The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

After the three of them arrived home, they waited in the house for a long time before Qi Wentao came back with a bunch of things, and it seemed that there was nothing unusual about it.

"Hey, are you all back?" Qi Wentao looked at Song Yi with a smile, "Sorry Song Yi, I kept you waiting."

"Without Uncle Qi, we've only just arrived."

Qi Jingzhi walked over and took the things in his hands, and turned them over, they were all strange things, can ordinary people eat these things?

He looked up at Qi Wentao and asked, "What's the matter? Are you enjoying your shopping?"

Qi Wentao scratched his head, "It's okay."

"Drink again?" Qi Jingzhi took out two bottles of liquor in the bag.

"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, can't you let me drink enough at home?"

"All right, all right, as long as you're happy." Qi Jingzhi walked towards the kitchen with his things.

"Are you still cooking today?" Qi Wentao stopped him.

"Ah," Qi Jingzhi nodded, "As for the vegetables you bought...could you cook them?"

"Why can't I do it anymore, come on, I'll cook today." Qi Wentao rolled up his sleeves.

Qi Jingzhi hurriedly pushed him away, "You, you, you can rest, it's fine if I come, and you won't be able to eat the food I cooked if you leave."

Qi Wentao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I really don't want to leave when you say that. My son can't do anything else, but cooking is very easy."

"Pfft..." Song Yi couldn't help laughing beside him.

Qi Jingzhi glanced at him sideways, "Laughing fart, come here and help me."

"Hey, I said you just use your friend like this?" Qi Wentao said.

"Let me tell you, actually Song Yi is not my friend, he..." Qi Jingzhi glanced at Song Yi, and Song Yi also looked at him, with no emotion on his face, just such a calm expression, Qi Jingzhi was confused again.

Will Song Yi not react at all when faced with the possibility of disclosing their relationship?

Or he was sure in his heart that he didn't have the courage to make it public.

At this moment, Qi Jingzhi really wanted to know whether Song Yi overestimated him, or he overestimated Song Yi.

"What? Why aren't you talking?" Qi Wentao asked.

Qi Jingzhi came back to his senses, patted Song Yi on the shoulder and said, "Actually, he is my leader, the one directly under him."

"What!?" Qi Wentao looked at Song Yi in surprise.

Song Yi smiled and said, "No, Uncle, we are just friends, so don't worry about the relationship at work."

Qi Jingzhi ignored his father's eyes that stared like copper bells, and said to Song Yi: "Since you don't need to worry about it, then please ask Minister Song to help me?"

"Ah."

"Do you want to call the little pig?" Qi Jingzhi asked Song Yi in the kitchen.

"No, Aunt Zhang is here today. There are too many people and I'm afraid he won't be able to bear it." Song Yi stuffed a small tomato into his mouth, puffed his cheeks and asked, "What did you want to do just now?"

"Huh? What?"

"Don't play dumb with me, you just said that to your father, did you deliberately test me?"

Qi Jingzhi also stuffed a small tomato into his mouth, without saying a word.

"I think you're a little worried."

"I think so too." Qi Jingzhi nodded, continuing to cut vegetables in his hand, "So what were you thinking just now?"

"I didn't think of anything."

Qi Jingzhi remained silent, but he didn't stop chopping vegetables.

Song Yi picked up a small piece of radish and took a bite, "I'll follow whatever you say."

The movements of Qi Jingzhi's hands stopped.

"Bah bah..." Song Yi spit the carrot in his mouth into the trash can, "This thing is so spicy..."

Qi Jingzhi smiled and stuffed a piece of dragon fruit into Song Yi's mouth, "My dad's idiot bought carrots."

Song Yi glanced at the living room, suddenly grabbed Qi Jingzhi's hand, and touched his lips with his fingers, "Why did you get so mad after falling in love with me?"

Qi Jingzhi grinned, "I don't have much experience in the first talk."

"Who isn't?"

"Damn..." Qi Jingzhi was delighted.

At the dinner table, Qi Wentao looked at Song Yi's glass and wanted to pour wine into it, "Come on, Song Yi, shall we have a drink together?"

Song Yi raised his wine glass, "Okay, Uncle."

"Okay, I'll fill you up." Qi Wentao glanced at Qi Jingzhi.

Qi Jingzhi hurriedly covered his wine glass, "Don't look at me, I won't drink."

"All right, all right, just the two of us will drink." Qi Wentao clinked glasses with Song Yi, and then drank the wine in the glass.

Qi Jingzhi put down his chopsticks, frowned and said, "Dad, why are you drinking so fast? You don't get burned on an empty stomach?"

"It's okay, you don't know how much I can drink?" Qi Wentao picked up a few chopsticks and put them into Qi Yao's bowl, "Yao Yao eat more."

Qi Wentao took a bite of the food, filled himself another glass, took a sip, and said, "I saw your mother and her new husband in the hospital today."

Qi Yao raised his head buried in the bowl.

These words were said to Qi Jingzhi, but his eyes stayed on the wine glass in front of him.

Qi Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his father to talk about the family affairs directly in front of Song Yi, maybe because he drank a glass of fasting wine just now, and his head became blurred.

Qi Jingzhi took a bite of the food and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"good."

"It's okay, are you going to the vegetable market?"

"I'm not used to seeing your mother stay with another man for a while, after all, we've been married for so many years." Qi Wentao took another chicken leg for Song Yi, and continued: "That man looks quite attractive. It's up to you."

"I feel worse than you." Qi Jingzhi said.

Qi Wentao smiled, "It's just that you think I'm okay. If I'm really okay, your mother won't leave me."

Qi Jingzhi snorted coldly, "Her standards are not mine."

Qi Wentao was quiet for a few seconds and then waved his hand, "Don't talk about this, it's a waste of saliva, I'm leaving the day after tomorrow, I have time and opportunity today, I have to talk to my son, I don't know when Can come back again."

Qi Jingzhi looked at his father and smiled, Song Yi was right, he didn't need to worry about anything at all, the older generation is far more capable than they imagined, maybe they don't have to do it at all, just like visiting a vegetable market Just put it down.

After that, the old guy still drank a lot of wine intermittently, his mouth still didn't stop, and he babbled a lot, but the content was basically Qi Jingzhi.During a meal, Qi Jingzhi felt that the old man basically told the whole family, and he poured out all the black history when he was a child to Song Yi.

When Song Yi heard that when he was six years old, he ran into the chicken coop with bare buttocks to drive away the hens and sat on the eggs to incubate them, Song Yi laughed so hard that he almost lost his breath.

They laughed, and Qi Jingzhi couldn't help laughing even though he had a straight face.Song Yi laughed until his eyes almost disappeared, Qi Jingzhi looked at him and found that his face was extremely red, he didn't know whether it was from drinking or laughing.

At the end of the drink, Qi Wentao was already lying on the table unconscious. He drank so fiercely that he didn't know whether he was happy or sad. Qi Jingzhi also deliberately didn't stop him. At least alcohol can numb his nerves so that his father won't think about it. too much.

What Qi Wentao drank this time was indeed a mix of sorrow and joy, but his happiness and sadness were all for his precious son, not for his failed marriage that passed away.

Qi Jingzhi glanced at the person lying on the table, stood up and said, "I'll go to the pharmacy downstairs to see if there is any hangover medicine. After drinking so much, I'm sure I'll have a hard time getting up tomorrow morning."

"I'll go with you." Qi Yao stood up.

"I'll go by myself, you clear the table." Qi Jingzhi patted his face, "Is this job capable?"

Qi Yao nodded.

He turned to Song Yi and said, "Look at my dad, I'll be back in a while."

"Ah."

After Qi Jingzhi left, Song Yi wrapped Qi Wentao's arm and wanted to help him into the room, but Qi Yao put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Can I help?"

"No, I can do it alone." Song Yi supported Qi Wentao's shoulders and dragged him into the bedroom.

After putting Qi Wentao on the bed, Song Yi bent down and helped him cover the quilt.

Qi Yao saw Song Yi coming out of the room, and asked, "Uncle, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm asleep." Song Yi walked towards him, took the dinner plate and helped them clean it up.

Two people, one big and one small, were not familiar with each other, so they had nothing to talk about, so they just cleaned up the dishes in silence.

Qi Yao broke the silence: "My brother was not like this before."

"Huh?" Song Yi raised his head and looked at Qi Yao inexplicably.

Qi Yao looked up at him, frowned, lowered his head and continued to tidy up, raised his head again after a few seconds, still frowning.

Song Yi was still waiting for him to continue, but the kid just didn't speak, just stared at him with bitterness and hatred.

"What are you going to say..." Before Song Yi could finish asking, Qi Yao went to the sofa and took out a piece of paper, then walked up to Song Yi and wiped his chin with a tissue, "You have stains on your face?" It's soup." He stood on tiptoe, his brows still wrinkled.

When Qi Jingzhi opened the door and came in, he happened to see Qi Yao reach out and touch Song Yi's face.

"Damn," Qi Jingzhi walked over quickly and pulled Song Yi past him, "what the hell are you doing?"

Qi Yao froze on the spot holding the napkin.

Song Yi withdrew his hand, "My face was dirty just now, your brother couldn't stand it, so he wiped it for me." When he said it, he specially emphasized the word "your brother".

Qi Jingzhi looked at the tissue in Qi Yao's hand, came back to his senses, and said "haha" in embarrassment, "I thought you two were going to fight..."

Song Yi squinted at him.

Such a stupid reason, even the mentally retarded can't get it.

"Where's my dad?" Qi Jingzhi changed the subject.

"Asleep in the house."

"Ah? Then I don't even have to sleep on the sofa today, Yaoer definitely doesn't want to sleep with that drunk dad."

"You can sleep at my house." Song Yi said.

"Ah? Ah!" The two "ah" sounds were louder than the other, as if they were hanging their throats.

"My house has a guest room, you can sleep there, can you go?"

"Go!" Qi Jingzhi turned his head to look at Qi Yao, "Then Yaoer, you can sleep on the sofa tonight, I'll go to his house to make do for the night."

"Alright?" Song Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at Qi Jingzhi, "If you don't like it, why don't you sleep with my dog ​​in a kennel, a super luxurious kennel villa, and you will be satisfied."

Qi Jingzhi was overjoyed, "Get rolling."