Master Zhen doesn't want to inherit the family business

In this collection room, there are usually some collections at home. Except for some gifts from relatives and friends, most of them are specially collected by Meng Yaodong.

But as the patriarch of the family, Meng Yaodong's collection is actually quite interesting.

There are all kinds of food and everything, but if I have to find one thing in common, it is very expensive.

An out-of-produced Langhao pen and a jade bong that will never be used, so you can tell from the collection that he is not a professional collector, but more like a collector.

Meng Yunzhou walked towards the butler, knowing that most of the people he was looking for were here.

Meng Yunzhou stood at the door, and he didn't even need the housekeeper to say more to understand what happened.

Tang Xing was drinking, to be more precise, he was drinking Meng Yaodong's collection, and judging from the location, it was not random, he was drinking some of the collected wine on purpose.

The butler's tone was a bit helpless: "When he came back, he asked me if there was any wine in the house. I said that only my husband kept it. I asked him if he wanted to drink anything. He insisted on coming in to see it by himself. After he came in, he asked me the most expensive one, and after that it was That's it..."

Meng Yunzhou glanced at the wine bottles on the ground, counted them, and thought, "It's quite drinkable, little drunkard."

Tang Xing was sitting on the soft sofa, and there were still many unopened ones on the table. Seeing that the person finally came, Tang Xing frowned, with a complaining expression on his face: "Why did you just come back?"

Tang Xing couldn't help being wronged: "Do you know when people want to drink the most? Of course I'm unhappy, I'm so unhappy, you still let me here alone..."

Tang Xing almost didn't bite his tongue, he shook his head and continued: "Drinking alone here, I'm not Li Bai, and I don't have moonlight, it's too sad to drink alone, I'm alone!"

After "one person" was emphasized many times, the housekeeper at the door finally showed a crack on his usually dull face.

So... I am standing here to accompany, I am not even considered as a person?

And it's enough to say it once, why do you have to emphasize it so many times?

The old housekeeper said in his heart: I am too difficult.

Meng Yunzhou took off his coat and handed it to the butler, telling him to leave first, and explained for Tang Xing: "He drank too much, and there is no other meaning. Don't think too much."

Butler: "..." Now I really think too much, I think more.

After the people left, Meng Yunzhou rolled up the sleeves of his shirt twice, approached the table, and said in a soft voice: "I was wrong, I came back late, then I will apologize to you?"

Tang Xing's eyes lit up suddenly, and she pointed to one of the bottles of wine: "Then you open this for me, this bottle is the most expensive, I even checked it with my mobile phone, there is nothing wrong with it besides being expensive, you see How nice I am, good things are specially waiting for you to come back~"

If you are typing and chatting now, Tang Xing's sentence must be followed by a series of tildes in the end.

Meng Yunzhou reached out and touched his head, then smiled: "Then I thank you for being so kind to me."

Tang Xing nodded heavily: "You're welcome, you are also very kind to me! Except for Lao Tang, except... you are the best person to me!"

What he said was vague, Meng Yunzhou didn't hear clearly, and asked, "Who else?"

Tang Xing waved his hand, thinking of that person, he felt depressed: "There is no one else, a shameless, rotten person who let me go, it doesn't matter, from today on, in my heart, besides Lao Tang, you are the second, You have a high status, do you know that?"

"Why is he broken? Even you can't do anything to him?" Meng Yunzhou frowned.

Tang Xing touched the cup with one hand, and she didn't know what she was thinking of, so she flattened the corners of her mouth: "When I didn't like him, he was very kind to me. When I fell in love with him, he ran away. You said it was bad not bad?"

Tang Xing muttered in a low voice: "Why is he so bad..."

Meng Yunzhou opened the wine and was about to stand up when Tang Xing grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Why are you going? Don't you want me to drink?"

Meng Yunzhou explained: "This wine needs to sober up."

Tang Xing stared at him: "Why wake up? I drink just to get drunk. If I want to be sober, what should I drink?"

Meng Yunzhou: "..." I was really defeated by him.

When Meng Yunzhou was pouring the wine, Tang Xing rested his chin on his hand and stared at it without blinking. He drank too much, his movements were very unstable, and his head was dangling.

"Meng Yunzhou, why are your hands shaking?" Tang Xing frowned deeply, "It's like the hands of a canteen aunt..."

Before Meng Yunzhou could speak, Tang Xing said again: "Oh, I understand, this wine is expensive, you don't want me to drink more, do you?"

"Okay, no problem, as long as you don't let me go, I'll give you a drink." Tang Xing said coolly, "You just can't let me go."

Tang Xing has repeated this sentence too many times. Meng Yunzhou raised his eyebrows lightly. After a while, he lowered his eyebrows and thought about something. He pushed the glass of poured wine towards Tang Xing. Tang Xing took it and drank it in a big gulp. , Meng Yunzhou stopped and said: "Drink slowly."

Tang Xing said loudly: "I can't slow down! I'm so sad! Why slow down!"

"I'm so sad, Meng Yunzhou, what should I do if I'm about to fail the exam?"

"And my hand, look——" Tang Xing stretched out her left hand to show him, annoyed: "It's broken!!"

There was a gash on his left hand, and there was still blood around the wound, but it was not big. Tang Xing reached out to Meng Yunzhou, his voice was vague but full of emotion: "I'm in so much pain!"

Meng Yunzhou pinched his finger and looked at it. He didn't laugh at such a small wound and let him talk like his finger was about to break. He said softly: "Then let me wrap it for you?"

"Okay," Tang Xing was immediately appeased, "I want to make it look better and cuter!"

Meng Yunzhou: "..." This requirement may be a bit high.

When Meng Yunzhou quickly went to get the medicine box and came in, Tang Xing was already so drunk that he lay on the table, probably because he was uncomfortable, making a moaning sound in his mouth.

Meng Yunzhou thought for a while, then walked over and carried him back into the house, took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt, Tang Xing's left hand just dropped to one side when he got up.

Meng Yunzhou hesitated, but bandaged him anyway.

When Tang Xing woke up again, he found that it was bright outside.After sleeping in one position all night, Tang Xing only felt uncomfortable all over, and the last image in his mind was Meng Yunzhou sending him back to his room.

Frowning, Tang Xing thought, "Fuck, Meng Yunzhou, what did you do to me last night?"

His head hurt a little, and he was thinking hard. When he was about to get up, he moved his fingers and couldn't help but pause. Tang Xing stared at the position of his left index finger in disbelief.

If he remembers correctly, he was accidentally scratched yesterday when opening the wine.

but……

Tang Xing stared at her wound, the strip of gauze tied into a bow... not to mention pretty.

Tang Xing just felt that Meng Yunzhou was doing whatever he wanted while he was drunk, and then suddenly recalled that this was his own request.

Tang Xing took a deep breath. In fact, it’s okay to be crazy after drinking. The key is that after waking up, you still remember the stupid things you did...

He glanced at the time, hurriedly got up and went downstairs to have breakfast.

When she went downstairs, Tang Xing couldn't help rubbing her head with her hands.As soon as he appeared in the restaurant, Meng Yunzhou glanced at him calmly. Seeing that Tang Xing was fine, he continued to eat his breakfast with his head down.

Tang Xing sat down and felt that the atmosphere in the restaurant was a bit weird. It was fine if Meng Yunzhou didn't speak, and he couldn't fart a few times at ordinary times, but Dong Mian didn't speak, and he was a little cautious even when picking up vegetables with chopsticks.

Tang Xing took a sip of milk and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yaodong flicked the newspaper in his hand, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was angry.Dong Mian shook her head slightly, and said to Tang Xing: "It's okay, eat quickly, and go to school after dinner."

Meng Yaodong threw the newspaper on the table: "Why are you all right? Who drank the wine in my collection room?"

Tang Xing felt that his question was very strange: "It can't be that Meng Yunzhou drank it?"

This rhetorical question, as if he was just guessing casually, had nothing to do with him.

Meng Yaodong didn't expect him to say that, but suddenly felt that he might have misunderstood him. Meng Yaodong asked suspiciously, "Didn't you drink it?"

"What are you thinking?" Tang Xing said: "Of course I drank it, why can't I drink it?"

Meng Yaodong: "...Why are you so confident? Those are all my collections, and I'm not willing to drink them myself. You still take a breath, ah, I won't talk about you, you are shameless, Yun Zhou , why didn't you know to remind him?"

Thinking of something, Meng Yaodong raised his eyes to look at the quiet boy opposite, and said, "You don't mean to see him being scolded by me on purpose, do you? Hey, didn't daddy say that he would never drive you away? Enbi..." He glanced at Tang Xing, "Nursing grace and giving birth to grace are both the same with me."

When Tang Xing's milk ran out, he spit out the last sip, spitting it back into the cup, and made a "peh peh" sound. Seeing that everyone was looking at him with different expressions, Tang Xing said disapprovingly: "Oh, there is something under there." dross."

The housekeeper stood by the side without moving, but his heart was already exploded.

God damn there is dregs, this is milk, not soy milk.

But even if everyone knew about it, no one pointed it out aloud. Meng Yaodong's face turned green and pale, and finally said in a dignified and solemn voice: "Don't touch my collection from now on."

Tang Xing asked strangely: "Why? Is it out of print?"

"That's not it, it's just expensive, that bottle is..." Meng Yaodong was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Isn't our family very rich?" Tang Xing was confused, a few bottles of wine were worth your nagging here, as if he was about to go bankrupt.

Meng Yaodong: "..."