Chapter 50 Blurred Night

One thing to say, no matter how many times I eat it, Fang Yi feels extremely satisfied every time I taste this braised pork.

If this skill is put in later generations, it will definitely be more than enough to open a private restaurant.

But unfortunately, in my previous life in 2004, the fat boss was hospitalized for a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and he didn't survive.

After all the dishes were ready, Fang Yi took the initiative to go to the counter to get a bottle of Wuliangye.

At this moment in the domestic wine market, Wuliangye is the well-deserved leader, and the little brother Moutai can only go back a little.

Unscrewing the bottle, Fang Yi poured a full glass for his father, almost two taels of wine.

Then he poured himself another glass, and then he said, "Dad, last time you promised me to quit drinking when I got into Jinda. Today's score is down too. I'll accompany you to drink this last drink tonight. Just quit drinking, how about that?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Shufen clapped her hands and applauded, "Yes, Fang Yucheng, you promised you well, you can't go back!"

In persuading Fang Yucheng to quit drinking, Zhuang Shufen unconditionally supports her son.

Why!

After drinking alcohol for more than ten years, and now suddenly want to quit, Fang Yucheng felt a little uncomfortable.

But looking at his son's expectant eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, stop drinking tonight after drinking this cup!"

Very good, the rebirth wish list has reached another item: persuade dad to quit drinking √

At this time, Wang Juan, who was sitting opposite, said, "Xiaoyi, pour me some too."

"Row!"

Fang Yi smiled and nodded.

After pouring half a cup for Wang Juan, he poured a little more for Zhao Wanqiu and Zhuang Shufen.

Holding up the wine glass, Fang Yi stood up and said, "Happy birthday to Brother Qiu, and congratulations to both of us for successfully entering the university!"

"Silly boy, how can I wish myself." Zhuang Shufen gently patted him on the back.

Zhao Wanqiu also got up and said, "Aunt Zhuang, then I wish Brother Yi no more."

"cheers!"

"happy Birthday!"

After taking a sip of wine, Fang Yi felt the heat in his mouth and stomach. Fang Yi picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

Comfortable!

This braised pork is absolutely amazing, it doesn't even need to be chewed, it just melts in the mouth with a sip.

Zhao Wanqiu prefers sauerkraut fish. After being spit out by the white wine, the little girl started to taste the sauerkraut fish.

"Xiaoyi, Auntie toasts you."

Wang Juan raised the glass with one hand, touched Zhao Wanqiu's small head with the other, and said with a smile, "In the next four years of college, I will ask you to take care of her more."

"Aunt Wang, if you don't tell me, I will take care of Brother Qiu." Fang Yi picked up the glass and touched her lightly.

Tonight, even Zhuang Shufen, who loves preaching, didn't stop him from drinking.

A meal to eat, eat, chat, and eat for more than two hours.

Wang Juan was completely drunk tonight, and she walked erratically.

"Son, help Wan Qiu bring your Aunt Wang back."

The group came to the downstairs of the community. After Zhuang Shufen exhorted, she took the lead to go upstairs with the drunk Fang Yucheng.

Zhao Wanqiu was petite and could not support his mother.

"Take it!"

Fang Yi stepped forward, stuffed the unfinished cake into Zhao Wanqiu's arms, and then supported Wang Juan all the way back to the community.

Thanks to him, otherwise, it would not be possible for Wang Juan to be brought home by a different person.

After all, it was the fifth floor, so Wang Juan had more than one hundred pounds.

Tonight, Fang Yi also drank a bit too much. At this moment, his drink was surging, and he sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Zhao Wanqiu settled Wang Juan, and after walking out of the bedroom, seeing Fang Yi's eyes full of drunkenness, he couldn't help asking, "Brother Yi, I'll make you a cup of honey to wake up the bar."

"Ok!"

Fang Yi nodded.

Soon, Zhao Wanqiu came back with a glass of honey water.

Sitting down next to Fang Yi, she handed over the honey water, "It's a little hot, drink it slowly."

After drinking the honey water little by little, Fang Yi felt a little more comfortable.

And Zhao Wanqiu sat aside, squinting slightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, watching him finish drinking the honey water.

"Brother Qiu, a birthday present for you!"

Putting the cup on the coffee table, he picked up the phone case beside him and stuffed it into Zhao Wanqiu's hand.

"mobile phone?"

Looking at the packaging box in his hand, Zhao Wanqiu said in surprise, "Brother Yi, does this cost a lot of money?"

Fang Yi waved his hand and said, "Not much. The last time there was a discount in the mall, it was only a few hundred dollars."

Zhao Wanqiu didn't believe it at all, "Don't lie to me, can you buy a mobile phone for a few hundred yuan?"

"Like it?"

Fang Yi didn't bother with her about the price, and changed the subject: "When you go to college, you can text and call me anytime."

"like!"

Zhao Wanqiu gave him a deep look, and then gently opened the box.

The effect of a glass of honey water is actually very limited. At this moment, the drunkenness is getting stronger and stronger, and he feels that his eyelids are starting to fight.

When she awkwardly installed the SIM card and turned it on successfully, she was about to turn her head to share her joy with Fang Yi when she saw that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wanqiu helped him adjust his posture and let him lie down on the sofa. Then she went back to her room, brought a thin blanket to cover Fang Yi, and finally got up and turned off the living room light.

For a while, the entire living room fell into darkness.

Only a few rays of moonlight poured in along the window, exuding a cool brilliance.

Zhao Wanqiu did not go back to the room, but came to Fang Yi and squatted down slowly.

Blinking her big eyes a few times, she leaned forward tremblingly and lightly printed it on his cheek.

As if afraid that Fang Yi would wake up at any time, the little girl followed him on the sofa after a few random prints, like a kitten, curled up in Fang Yi's arms.

...

...

The next day, early morning.

When Fang Yi woke up, he found himself on the sofa.

In his arms, Zhao Wanqiu was still curled up.

Ok?

Don't you hold back when you're drunk? *

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