizhi. She got closer and looked at Xia Zhizhi carefully. The more she looked, the more she liked her. Her heart softened and bubbled like a rotten mud pond.

If the parents are qualified and can give the older children enough sense of security, and as long as the older children are not born with any psychological problems, most of them will take the initiative to take care of the younger children.

Because it's not just the children of the parents.

They are also their brothers and sisters.

They are brothers whose blood is thicker than water, not enemies who fight to the death for a piece of land.

It is an instinct to like brothers and sisters. The narcissistic gene predestines everyone to appreciate brothers and sisters who share the same blood.

Xia Qingqing looked at Xia Zhizhi and thought she was so cute. She couldn't help but put her arms around her and put her face close to hers.

People with high mental strength have a strong sixth sense. How could Xia Zhizhi sleep when Xia Qingqing stared at her like that?

She yawned, opened her eyes, and said vaguely, "Wake up, sister."

Xia Qingqing held her tightly in her arms, hummed in a depressed tone, and said with emotion: "Zhizhi, you are so kind, and you will take the initiative to take care of your sister. You don't have to help your sister wash clothes in the future. It's so cold, be careful not to freeze your hands. Sister is older than you, so I should help you wash clothes."

Xia Zhizhi closed her eyes again and started talking nonsense: "I can't help it. You were drunk and crazy yesterday. You kept rolling on the ground and vomited all over. I had to help you clean up. Otherwise, how would I sleep at night?"

Xia Qingqing was stunned for a moment and asked in disbelief: "I, I was like that yesterday?"

Xia Zhizhi took advantage of the fact that she slept soundly yesterday and started making up rumors: "No, you said you were a little earth dragon, you stuck your head on the ground, and you said you wanted to show me how to drill through a seam in the ground."

Xia Qingqing touched her head with a look of horror. Her hair was fluffy and smooth, with a pleasant orchid scent. She could tell it had been washed the moment she touched it. She smelled her body, which also smelled nice.

I use the shampoo and shower gel made by Aju. It is clean and fragrant, and very comfortable.

Xia Qingqing didn't suspect Xia Zhizhi of deceiving her. After all, there was no point in lying about such a thing, and it would not do any good.

Her eldest sister had a heavy burden on her shoulders. Thinking about how she had gone crazy while drunk in front of her younger sister whom she met for the first time yesterday, Xia Qingqing's expression gradually collapsed, and she even felt like giving up on herself.

She was such a failure as an older sister. Not only could she not be a role model for her younger sister, but she also embarrassed herself so much right away...

This was so serious that I would bite the corner of the quilt and cry secretly every time I thought about it.