A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

He started making a phone call right outside the door, but it wasn't to Lin Dawei.

Rather, it refers to the square or the circle.

However, no one answered after three consecutive calls, so Qiao Weidong dialed again.

"Fang Yuan, Fang Yuan, are you working again? If you miss this opportunity, don't blame me for not bringing you along."

Two more phone calls were made.

Still no one answered.

Qiao Weidong stopped calling and used a different phone number.

A short while later, someone on the other end answered the call.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Lin Dawei?"

"Oh, right, you want to inquire about funeral services? But it's already after get off work, and I've had some things to do this week. Why don't you call the company?"

Lin Dawei's sudden remark almost sent Qiao Weidong to his death.

He then remembered Lin Dawei's job.

Someone said this to me in the middle of the night.

That's really disheartening.

"Here's the thing, I'm Qiao Yingzi's father, Qiao Weidong. I just wanted to see if you had any free time recently, and I'd like to ask you out for a meal."

"Qiao Yingzi's father? Oh, oh, I remember now, we've met before. Okay, I'll be home for the next week, any time in the evening will do." Lin Dawei didn't think much of Qiao Weidong's call.

Qiao Weidong is the owner of an investment company.

I can't possibly ask him for money.

After agreeing on a time and place, Lin Dawei hung up the phone.

Lin Miaomiao turned her head: "Yingzi, why did Dad call you?"

"How would I know? Maybe they wanted to inquire about the pricing standards in our industry. After all, it's not appropriate to ask about these things openly. Asking privately as a friend is fine."

Lin Dawei thought that Qiao Weidong was just embarrassed on the phone.

I'd like to consult in person.

She was also thinking about what discount to give Qiao Weidong, but Lin Miaomiao didn't have any ideas after hearing this.

I still feel a bit unlucky.

..

This evening.

Lin Dawei met Qiao Weidong in the Jiang family's kitchen.

Fang Yuan was also with them.

That's right.

The upright Qiao Weidong eventually called Fang Yuan over as well.

After all, we should share the good times.

Compared to Qiao Weidong, Fang Yuan is doing relatively well.

I'm quite busy every day.

I don't have time to do much exercise at home, and I don't have much interest in that area.

In addition, Tong Wenjie often went to Su Chen to learn how to cook, so their get off work hours were almost completely different.

I basically go to sleep as soon as I get back.

Eat as soon as you get up.

We'll leave right after we finish eating.

They live a very fulfilling life.

However, Fang Yuan still came after hearing Qiao Weidong's words.

no way.

It's a painful issue for men, and they always have to think about it when they reach middle age.

The dinner table.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Seeing that he had drunk enough, Qiao Weidong asked, his eyes still blurry with drunkenness, "Dawei, I heard your wife is pregnant? Congratulations!"

When it comes to children, Lin Dawei feels both happy and depressed.

He was completely unprepared for this child.

Feeling happy.

Of course, I was also afraid.

"This was completely unexpected and we were not prepared at all."

Fang Yuan: "How many months old is the baby?"

"It's been four months, hasn't it?" Lin Dawei didn't hide anything.

According to folk wisdom, it's best not to talk about your child's situation for at least three months.

Otherwise, the child will disappear.

The reason is that the baby is not fully formed at three months old.

Getting too excited could lead to trouble.

Furthermore, sexual intercourse is prohibited during this period.

"To be honest, we just want to ask, we're both middle-aged, how do you still have the energy and the will to have a child?"

Qiao Weidong looked puzzled.

Fang Yuan nodded in agreement.

Lin Dawei looked at the two of them strangely: "So what if you're middle-aged? As long as you have the will and the ability, isn't that enough?"

"But the problem is, we have neither the will nor the energy."

"Oh!~"

Lin Dawei suddenly realized.

He now understood why these two parents had invited him out for dinner today.

But Lin Dawei really couldn't do anything about this situation.

Such things are generally irreversible.

The so-called treatments are all fake.

"This mainly depends on regular care," Lin Dawei said, pointing to the things on the table. "Normally, we don't allow anyone to eat out at home."

"Not to mention drinking alcohol, which is strictly prohibited."

Qiao Weidong lit a cigarette and took a drag.

Lin Dawei pointed at him.

"If I dared to smoke, I'd get slapped across the face."

These words almost made Qiao Weidong choke, and he coughed incessantly while holding onto the table.

Fang Yuan patted his back and teased, "Looks like all the arrangements Teacher Song made for you before were for your own good. Now that you're divorced, she doesn't care about your food or drink, and you can smoke whatever you want. And look what you've ended up like..."

"Even if you want to go out and have fun, there's no way."

He got angry just thinking about it, and Qiao Weidong reached out and knocked Fang Yuan away.

"Hello, you have such a regular lifestyle, but you're still just like me, nothing special."

"Hey, I'm just trying to comfort you. It's not good for you to repay kindness with enmity."

Fang Yuan ignored him.

However, he wasn't too angry, as the two had been friends for many years.

They shared the same plight and sympathized with each other.

There's no problem if we just exchange a few words of mutual admiration.

Lin Dawei, standing next to Fang Yuan, said, "Judging from what he said, you probably have a psychological problem. Why don't you find some time to see a psychologist?"

"This isn't a good idea. If word gets out, the whole world will know." Fang Yuan was a little unsure of what to do.

After all, this involves privacy, which means that others might overhear it.

They'd laugh themselves to death.

Avoid seeking medical treatment for fear of catching a disease.

Many people do.