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Chapter 112 Try Tang Zhihuan's Drinking Capacity

After parking the car, the three of them returned home with their things.

While choosing vegetables, Mother Song looked out the window and saw Father Song entering the community with a tall, thin and straight man. Song Xixi sent her a photo of Tang Zhihuan, but the photo was far from the real person.

Ms. Song was a little excited. This was the first time her daughter brought her boyfriend home. When she heard the door open, Ms. Song washed her hands and rushed out.

The first time she saw Tang Zhihuan, Song's mother thought she saw a celebrity little fresh meat, fair and clean, with delicate features, long eyes, a pair of metal-colored thin-rimmed glasses on a tall nose bridge, and thin lips.

When he looked at her, he smiled sincerely: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Song Xixi's boyfriend, Tang Zhihuan."

"Hey, hey!" Mama Song responded quickly, and continued to look at her happily: "Xiao Tang is here. The drive is hard on the road. Auntie will pour you a glass of water. You can eat after the fried dishes are done."

Tang Zhihuan nodded politely, and handed the gift to Papa Song.

"Come here and bring some gifts for you two elders."

Papa Song took it and called Tang Zhihuan to sit down in the living room.

Song Xixi followed Mama Song into the kitchen, and smiled next to her mother: "How about it, is he more handsome than the one in the photo? You have a good eye, don't you?"

"It's fine if you like it. Whether you are good-looking or not is just skin. The key is to treat you well. Look at your father, he is a good model husband."

Song Xixi "tsk tsk" twice. Since they were young, their husband and wife have always vented their anger through one nostril, and their relationship is very good: "Okay, in your eyes, no man in the world can compare to my dad? Is that okay?"

"It's more or less the same." Mother Song smiled, and pushed Song Xixi to the living room: "Leave me alone in the living room, and let the two elders sit awkwardly opposite each other, why don't you go and accompany her."

Song Xixi smiled, stepped out of the kitchen first, and sat down beside Tang Zhihuan.

Tang Zhihuan gave Song Xixi a gentle look, and continued to answer Father Song's cross-examination.

Mother Song came out with tea: "Little Tang, drink some water. Auntie will cook. We will be able to eat soon."

"Thank you, Auntie." Tang Zhihuan got up slightly, and took the tea that Song's mother handed over.

Mother Song entered the kitchen and started cooking.

After a while, dinner was served.

At the dinner table, Song's mother kept asking Song's father to toast Tang Zhihuan with wine, Song Xixi was a little anxious, and Tang Zhihuan didn't drink very well, and worried that he would get drunk in a while.

Song Xixi pushed Mother Song, and whispered, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Mom first wants to see how this man's wine tastes."

"He doesn't drink well, he's almost drunk." Song Xixi looked more and more anxious, and took Tang Zhihuan's cup: "Don't drink, don't drink."

Tang Zhihuan smiled softly, took it back, and his long eyes were a little dull: "Uncle wants to drink, of course I have to drink with him. Be good, don't lose your temper."

Mother Song watched the interaction between the two of them, and smiled in relief: "It's okay, you two continue to drink, at worst, go to sleep after drinking, and you will be fine tomorrow."

"I'll go to the kitchen to add two dishes for you."

Tang's mother got up and went to the kitchen, and Song Xixi followed, worrying in her eyes: "Mom, I told you that Tang Zhihuan can't drink well..."

Tang's mother smiled comfortingly and looked at her daughter: "This is your father's idea. He saw a news on TV two days ago. The husband usually treats his wife very well, but every time after drinking, he commits domestic violence. The wife beats and kicks, and after waking up, she keeps admitting her mistakes and apologizing, drinking alcohol, beating someone when she is drunk, and apologizing when she wakes up. Your father is worried that you will encounter such misfortune in the future, so the first thing is to try Tang Zhihuan's capacity for liquor."

Song Xixi's heart was shocked twice, she glanced at the two men drinking quietly in the restaurant, and smiled at Song's mother: "Mom, look, Tang Zhihuan is just like my dad, drunk and quiet."

Mother Song smiled and continued to cook: "Tang Zhihuan should be quite drunk, your father is probably pretending not to be drunk."

Song's father has always been a good drinker, and Tang's mother sent over the fried dishes, and took the bowls they finished eating to the kitchen to wash.

When the bottle of wine in his hand was finished, Tang Zhihuan's face turned red, and his voice paused: "Uncle, I'm sorry, I really can't drink any more..."

After speaking, he fell asleep on the table.

(End of this chapter)