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In Wang Changgui's home, a folding table stood firmly on its side, covered with snacks to go with drinks. On the table were two bottles of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and in the corner were two cases of beer, each containing 24 bottles. The aroma of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of food filled the room.

Lin Chen, Xie Xiaomei, Zhao Yutian, and Liu Ying sat neatly around the table. Xiao Meng said she had to get up early tomorrow and wouldn't be coming today. Liu Yishui was in the county and hadn't made it back yet.

These people held their chopsticks in their hands, but no one moved them. They looked at each other, completely bewildered.

After everyone had finished dinner and those who went to bed early had already gone to bed, Xiangxiu hurriedly called them over, saying that Changgui had been promoted and transferred to the town, and she was hosting a celebratory dinner.

But looking at Wang Changgui's restless appearance, everyone felt that he didn't seem to be simply happy about the promotion. Besides, were you serious about bringing so much beer?

Zhao Yutian turned to the side, quietly leaned close to Lin Chen's ear, and whispered in a low voice:

"Brother Chen, do you know what's going on? This sudden invitation to dinner in the middle of the night is so unexpected. I was already undressed and in bed."

Lin Chen held a wine glass in his hand, slowly swirling the white wine inside, glancing outside out of the corner of his eye.

Wang Yun was rolling up her sleeves, busily serving and cleaning up the dishes, her every move befitting a hostess.

Looking at Chang Gui across from him, who seemed to be sitting on pins and needles, he instantly understood what was going on. Pretending not to know, he casually replied:

"How would I know? I had already brushed my teeth and was getting ready for bed when I was called over, and I'm still groggy."

"That's right, I ate a lot before coming here, and I'm not hungry at all now. I should have known better than to eat so much tonight."

Zhao Yutian scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled, and turned to look at Xiangxiu, who was pouring wine beside him:

"Xiangxiu, tell us the truth, what's the big happy occasion? It's so unusual that you're in such a hurry to host a drinking party in the middle of the night."

Xiangxiu pursed her lips and secretly smiled, continuously refilling everyone's glasses with her hands, laughing it off and saying:

"Why so many questions? My dad finally got transferred to the town's water conservancy station. It's a great thing, so what's wrong with treating you to a couple of drinks? Just enjoy your drinks and don't ask any more questions."

At this moment, Wang Yun walked over from the outer room with a plate of peanuts, placed it in the center of the table, and spoke in a loud and enthusiastic voice, showing no signs of formality:

"Kids, don't be shy! Eat and drink as much as you like, make yourself at home. Your Uncle Changgui rarely seems this happy, so eat and drink to your heart's content tonight, don't hold back!"

She's incredibly diligent and never idles. As soon as she puts down the dishes, she starts tidying up the table, managing everything perfectly inside and out. Her meticulousness is impeccable; her demeanor and presence make her the quintessential mistress of the house, so natural and natural.

Wang Changgui forced himself to pick up the wine glass in front of him, forcing a stiff smile as he spoke to maintain appearances:

"Come on, everyone, raise your glasses! Uncle's been successfully transferred to the town's water conservancy station, I'm so happy, let's have a toast! Drink slowly, we'll drink all night tonight!"

He uttered grand and respectable words, but his eyes kept glancing at the clock on the wall.

He had a plan in mind: his only way to survive tonight was to keep these young people around, drink all night until dawn, and if he could get through this night, he could avoid the ordeal of sharing a room with Wang Yun.

Lin Chen took a small sip of baijiu and subtly gave Zhao Yutian, Liu Ying, and Xie Xiaomei a look.

Xie Xiaomei was clever and immediately understood what was going on, but Zhao Yutian and Liu Ying clearly did not.

Everyone raised their glasses to drink, but Lin Chen and Xie Xiaomei deliberately held back, only taking small sips, and no one dared to actually get drunk.

Before we knew it, it was ten o'clock at night. Everyone else had gone to bed long ago, but Chang Gui's house was brightly lit and bustling, which seemed out of place.

After drinking for two hours straight, Zhao Yutian, who actually had a decent alcohol tolerance, was drinking like a tiger, downing a glass after a glass. Now, his face was deathly pale, he was clutching his stomach and frowning, his head was spinning, and his stomach was churning.

He wore a pained expression and waved his hand in pleading:

"Uncle, I really can't drink anymore. If I drink two more sips, I'll definitely throw up. It's already past midnight. How about we call it a night? I have to go to work in the fields early tomorrow morning. I can't take it anymore."

Wang Changgui's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

He quickly and secretly winked at Zhao Yutian, whispering a pleading tone:

"How could you be so bad, kid? This is nothing! How can a young person have such a low alcohol tolerance? Have a couple more bottles. Don't rush off, sit a little longer!"

Unfortunately, Zhao Yutian was too drunk to understand his desperate plea for help. He assumed Chang Gui was simply indulging in too much alcohol and kept shaking his head in refusal.

"I really can't take it anymore, Uncle. If I drink any more, I'll just collapse on the table. I really can't take it anymore."

Just as the stalemate was at hand, Wang Yun came out of the house, wiping the water off her hands.

She glanced at the pile of empty bottles on the table, then looked at the dejected and exhausted young people, and immediately smiled as she tried to smooth things over:

"Alright, alright, let's stop here. Look how tired the kids are, they've all had a lot to drink. The young people all have serious work to do tomorrow, and Changgui, you too, it's fine to be happy, but don't let the kids suffer."

"Go home and rest early. With your aunt here, you can have a couple of dishes ready in no time. We can always have a drinking party whenever we want, so one more night won't make a difference."

These words were comprehensive and all considered the younger generation's interests. Everyone agreed that it made sense, and staying any longer would only make them seem ignorant and ungrateful.

Liu Ying immediately followed the advice and nodded hastily:

"Yes, Uncle Changgui, we'll head back now. You should get some rest too."

Xie Xiaomei gently tugged at Lin Chen's arm, signaling him to leave quickly.

Lin Chen stood up, his tone polite and composed:

"Uncle, we'll head out now. Congratulations on your promotion! We'll have a proper drink with you another time when we're free."

Wang Changgui panicked completely. In desperation, he grabbed Lin Chen's arm, his voice pleading:

"Xiao Chen, have you finished drinking? Don't you rest every day? You can sleep until noon tomorrow, and have another drink with your uncle. What's the rush? Sit a little longer!"

Wang Yun had already started clearing the table, holding two plates in each hand and steadily supporting four plates, smiling as she looked at Lin Chen:

"My child, have you finished drinking?"

Lin Chen looked down at Chang Gui's tightly clenched hands, then glanced at Wang Yun standing beside him, preparing to clear the table. He knew that Wang Yun was practically telling them to leave.

He sighed softly, raised his hand and patted Chang Gui's hand, said nothing, silently withdrew his arm, turned around and walked out without looking back.

The look in his eyes, the gesture—the meaning couldn't be clearer:

Uncle, I really can't help you. Good luck to you.

Several people followed closely behind, walking out of the courtyard one by one, and the once bustling main room instantly became empty.

Wang Changgui stood frozen in place, staring at the empty gate, still holding a half-finished glass of baijiu in his hand, feeling utterly cold inside.

Oh no, all the reinforcements the monkey brought have left.

Once everyone was gone, Wang Yun worked even faster, quickly clearing away the dishes and chopsticks from the table, stacking them neatly, and wiping the tabletop clean.

Just as Xiangxiu stepped forward to lend a hand, Wang Yun pulled her aside, avoiding Changgui's gaze, and lowered his voice, speaking from the heart:

"Daughter, let me tell you the truth, your father has had it so hard all these years. He's been both a father and a mother to you all by himself, raising you all alone. Every day when he comes home, there's not even a hot meal or a warm bed for him. He's so lonely. As his daughter, you have to be more understanding of him."

Xiangxiu nodded obediently and said:

"Auntie, I understand. I've always hoped that Dad could have a companion so that life would be more lively in the future."

"It's good that you understand."

Wang Yun patted her hand with a smile, his tone frank and open, without the slightest hesitation:

"I'm not that sentimental. I came over tonight, and you know why. You're young, so don't think I'm being presumptuous. Just think of it as taking pity on your dad..."

Xiangxiu instantly understood her unspoken meaning and immediately smiled and gave up her seat:

"Auntie, I understand, don't worry. I have to work at the clinic tonight, and they can't be left unattended. I'll leave my dad in your care. You two should have a good chat and get along well."

After saying that, she shouted directly into the house:

"Dad, I'm staying at the clinic. I won't be back tonight!"

Before Wang Changgui could react or even utter a word to stop her, Xiangxiu pushed open the door and left the courtyard, closing the gate tightly behind her, leaving him no way out.

"Hey! You..." Wang Changgui had just opened his mouth when he disappeared.

He looked at the dark courtyard, then turned to look at the house where only he and Wang Yun were left. A chill ran down his spine, and his scalp tingled.

Well, we're completely finished.

His only protector, his daughter, had run away, leaving him utterly helpless.

After Wang Yun finished tidying up, he turned around and headed to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

Wang Changgui sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), a cigarette clenched tightly in his hand. As Wang Yun approached step by step, he moved uncontrollably to the side, dodging and weaving as if he were avoiding a plague.

As soon as Wang Yun sat down next to him, he was so startled that he lurched to the side, nearly falling off the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Why are you always hiding? Do you think I'm going to eat you or something?"

Wang Yun burst out laughing at his cowardly behavior, got off the floor, and reached out to pull the curtains.

The heavy curtains were suddenly drawn shut, blocking out all sight.

Wang Changgui shuddered violently, nearly dropping the cigarette in his hand, and his legs began to feel weak.

Wang Yun glanced back at him, too lazy to argue, and simply grabbed his arm, giving it a gentle tug and a push.

Wang Changgui was of decent build, but compared to Wang Yun, who was a hard-working and robust man, he was like a little chick, completely powerless to resist, and was pushed directly onto the kang (heated brick bed)...