Jiang Qingchi was drunk.
He is well aware of the truth that "men of the old Jiang family are not good drinkers", so after three rounds of drinking, Jiang Jingming refused to drink at all.
Jiang Qingchi started chatting today, pouring one glass after another, but the glass was never full, and the end result was naturally that he fell drunk on the table.
A long time ago, when Jiang Beiyuan was talking to his two sons, the word "wine" came up.
Jiang Beiyuan was in a good mood at the time and joked with them: "If you chase a girl and you have something to say, you just drink. Drinking will make you bold."
"What should you do if you are drunk and unable to speak?" Jiang Qingchi asked.
Jiang Beiyuan smiled and stroked his chin with one hand, "Don't worry, you won't be speechless. Just don't think you talk too much."
Thinking of this, Jiang Jingming gritted his teeth. His brother wanted to pursue his wife, so why bother him.
The two waiters helped Jiang Qingchi, who was drunk and unconscious, onto Jiang Jingming's back.
Jiang Jingming held Jiang Qingchi's legs and struggled to lift them up.
Good weight! ! !
"San'er~"
"Um."
Jiang Jingming walked out of the hotel with a straight face.
Jiang Qingchi behind him smiled cutely and poked his face mischievously, "Xiaosansan'er~"
"Stop talking, you smell like drunk."
Then he lifted the drunkard up again.
"Tell me the address of your sister-in-law's house and I will send you there."
"Hey, mistress is the best~"
Jiang Qingchi reported a list of addresses. Jiang San'er knew this address. He frowned and thought for a few seconds. He visually estimated that it was about 300 meters away. It was not that far. He didn't need to take a taxi. He just had to work harder.
Just as I was thinking about it, a loud singing voice came from behind.
I couldn't tell what tune it was in. It was as unpleasant as the howling of a wild wolf. Jiang San'er wanted to throw this man to the ground, find a rag and stuff it into his mouth to block his mouth.
"Stop singing, okay? It's disturbing the people."
"okay."
"Yeah, be good."
“…”
After a minute of silence, Jiang Qingchi became restless again and began to poke Jiang Jingming in the face.
"San'er, let me ask you a question."
"Ask, don't do it."
"Tell me, where does the feeling of liking someone come from?"
Before Jiang Jingming could answer, Jiang Qingchi had already learned to answer quickly, "I know, in a sea of people, Jiangyan in my house is the most beautiful!"
After saying that, he started to giggle, hehehehaha, like someone picking up rags in a garbage dump.
Jiang Jingming raised his lips, "Do you love her so much?"
"Nonsense... Didn't I tell you that as much as dad loves mom, I love her as much."
"If you were asked to wait for her for ten years, would you wait for her?"
"She asked me to wait, so I waited, but I know... My Jiang Yan can't bear to part with her... She loves me the most."
Although Jiang Qingchi's face was red, he spoke clearly and his teeth were very white when he smiled. He nuzzled Jiang Jingming's neck like a child.
"I also love our Jiang Yan the most, hee hee."
"When will you be married?"
"Shh..."
Jiang Qingchi patted Jiang Jingming's shoulder, looked around like a thief, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one was around.
"Keep your voice down. She can't know about this yet. I've already prepared it."
"Let me know what preparations you have."
"I will not tell you!"
Then Jiang Qingchi lay down again, giggling with his eyes closed.
~
Ahead is the community where Mu Yanzhu lives. Walking forward, there are two red peach trees planted on both sides of the road.
It is midsummer, the flowering season has passed, and the two large branches are lush and graceful.
Surrounded by green pines and cypresses, it looks very charming.
When the wind blew, the air was filled with fragrance, and Jiang Qingchi became energetic again. He burped from wine and pointed at the peach tree to Jiang San'er.
"The peach blossoms will bloom next spring, she—"
"It must be my wife!"
Nature is best.
Jiang Jingming clearly understood Jiang Qingchi's thoughts, and suddenly felt a little emotional.
"The peach blossoms are scorching, and the house is suitable for the house. It is predicted that the melons and melons will be continuous in the next year, and the children will be prosperous and blazing."
"What are you talking about? I, Hiccup... don't understand!"
"Even if you don't understand, just lie on top of me and stop talking."
"oh… "
Jiang Qingchi lay down obediently again.
Fortunately, Mu Yanzhu's apartment has an elevator, which saves Jiang Jingming the effort to climb the stairs.
When they reached the third floor, Jiang Qingchi frowned and muttered impatiently, "I want to find Jiang Yan, I want to find Jiang Yan."
"You count down the tens, and there will be something."
"10-9-"
"8-"
"7—"
"Dong dong dong."
Jiang Jingming started knocking on the door.
"3—"
"2-"
The moment after counting 2, like a fairy's magic, Mu Yanzhu was transformed in front of Jiang Qingchi.
"young married woman!!!"
Jiang Qingchi's eyes suddenly lit up, like a puppy seeing ham sausage, and he patted Jiang Jingming's shoulder, asking him to put him down quickly.
It's a relief.
Jiang Jingming rubbed his sore shoulders and looked at Mu Yanzhu apologetically.
"Sorry to bother my sister, please take in this drunkard, otherwise he will have nowhere to go."
“Don’t have money to stay in a hotel?”
Mu Yanzhu asked, but still reached out to hold the drunkard's waist.
Jiang Jingming spread his hands and raised his eyebrows innocently, "I didn't bring my wallet when I went out."
"Ang, you have money to go drinking, but you don't have any?"
"The wine was bought by a friend, and neither of us brought any money."
Mu Yanzhu didn't listen to his explanation and pursed her lips, "I thought you were a good boy, classmate Jiang San'er."
Jiang Jingming's ears turned red and he felt quite helpless, "I was forced to do that. My eldest brother is like my father and my eldest sister is like my mother. I am the third eldest child in the family. I really can't help myself."
After San'er said this, Mu Yanzhu felt a little sympathy for him!
That's right, he can't make a comeback even if he is oppressed by his brothers and sisters!
He invited San'er to his home for tea, but San'er declined and left quickly.
…
Mu Yanzhu supported Jiang Qingchi and asked him to stand while she took off his shoes.
He didn't even stand, looking as lazy as a young man, and kept muttering to her "wife, wife".
"Why don't you agree?"
"It's not what I promised." Mu Yanzhu's voice was very light.
He came to her house to drink and go crazy late at night, and she had to take care of a drunkard. How could she be in a good mood and keep her voice calm
Jiang Qingchi's eyes turned red, "Please agree, please, please."
"Okay, okay,"
Seeing that he was about to cry, how could Mu Yanzhu stand up to Jiang Qingchi's posture? After changing his shoes, he patted his head comfortingly.
"Don't cry, it's not enough if I promise."
"Good wife."
Jiang Qingchi pulled Mu Yanzhu into his arms with a bear hug.
"I miss you so much."
I miss you too.
Fool.
She hugged him, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the brief sweetness.
"I'll help you go to your room to rest, and I'll make you a bowl of hangover soup for you to drink."
"Is this your room?"
"Um."
"Then let's go quickly, go quickly."
Mu Yanzhu: "..."
After finally getting him on the bed and letting him lie down, Jiang Qingchi sat up again like a corpse, and his forehead directly hit Mu Yanzhu's. The pain made her grin and he didn't have time to rub her, so he got out of bed and anxiously Looked around.
Mu Yanzhu rubbed her forehead and looked at him curiously, "What are you looking for?"
The latter said nothing and rushed out of the room like a child, looking for something everywhere.
Mu Yanzhu followed him, never leaving, "What are you looking for? Tell me."
"Daughter-in-law... Wife-in-law..."
"I'm here."
Mu Yanzhu walked up and held Jiang Qingchi's hand.
"Jiang He, I'm here."
"Daughter-in-law... I'm looking for something very important..."
"What? Tell me and I'll help you find it."
“…”
Jiang Qingchi just frowned and shook his head, muttering something in a voice that was too soft and soft for Mu Yanzhu to hear clearly.
She held his hand and felt that his hand was trembling. What on earth could make him so nervous
Until Jiang Qingchi fumbled in his pocket and took out a ring. The light of the platinum ring illuminated his eyebrows.
"I found it, I found it, I didn't lose it!"
While smiling, he took her right hand, his cheeks were rosy, but he put it on her ring finger with joy.
"Huh? Why is it so big?"
Mu Yanzhu's nose turned sore, "Fool, this is your ring, not mine."
She didn't expect that the ring he gave her would be carried with her.
Was he so anxious just now because he was afraid of losing the ring
Jiang Qingchi stopped laughing and looked at her seriously, "Where's yours? Go put it on quickly and be obedient."
“…”
Her ring is on the bedside table in the bedroom.
Let it go for three years.
The box containing the ring was covered with dust.
Mu Yanzhu took out the ring again. Jiang Qingchi was one step ahead of her, took her hand and put the ring on her ring finger.
"Why is it still big?"
"Of course it's too big if you wear it on your ring finger, it's the size of your middle finger."
"No, how can I wear it on my middle finger? When I get married, I have to wear my ring finger."
Jiang Qingchi looked at her righteously, and then vowed to wrap the ring around her ring finger.
"My wife is too thin and her fingers have become thinner. Let's buy a better one another day."
"Need not."
Mu Yanzhu took it off on his own and put it on his middle finger.
Jiang Qingchi stubbornly took it off for her and put it on her ring finger.
"Be obedient. Let's buy the right one another day. Let's just make do with it."
"Are you really drunk or pretending to be drunk?"
"Fake drunk." He said seriously.
Mu Yanzhu believed that he was really drunk.
After all, she didn't argue with him because there was no need.
"You go and rest, I'll make soup for you to drink."
"Are you leaving?"
"Nonsense, how can I cook for you if I don't go to the kitchen?"
"Then I wait for you."
He sat on the bedside like a good baby, tears welling up in his eyes.
"I'll wait for you. I'll definitely wait for you to come back."
You must be really stupid, it's just a kitchen, and he made it look a little bit like life and death.
Thinking of the shocking scene in the hospital, Mu Yanzhu still had lingering fears.
She didn't talk to Jiang Qingchi anymore, just asked him to lie down and said she would be back soon.
Jiang Qingchi shook his head, "I'll sit and wait. I feel safe."
"Then just sit and wait. If you want to vomit, go to the bathroom. Don't vomit on my bed."
"I won't vomit. My drinking capacity is the best in the Jiang family."
“…”
Mu Yanzhu walked to the door and heard low sobs coming from behind.
Startled.
Turn around and look.
Jiang Qingchi wiped away tears reluctantly.
"I will definitely wait for you. I will wait for three years, I will wait for five years. Will you let me wait for you for ten years? I know you are reluctant, but if you insist on me waiting, I will be willing to wait. Our Lao Jiang family It’s not like men can’t afford to wait.”
"Who asked you to wait for me?! Three years ago, if you had just said I support you, come on, I wouldn't have been in pain for three whole years!"
Hot tears also filled Mu Yanzhu's eyes.
"For three years, I often suffered from insomnia at night. I often fantasized about whether you were married to another woman. I didn't dare to ask for news about you. I was afraid that you were doing well, and I was afraid that you were not doing well. I would wake up from the dream in the middle of the night. After I came here, I lay on the bed alone, with your words "Jiang Yan, you are cruel" echoing in my mind."
"You're right, I'm cruel. I'm cruel to myself, to my subordinates, to Chu Xiangchen, and even to you, Jiang Qingchi - I can never be cruel."
“…”
Jiang Qingchi stared at her steadily.
His throat rolled slightly, and he swallowed thousands of words into his stomach.
Mu Yanzhu wiped away her tears and turned to go to the kitchen.
She just couldn't be cruel to him.
Even if he leaves now and comes back in three years, holding her in his arms and saying "I miss you", she will still be helpless and paralyzed by his tenderness.
Even if she brainwashes herself over and over again, how can she not abuse herself for a man? Without him, you still survived the past three years, so why do you have to have him
To no avail.
He hooked his fingers and called her daughter-in-law, and she wanted to hug him and rely on him.
Just because I love you to the core.
…
Mu Yanzhu returned to the bedroom with hot soup, and Jiang Qingchi was already asleep.
He fell asleep sitting up.
One arm was bent to support his forehead, like a young man who fell asleep in class. His head moved downward little by little, and his thin eyelids became thicker.
Mu Yanzhu put the soup on the table, walked over, gently put her arm around his shoulders, and helped him lie down.
Jiang Qingchi turned his face and happened to touch Mu Yanzhu's arm, rubbing the corner of her clothes and twitching the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Jiang Yan."
"… Um."
It was finally quiet.
Mu Yanzhu sat on the bedside, greedily admiring Jiang Qingchi's sleeping face. She reached out and gently touched his face from his temples down, his high nose, his perfect philtrum, the thin crimson Lips, clear and square chin.
grown up.
I have really grown up.
His outline wasn't so sharp before, but now it's a bit more masculine and mature.
But he was still childish when he should be childish. Otherwise, why would he come up with the trick of pretending to die to scare her
He wears the same ring as hers on his ring finger, which makes a perfect pair when put together.
Mu Yanzhu rubbed the ring, feeling that if the ring was left alone, it would get rusty and corrupt.
But he put it on again.
Like a silent bond.
It turns out that after going round and round, in the end, I still have to be bound to this man.
Mu Yanzhu remembered that two years ago, she went to a temple in the mountains to pray for blessings, and a white-haired old man who told fortunes at the foot of the mountain insisted on telling her fortune.
I still remember that day when it was misty and rainy, she was in a hurry to go home, but the other party stopped her with a smile, "Girl, are you waiting for someone?"
Mu Yanzhu forced a smile, "I'm in a hurry to go home and cook."
"Fireworks and customs are meaningful only if they are accompanied by others."
The old man smiled and stroked his long beard.
"When the wind blows in the streets at night, the willows weep in the ancient alleys, and the peach blossoms act as matchmakers, it will be a good time to marry, girl."
“…”
At that time, Mu Yanzhu didn't take it seriously.
Looking back now, looking down at the ring in my hand, I suddenly have a subtle feeling that I will get married soon.
It may be a misunderstanding.
…
Jiang Qingchi slept peacefully, but Mu Yanzhu couldn't sleep.
It had been a long time since I had written anything, so I simply stood up, sat down at the desk, turned on a weak desk lamp, took out a black notebook, and wrote something.
When you were 20 years old, I was 24, and my age was 1.2 times yours.
You are 23 years old this year, I am already 27, and my age is 1.17 times yours.
I seem to be getting closer to you again,
But this price was paid for with a three-year window period.
"Daughter-in-law..."
Jiang Qingchi woke up halfway through his sleep, rubbed his eyes, and looked at her aggrievedly with half-lidded eyes.
Mu Yanzhu subconsciously turned off the light, "Did I bother you?"
"No... I want to ask you why you are still not asleep."
"I can't sleep, just sleep."
"Working at night is bad for your eyes. Why are you still doing the same thing as in college?"
Jiang Qingchi must not have woken up. After saying this, he turned over in a muttered voice, found a comfortable position, and rubbed his pillow.
"Where's my son? Ask him to come over and change my clothes and bathe me. I'll give birth to him and raise him. He'll have nothing to eat all day long. You can handle it now..."
Pfft.
Mu Yanzhu couldn't help laughing.
Where did the son come from
Sure enough, I fell asleep.
…
(End of chapter)