drunk red

Am I dead? "

"You child." The rushing footsteps came to the door, and when it was opened, Xue Wanyi's face was flushed with joy, she grasped Qian Jia's hand, and looked him up and down with dizzy eyes.

Qian Jia didn't move, she just smiled and let her see. After Zheng Yuanjing pulled her, Xue Wanyi came back to her senses and nodded to Tang Ziao: "Come in."

The yard is not too big. Besides the locust tree planted, a small vegetable field was cultivated beside it, and some vegetables were planted. Two or three chickens were pecking at the rice grains on the ground beside them, chirping.A breath of life of ordinary people.

After entering the room, Zheng Yuanjing poured two cups of hot tea and put them on the table beside them.

"Mom, how are you doing here?"

"It's okay." Xue Wanyi smiled lightly, with the corners of her mouth slightly curved, she turned and looked at Zheng Yuanjing.

"Uncle Zheng, did mother start to mess with you disobediently?"

"Cough, cough, this, no." Zheng Yuanjing's face froze, and then he replied a little embarrassed.

"really?"

"You child, if you have anything to ask, just ask your mother." Xue Wanyi patted his head lightly, then reached into his neckline with her fingers, and took out a string of Buddhist beads from it. Qianjia's expression changed again when she saw this. He said to Zheng Yuanjing, "Why are you so stupid?"

The corner of Zheng Yuanjing's mouth twitched, and he looked at Xue Wanyi helplessly, Xue Wanyi nodded to him, and he stood up and walked outside.Tang Ziao also followed out, only the two of them were left in the house.

Xue Wanyi sat closer, leaned on Qian Jia and said: "It's just chanting Buddha, I don't have other thoughts, Xiao Jia can rest assured, mother will not say anything about going to a nunnery for the rest of her life.

At that time, I just felt that everything was over, that there was no need for me, and there was nothing to worry about, so I thought about becoming a nun.

But when I woke up that day, I found myself lying here, beside... At that time, I was quite shocked. Fortunately, your Uncle Zheng is very caring, and has been with me all the time. Don't worry, my mother is much better now, really. Afraid that Qian Jia would not believe it, Xue Wanyi smiled and took her hand and put it on her belly: "Look, you have a little sister." "

On that day, both Zheng Yuanjing and Xue Wanyi didn't know it, and when they met a nunnery with a lot of incense, they decided to stay there.Under Tang Ziao's order, Zheng Yuanjing took her to the nunnery, and the two of them passed out on the way to the nunnery, unconscious, and when they woke up, they were already lying in this room, under the quilt. Their bodies were not wearing anything, and they were tightly pressed against each other.There was a letter and two identification cards on the table next to them, one man and one woman, married, without children.

What these show is self-evident.

Putting aside everything, identities, grievances, and past events, Xue Wanyi accepted this arrangement under Zheng Yuanjing's patient and meticulous care, and walked out of the haze day by day, and started a new life.

Qian Jia's small hands trembled, slowly spread out, gently stroked her belly, and asked curiously and doubtfully, "Why aren't you drumming?"

"It's still very young, only two months old."

"Mother, how do you know it's my younger sister? What if it's my younger brother?"

"Do you want a younger sister or a younger brother?"

"Well, whatever you want, but since you have me, you should have a younger sister."

"Yes, mother having you is the first time in my life that mother feels that life is meaningful." Xue Wanyi hugged Qian Jia into her arms and stroked his hair. She knew that Tang Ziao did these things, and there were also some of them. Xiaojia's helper, she always felt that she owed this child, and she didn't give him much love and care.

"Does Xiaojia like my sister?"

"Mother?" Qian Jia wanted to look up suspiciously when she heard her weeping voice, but was held down by her and could not move. "I like."

"I really like it. If Xiaojia doesn't like it, Mom won't want it."

"No, little sister is good. Mom just needs to love me the most, hehe."

"Well, it's you that mother loves the most, you will always be mother's favorite child." Xue Wanyi wiped away the tears from her face, smiled and nodded his forehead.

"What does Xiaojia want to eat? Mother will make something delicious for you at noon."

"You rest, I'll be fine." Zheng Yuanjing walked in from the outside, strode to her side, grabbed her hand and pressed it on the chair: "You two talk, don't cry too much, it will hurt your health."

"I know."

"Uncle Zheng, it's not bad. You are taking good care of my mother if you leave it to you. I plan to take mother away if you fail."

Zheng Yuanjing looked at him, obviously his mouth was not very bright, he opened his mouth a few times but didn't know what to say.

"Let's go, Xiao Jia is just joking with you." Xue Wanyi smiled and pushed him.

After lunch, Xue Wanyi was going to take a lunch break, and Qian Jia and the others were extremely tired after driving for several days, so they fell on the bed and slept until it was dark before waking up.

In the gray-blue sky, the stars had appeared at some point, but it was not very bright yet. Zheng Yuanjing went to the market in the afternoon to buy a lot of things. The dinner was very sumptuous. The four of them worked together. Jia was in charge of cutting and serving the vegetables, Zheng Yuanjing was in charge of the most important cooking, and Xue Wanyi was in charge of standing at the kitchen door and watching the three of them.

It was done quickly together. After half an hour of busy work, there was only one old hen that needed to be stewed for a while still on the pot, and the rest had already been served on the dinner table.

The four of them gathered around the small table, and after Qian Jia set up the dishes, they began to eat. Zheng Yuanjing prepared two wine glasses, and he and Tang Ziao each filled them up.

In the warm yellow light, strong family affection and warmth flowed among several people, even Tang Ziao and Zheng Yuanjing's smiles were so obvious. head without leaving a drop.

After a while, Qian Jia was obviously not happy. He watched Tang Ziao fill another glass, snatched it immediately, and poured it in one gulp.

He drank so much that his face was wrinkled into a ball, his mouth was open, his tongue was sticking out, and he fanned the wind inside forcefully with his small hands, while saying inarticulately: "Why... so spicy."

Xue Wanyi quickly poured him a cup of warm tea: "I drank too quickly."

After flushing the spiciness with tea, Qian Jia honestly stopped touching the wine glass, obediently ate the food that Xue Wanyi put into his bowl.

But after a while, the wine got on his face, and his face and neck were red. He put the chopsticks in the bowl several times but didn't catch the mushroom. Putting down the chopsticks, his eyes narrowed, looking at Tang Ziao silly With a smile: "Daddy, I want more."

Tang Ziao unbuttoned his collar and coaxed him: "I can't drink anymore, I'm already drunk, let's eat something."

"If you don't eat or eat, you have to drink." Qian Jia shook her head vigorously.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want to go to sleep?" Tang Ziao began to change the subject.

"I'm not sleepy, I want Daddy to hug me." Qian Jia staggered on the chair, stretched out her hands to hook Tang Ziao's neck, and said with misty eyes, completely coquettish.

"Okay." Tang Ziao immediately wrapped his arms around his waist and brought him to sit on his lap.

Zheng Yuanjing lowered his head and said nothing, pinched it several times, but the peanut could not be pinched, and Xue Wanyi's face turned pale, and she coughed lightly: "I'll make him some hangover soup, why? Drink this and you'll be drunk."

"I'm not drunk yet." Qian Jia hooked Tang Ziao's neck and turned to Xue Wanyi and said, "By the way, mother, let me sing for you. I heard many children's songs on the way here. It's very fun. .”

After finishing speaking, he broke off Tang Ziao's hand on his waist, stood up from him, and stood beside the table with a little unsteady footsteps. Except for his flushed face and blurred eyes, he seemed drunk to see the action. Not too much.

He rolled up his sleeves, made a gesture with his hands in the air, then slowly made a circle, slapped and sang: "Little son, sitting on the gate, crying and begging for a wife.

Dad asked, mother asked, why do you want a daughter-in-law?

Light the lamp, talk, blow the lamp, and keep company.

Get up tomorrow morning and braid each other. "

His voice was originally clear and soft like a teenager, but now that he drank wine, he became a little silly and charming again. He sang such cute and childlike ballads, which made people laugh.The three of them couldn't help laughing out loud, Xue Wanyi smiled and covered her stomach and asked, "Where did you learn it? Xiao Jia, you are so good. Do you have any more? Sing it for your mother."

Qian Jia scratched her hair, thought for a while, and shook her head: "The rest is not good, I can't let my sister hear it, I learned it in the building before, it's not good." Shaking her head, her eyes lit up again: " Let me show my mother a dance."

"En, three, two, one." Qian Jia said to herself, beat the beat, bent down, and began to dance.

He also danced a very simple and rustic dance, with his hands beating the beat, his feet following the steps, stepping and falling, the rhythm was like beating a drum. Qian Jia pursed her lips and danced very earnestly, perhaps because the spirit of alcohol was slowly picking up. He turned his head, his steps were not as quick as before, and he seemed a little clumsy, but he didn't stop, and occasionally glanced in Xue Wanyi's direction, smiling brightly.

But the more he jumped, the more he was wrong, and his eyes gradually narrowed. When his left foot stepped on his right foot and almost fell over, Tang Ziao immediately stepped forward and pulled him over, hugged him horizontally, nodded to the two, and left Go out and enter the guest room prepared for them next to them.

After the two left, Zheng Yuanjing said softly, "I'll clean it up, you can rest."

"En." Xue Wanyi bowed her head in response.

After Zheng Yuanjing packed up everything, he brought a basin of hot water: "Come on, scald your feet."

Sitting stiffly on the side of the bed, Xue Wanyi suddenly whispered: "Yuan Jing, am I being overhearted?"

When she asked, Zheng Yuanjing paused for taking off her shoes, and slowly put her somewhat swollen feet in.