Three Hundred and Thirty-Two, You Cry Yours, I Sleep Mine

The home-brewed fruit wine from Daliang Mountain had great stamina, and Chen Hansheng drank a lot more. As expected, he got drunk, talked loudly, and staggered when he walked. Fortunately, Wang Zibo, who had not drank, could carry him back on his back.

When he came out of the uncle's house, the groom specially sent him out and bowed to express his gratitude: "Thank you, brother, for coming to my house to drink tonight."

"No, I won't drink anymore."

Chen Hansheng waved his hands indiscriminately: "This wine is too damn intoxicating. If you have a chance to get out of this mountain another day, I will treat you to a drink again."

"Abba, don't let me out."

The young groom was a little sad. He knew that Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo were from outside, and there was longing in their eyes.

Chen Hansheng smiled and said nothing. Wang Zibo glanced at his friend. Chen Hansheng could undoubtedly help the groom. He was fully capable of this.

At this time, if Chen Hansheng waved his hand and said: "My name is Chen Hansheng. I will build Ye College of Finance and Economics after the Spring Festival. I can show you this prosperous world."

After saying that, he threw down a business card. It was full of pretentiousness and a perfect plot for a TV series.

However, Chen Hansheng just patted Wang Zibo on the head: "Why don't you leave? You have to drive!"

"Leaving now?"

Wang Zibo was a little unsure. With such a good opportunity, it would be a pity not to show off.

"You want to stay the night? Let me drive you!"

Chen Hansheng shouted, smelling of alcohol.

Wang Zibo then walked away, thinking that Xiao Chen's thoughts were always so elusive. I thought he was very optimistic about the groom, and even went up to help block the wine, but he patted his butt and left without any regrets.

Shen Youchu followed beside him, wiping the sweat from Chen Hansheng's forehead with a towel from time to time. This home-made fruit wine was added with some tonics from the mountains. Chen Hansheng was in good health, but he sweated out from drinking it in the subzero weather.

Little Aning and her dog were jumping behind her.

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After returning home, Wang Zibo saw his mother-in-law sitting on the wooden bench in the yard as before, holding a cane in her hand. The handle of the cane had been rubbed smooth and shiny.

The big cat lay obediently at his feet.

My mother-in-law didn't go to the wedding, and she didn't do anything when she saw Chen Hansheng was drunk. She just looked at him slowly, and then turned to look at the sky in the distance. Those layers of clouds seemed to hide the memories of the years.

She seems to be like a hidden master, rarely showing her emotions. The happiest time is probably when she sees Shen Youchu return home safely from college.

"Does your mother-in-law know those martial arts secrets?"

Wang Zibo muttered in his heart.

"Mother-in-law."

Little Aning fell on her mother-in-law's lap obediently.

The mother-in-law gently stroked Aning's small back.

"Put me down."

At this time, Chen Hansheng, who was moaning and about to vomit along the way, suddenly patted Wang Zibo on the back.

Wang Zibo asked: "Aren't you going to rest? Shen Youchu has given you some water to wash your face."

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "I brought a gift to my mother-in-law."

"What gift, supplements?"

Wang Zibo asked: "I didn't even see you buying it."

"no."

Chen Hansheng was a little unsteady after landing. Wang Zibo supported him and walked towards his mother-in-law step by step.

Shen Youchu came over with a basin of water. She was a little confused about what Chen Hansheng was going to do. An Ning also raised her face and blinked her big eyes.

"Po, grandma, you didn't go to the wedding today, but I didn't forget it."

Chen Hansheng first touched the right pocket of his leather jacket, but didn't seem to find it. Then he touched the left pocket of his leather jacket, but still couldn't find it.

Finally, Chen Hansheng burst out laughing: "Found it!"

He took out a red wedding candy from his jeans pocket. Wang Zibo finally took a closer look and said, "I thought it was some kind of elixir. It whirred like an anti-aircraft gun hitting mosquitoes."

The quality of this kind of fruit wedding candy is average. Nowadays, those who get married in Hong Kong City and have a slightly higher grade use Golden Monkey.

"It's not a magic bullet."

Chen Hansheng said drunkenly: "But, have you thought about it?"

"It's just wedding candies. If my mother-in-law likes them, I can run back and get dozens of them right now."

Wang Zibo retorted.

"Tch, that's just because I didn't expect it."

Chen Hansheng tore off the paper with his inflexible fingers. The wedding candy had been pressed for too long and had broken into two pieces.

"Eat, eat a candy, feel happy."

Chen Hansheng breathed in the strong smell of alcohol and held up half a wedding candy to his mother-in-law's mouth.

The mother-in-law never expected that Chen Hansheng would actually think of bringing him wedding candy. The wrinkles on her face were squeezed together, and her heavy eyelids were drooped on her face. She stared at the filial piety and sincerity on Chen Hansheng's face, opened her mouth and took half of the wedding candy. Eat it.

Little Aning couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She had obviously eaten a lot just now, but she felt that this one was special.

"Mother-in-law, is it sweet?"

Chen Hansheng squatted on the ground and asked with his face raised.

The mother-in-law, who seldom spoke, nodded: "Sweet."

After hearing this, little Aning burst out laughing and said, "Mother-in-law loves sweets."

Shen Youchu also smiled, gentle and charming.

Wang Zibo was angry at first, but then he laughed out of nowhere.

My mother-in-law also laughed at the end, filled with a special emotion.

"Mother-in-law, there is something else I want to tell you."

Chen Hansheng tried to stand up from the ground, and Shen Youchu came over to help her. Chen Hansheng looked at the girl next to him and said softly after a while: "She raised her head in school, did you know?"

The mother-in-law was stunned for a moment and looked at Chen Hansheng and Shen Youchu silently.

Wang Zibo didn't understand what this meant, and Xiao Aning suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit solemn.

Chen Hansheng blushed and was a little excited: "Aren't you worried that she is too beautiful, so you keep Shen Youchu's head down? It's no longer necessary now. Shen Youchu can raise his head at will. No one dares to act hooligan in front of her, even whistle None of them.”

"all of these."

Chen Hansheng patted his chest: "I've done it. She will no longer be looked down upon by others, and she won't have to feel so inferior. The rest of her life will... vomit, vomit, vomit."

Before he finished his sentence, Chen Hansheng suddenly vomited. Drinking such a powerful drink is not suitable for mood swings.

Chen Hansheng vomited a lot. He vomited all his lunch and a lot of stomach water. Shen Youchu was beside him to help him breathe and wipe his mouth. His peach blossom eyes were filled with distress and reproach.

After Chen Hansheng finished vomiting, his body began to feel comfortable, but his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"No, stop talking, I want to take a nap."

Chen Hansheng gasped and found a bed, and Shen Youchu helped him to his room. She had to take care of herself to feel at ease.

Fortunately, Shen Youchu usually sleeps with little Aning, and this bed is big enough.

While helping Chen Hansheng take off his shoes, Aning suddenly ran in in a panic, with a cry in his voice: "Sister, my mother-in-law is crying."

When Shen Youchu heard this, he quickly covered Chen Hansheng with the quilt and hurried to the yard.

The mother-in-law really cried. When she saw Shen Youchu, she cried even more sadly.

"Mother-in-law, why are you crying for Sazi?"

Shen Youchu helped wipe away his tears, but he couldn't help crying himself.

"I'm not sad, I'm happy."

The mother-in-law held Shen Youchu in her rough and thin hands: "Your parents passed away early, and you were beautiful and honest. I was worried that you would be bullied by bad people when you went out, so I told you not to raise your head."

"But in the world, there is no parent who is willing to let their children bow their heads, no parent who is willing to let their children endure hardship, no parent who is willing to bear it... Your life is suffering, and I am also committing evil."

When my mother-in-law cried, she seemed to express all the thoughts deep in her heart.

"Mother-in-law, I have not been bullied."

Shen Youchu shook his head, and the crystal tears flew from his fair face, falling to the ground one by one. The dog and the big cat were no longer naughty and stared at their master quietly.

"I'm doing very well in school. I go to class and work every day, but I miss my mother-in-law. Xiao Chen is very good to me, and he doesn't want me to go home alone."

Shen Youchu kept wiping away her mother-in-law's tears.

Little Aning was crying too. She didn't know why she was crying, but when her mother-in-law and sister cried, she couldn't hold back her tears.

"I know. I knew it when he sent you back for the first time last year. Otherwise, how could he have sent you back thousands of kilometers away?"

The mother-in-law sniffed, stretched out her hands to hold Shen Youchu's face: "As long as you live well, my mother-in-law will feel at ease even if she dies now."

Wang Zibo looked at his grandfather and grandson hugging each other and crying. His eyeballs were also swollen badly. He couldn't help but think of his parents.

When he was in elementary school, his parents sold pickles, especially along the street. Business was better this way, but Wang Zibo felt it was too embarrassing because he would always run into them after school.

Finally one day, I couldn't help but quarreled with my parents. It was useless to scold them. They couldn't be like Xiao Yu'er or Xiao Chen. Both parents worked for the government, and the teachers would look at them differently.

That night, my father beat himself up, and my mother cried silently in the room.

Later, the parents selling pickles were no longer seen on that street, even though that street had the best business.

"I'm such a beast."

The more Wang Zibo thought about it, the sadder he became. He walked outside the door and started to cry.

However, Chen Hansheng, the instigator, slept as if in a dream, his feet still swinging unconsciously.

"You haven't eaten, haven't you? Why don't you have any strength to pinch your feet? I won't come to your club next time. Please make arrangements with all your strength!"

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