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Chapter 768 The Drunken Man

Cen Haifeng looked at Cen Qinghe with indulgence, and Shang Shaocheng looked at her with indulgence. The two of them raised their wine glasses at the same time, and they were all in the wine.

The whole process of eating can be described in four words, which is extremely harmonious.Shang Shaocheng didn't have a good understanding of astronomy and geography, but he could chat with Cen Haifeng about tobacco and alcohol, and he could talk about mahjong with Xu Li.

Xu Li is a gossip-loving person. Occasionally, she thinks of some news she read on the Internet recently. She doesn't know whether it is true or not, but she will pick someone to ask and ask Shang Shaocheng to clarify her doubts.

Shang Shaocheng also knew a lot, and he took the trouble to explain to Xu Li one by one, Xu Li's eyes went cold, just like a fan seeing the idol himself.

Cen Qinghe usually talks a lot, but now there is nothing for her to interrupt. She concentrates on eating alone, and occasionally shakes hands with Shang Shaocheng secretly under the table.

Seeing that he hadn't moved his chopsticks, she whispered, "You eat too, don't just talk."

Shang Shaocheng looked sideways at her, and whispered back: "You hold my hand, how can I eat?"

Only then did Cen Qinghe realize that she was sitting on his left, holding his left hand. He is left-handed, and eating with his right hand is the same as eating with his left hand, which is inconvenient at all.

Hearing this, she instinctively let go of her hand, wanting to withdraw it, "You should have said it earlier."

Shang Shaocheng held it back and said softly, "Hold on, I'm not hungry."

The two murmured face to face, and in the eyes of Cen Haifeng and Xu Li on the opposite side, it was boring.

The child couldn't help but see that Cen Qinghe's right arm and Shang Shaocheng's left arm were placed under the table, like Yang Guo, anyone could guess that the two were holding hands, Cen Haifeng only felt that he was close The little padded jacket was about to be hung in someone else's closet. After drinking some wine, my heart felt hot and sour.

"Shaocheng."

Shang Shaocheng turned to look at him, "Uncle."

"I heard from your aunt that you came to Anling during the Chinese New Year last year, but you didn't tell me that if you are free this year, come to us to celebrate the New Year."

Facing Cen Haifeng's sincere invitation, Shang Shaocheng replied with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely go there this year."

Cen Haifeng said: "In previous years we spent the New Year with Grandma Qinghe, if you come this year, we will stay at our own home, I will make dumplings, and I will cook some home-cooked dishes for you, we will drink some wine, and watch the Spring Festival Gala together. "

Following Cen Haifeng's words, many pictures clearly appeared in Shang Shaocheng's mind, those unfamiliar, but strange and harmonious pictures that he had never experienced before.

He knew very well that he didn't drink too much, but a warm current gurgled out from his heart, and soon warmed his limbs. He almost uncontrollably raised the corners of his lips, nodded and replied: "Okay, I'll help you." Let's do it."

Cen Haifeng felt that he drank the wine very happily today, so he shook his head with a smile, "I still need you to help? You can ask your aunt, I can cook meals for ten people by myself."

Xu Li agreed, "Don't look at your uncle's rough looks, but he is actually very clever and can cook. Unlike me, I can't do anything."

Cen Qinghe secretly slanders Cen Haifeng and Shang Shaocheng, the two are more mysterious than the other, the former can cook, and can cook a good meal, but he never enters the kitchen once in 800 years, waiting to eat his meal, I can be hungry from the first day to the fifteenth day of the junior high school; let alone Shangshaocheng, how can I start?She's been with him for so long, the most important thing about a child from a rich family is that a gentleman stays away from the kitchen.

Not exposing the hypocrisy of the two of them face to face, it can be regarded as giving them a little face.

This meal lasted from seven o'clock in the evening to almost ten o'clock in the evening. Shang Shaocheng and Cen Haifeng drank three bottles of Moutai and countless beers. Cen Qinghe hadn't seen Cen Haifeng drinking high for a long time. Although Shao Cheng seemed to be calm, in fact, there were many.

Cen Qinghe took the initiative to suggest: "Let's come here today, and it's not like going back tomorrow. You two will fight another day, and I will send you back first."

Xu Li was also sleepy, and agreed with Cen Qinghe, everyone packed up their things and prepared to go out, Cen Haifeng patted Shang Shaocheng on the shoulder, and said with red eyes: "Shaocheng, I am just such a daughter, you can treat us badly, but You must treat Qinghe well, no matter whether she understands or not, you must know how to love her."

"I know, uncle, I must be good to her."

"Also, she likes to have a small temper. Don't be as knowledgeable as her. You can't be angry. You can call your aunt, but you must not move a finger by yourself."

"Uncle, don't worry, how can I be willing to touch her?"

"She grew up so big, I didn't want to hit her, that was the time..."

Cen Haifeng is really a lot, and he dragged Shang Shaocheng to chatter. Cen Qinghe didn't see it well, so he hurried over to stop Cen Haifeng, took his arm, and interrupted him, "Dad, are you ashamed? What about the wine? Drink Why are you still grinding after too much?"

Cen Haifeng grabbed Cen Qinghe's hand and said with a naive smile: "Dad didn't drink too much, why don't you tell Shaocheng a few words, you two are fine, and discuss what you need."

Cen Qinghe nodded a series of times, Xu Li picked up her things, came over to hold Cen Haifeng's other arm, frowned slightly and said, "Your father is really old, and he will either cry or moan after drinking too much, I will take him back quickly."

Several people prepared to go out in the private room for 5 minutes, Shang Shaocheng said: "Auntie, I'm going out with you, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient if someone sees."

Before he finished speaking, Xu Li immediately answered: "It's okay, you stay with Qing He, and you will go alone later, I will take a taxi with your uncle and go back to the hotel."

Shang Shaocheng said: "I'll ask someone to take you back."

Cen Qinghe also said: "I will send them down."

Cen Haifeng didn't forget to pat Shang Shaocheng on the shoulder before leaving, and made an appointment with him for the next wine meeting. Cen Qinghe and Xu Li helped him downstairs. There was a car downstairs. Li said, call her at the hotel.

After everything was arranged, she called Shang Shaocheng outside. Shang Shaocheng had already left through the back door, and the two returned to Donghua community in two ways.

Cen Qinghe's car drove outside the community, and she gave money to get off and walk in. The street lamps in the old community could also bear the word "old", and the white was so weak that she walked in and walked in under the faint white light. As he was walking, he suddenly heard someone say 'Hey'. A person like Cen Qinghe was naturally startled, and turned his head to look in the direction of the source of the sound.

There was a flower bed a few meters behind him, and at this time a tall figure was sitting on the edge of the flower bed smoking a cigarette, who else was not in Shangshao City, after Cen Qinghe came to his senses, he frowned and complained as he walked towards him, "I was scared to death. "

Shang Shaocheng said: "Who made you look like you dropped money on the ground, don't raise your head and don't open your eyes."

Cen Qinghe said: "I thought you went home directly."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Do you think I am so heartless to you that I don't know how to wait for someone?"

Sitting beside him, Cen Qinghe said indifferently, "How do you know I'm not home?"

Shang Shaocheng raised his chin and looked in the direction of the top floor, "Light."

Cen Qinghe looked along, and sure enough, the light in the living room on the top floor was off.

The corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled and said, "It's kind of treacherous."

Shang Shaocheng took a puff of cigarette and said in a low voice, "It's better than you."

Cen Qinghe immediately elbowed him, Shang Shaocheng dodged for a while, but did not dodge completely, and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, you're dizzy."

Cen Qinghe jokingly asked: "Did you drink too much?"

"Well, uncle is quite capable."

Cen Qinghe said: "You can be regarded as a talent if you can drink my dad like a big girl. I guess my dad will ask you for help after he sobers up."

Shang Shaocheng couldn't help but twitched his lips, and said with a light smile, "I'm from the same generation as your father, so what do you have to call me?"

Cen Qinghe replied without thinking: "Uncle Shaocheng."

When Shang Shaocheng heard the word "uncle", the smile on his face couldn't help but get bigger. He raised his arm and put it on Cen Qinghe's shoulder. After all, he drank too much, and his strength was not light or heavy, and he almost dragged her down behind him in the flower bed.

Cen Qinghe grabbed his shirt and wrapped his arms around his waist, only to survive.

He had a cigarette in his mouth, and laughter came out of his throat. After sitting down, Cen Qinghe went to beat him, frowned and said, "If you dare to be dragged down by me, let's see if I won't kill you while I'm drunk!"

Shang Shaocheng raised his hand to pinch the cigarette away from his lips, spit a mouthful of white smoke on her face, and said with a gruff smile, "So cruel, do you want to murder your husband?"

Cen Qinghe couldn't shake his arm, and was afraid that she would leave. He couldn't sit still and fell into the flower bed. She could only sit in her original position and muttered, "Who are you? I'm not married, a young and beautiful girl .”

Shang Shaocheng raised his hand on her shoulder to sweep her hair, ignored her obstruction, and asked with a smile: "Girl? Do I have hallucinations every night? Why don't I feel that there is any obstacle? "

Cen Qinghe immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth, gritted his teeth, stared and asked, "Are you playing hooligans?"

"Well……"

"I asked you, are you pretending to be a hooligan by drinking?"

"Well……"

"Nod or shake your head, or I will suffocate you."

Shang Shaocheng nodded, and Cen Qinghe became more vicious, "Playing hooligans?"

Shang Shaocheng shook his head again, and Cen Qinghe let go of his hand when he saw this.

He said aloud, "Isn't it so ruthless? It suffocated me to death. Where can you find me such a big job?"

Cen Qinghe is 100% sure that Shang Shaocheng really drank too much. Even if he can speak without tying his tongue now, it is obviously much cheaper than normal.

She tilted her head and asked curiously, "Are you happy today?"

She knows Shang Shaocheng, even if her parents came, if it was just for entertainment, he would not drink himself like this, Cen Qinghe could tell that he was really happy.

Sure enough, Shang Shaocheng twitched his lips and said with a smile, "Of course I'm happy."

Cen Qinghe pursed his lips and said, "My parents, why are you joining in the fun?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "It's very warm, the family sits together, eating, drinking, talking and laughing."

Cen Qinghe knows how busy Shang Jingtian and Shen Qing are on weekdays, and the relationship between Shang Shaocheng and his parents is also delicate. In fact, he has always longed for that kind of warm family atmosphere, right?

Every time at this time, Cen Qinghe would overflow with maternal love, raised her hand and touched Shang Shaocheng's head, she said softly: "This year's Chinese New Year, let's go to Anling, we will accompany you."

(End of this chapter)