In fact, there is not much good scenery to see in the school this season, but fortunately, the afternoon sun is good, and it is quite comfortable to walk around the campus casually.
Cong Rong has lived here since elementary school, and has no interest in this campus for a long time, but Wen Shaoqing looked around with great interest, wandering from the main building to the library, and from the library to the cafeteria, I wandered from the cafeteria to the dormitory again, occasionally asking her a few questions when I saw something.
"Is this a dormitory building for girls?"
"Did you live in this building before?"
"No, this building was newly built after I graduated. I live over there, and then go inside."
"Then let's go and have a look." Wen Shaoqing dragged Cong Rong along a cobblestone path, pointed to an older building and asked, "This one?"
"Yeah." Cong Rong pointed to a window for Wen Shaoqing to see, "That's the one, but I only lived in it for a few months."
"why?"
"Because..." Cong Rong paused, "Because the family lives in the school, there is no need to live in the school."
Wen Shaoqing obviously didn't believe it, "Huh?"
Cong Rong felt that this was not the first time he had lost face in front of him, so he simply told the truth, "Because a girl in the same dormitory said she liked me, in order to avoid embarrassment, I checked out and went home. Are you satisfied?"
Wen Shaoqing took a few steps back, looked her up and down, "I'm not satisfied, it seems that Lawyer Cong's physique is too special, I have to be careful."
Cong Rong glared at him, shook off him and walked forward alone, Wen Shaoqing followed with a smile.
As the two walked, Wen Shaoqing suddenly pointed to the person under a tree not far away and said, "Hey, the one in front seems to be my father-in-law."
Cong Rong didn't bother to pay attention to his mouthful father-in-law, and squinted his eyes to see it, it was true.
Father Cong was instructing the school security to dig something under the tree, Cong Rong walked over to him in surprise and called, "Dad! What are you doing?"
"Oh, when we moved here, I buried two jars of wine here. When I remembered it today, I thought about digging out one jar to have a few drinks with Shaoqing in the evening, but I couldn't remember where it was in this tree. Below, it's still under that tree..." Father Cong said while looking at the tree next to him, and muttered, "Why do these two trees look so similar..."
Cong Rong didn't know that Cong's father had this hobby, and Wen Shaoqing also looked at the two trees carefully, and suddenly whispered in her ear, "These two are sweet-scented osmanthus trees."
Cong Rong looked at it, but couldn't see it at all, turned around and asked, "What's wrong with the sweet-scented osmanthus tree?"
Because of his smile, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said slowly, "Isn't the wine buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree the daughter's red?" Great wine making. When it is running down, when the Dongpi pool is exhausted, put the wine in the exhausted, densely fix it, and put it in the pond; until the spring is full of water, it will not recur. When the female general gets married, she will send out the pond to fetch wine for the guests. It's called women's wine, and it tastes delicious. It seems that my father-in-law can't wait to marry you to me."
Cong Rong was stunned when he heard the words, and reprimanded him in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"
The two of them were whispering together as if no one was there, when they heard Father Cong yell loudly, "That's it, that's it! Just dig out an altar and just dig it out! The rest of the altar is buried, it's buried firmly, and it will be useful in the future Woolen cloth."
In the end, Cong's father hummed a little tune to his heart's content and walked home, followed by Wen Shaoqing who was holding the wine jar, and Cong Rong with a delicate expression.
When I got home, Cong's mother was cooking. As soon as Cong Rong got into the kitchen, she was kicked out in disgust, "Get out quickly! Don't make trouble! You have always been in trouble since you entered the kitchen since you were a child, get out!"
Cong Rong stood at the door of the kitchen with a look of embarrassment. Wen Shaoqing remembered that she used a whole bottle of dishwashing liquid last time to wash the dishes. She couldn't help laughing, took off her coat, and walked in with her sleeves rolled up. "Auntie, let me help." Bar."
Mother Cong waved her hand, "No, no, you go to the living room and play with Cong Rong, I'll be fine here soon."
"It's okay, auntie, I often cook at home, so let me help you."
As he spoke, he picked up the knife and began to chop vegetables. Cong's mother knew that he often cooks, and laughed, "You young people rarely know how to cook. Our Cong Rong is a You are an idiot in life, and you can't even cook noodles. Hey, your knife skills are really good, and I can't compare to cooking for so many years."
Cong Rong was not convinced, and stood at the door of the kitchen muttering back in a moderate voice, "A professional butcher, isn't he good at juggling knives?"
Mother Cong raised her hand, and she was so frightened that she immediately retreated into the living room.
In the living room, Cong's father was unpacking the wine with great interest. After unpacking it, he smelled it and enjoyed it, "It smells so good!"
Cong Rong also went up to smell it, then covered his nose and walked away.
With Wen Shaoqing's help, dinner was served soon.
At the dinner table, Cong's mother happily told Cong's father, "These dishes are made by Shaoqing. I didn't expect him to cook so well!"
Cong's father took a look at Wen Shaoqing, and teased Cong Rong, "That's our family Rongrong's good fortune!"
Cong Rong held the chopsticks in a lack of interest, and suddenly remembered something, "I can't finish eating so many dishes, so ask Zhong Zhen to come and eat."
Mother Cong stopped her, "Your cousin went back to school. He called home in the afternoon, but you weren't there."
"Leaving?" Cong Rong was surprised and then angry. He deliberately picked on her when she was not around to hit her!
Wen Shaoqing saw that her eyes started to flare up again, wisely put himself aside, and whispered in her ear, "Let's eat first, and we'll deal with him when we go back."
Cong Rong turned his head and looked over resentfully, clean him up? Obviously you are the mastermind, okay
Wen Shaoqing felt guilty when she saw her, touched his nose to avoid her sight, smiled and said to Cong's father and Cong's mother, "Uncle and aunt, how about you taste it?"
Cong's father and Cong's mother were looking at the two people's eyebrows, but Wen Shaoqing suddenly turned his head. The two elders were a little embarrassed, and responded with a smile, "Okay, everyone eat."
After taking a few mouthfuls, Cong's father directed Cong Rong, "Rong Rong, go to the kitchen to see if the wine is warmed up. Bring it out when it's warmed up. I'll have a few drinks with Shaoqing."
Cong Rong remembered Wen Shaoqing's nonsense before, and refused to go, "Dad, don't drink, you still go to work tomorrow."
After speaking, he glanced at Wen Shaoqing again, "He can't drink."
Hearing what she said, Cong's father turned to Wen Shaoqing and asked, "Can't you drink at all?"
Wen Shaoqing smiled embarrassedly, "I can only have a few drinks."
Father Wen waved his hand, "It's okay, just drink a few cups, don't be afraid if you drink too much, I'll live at home today! It's really not possible, let you drink with Dad."
Wen Shaoqing looked at Cong Rong, then turned to ask Cong's father, "Is she good at drinking?"
Mother Cong laughed, "Yeah, she is most like her father because of her drinking capacity."
Cong's father looked at Wen Shaoqing proudly, "Yes, yes, our little padded jacket will accompany me for a few drinks when he is fine."
Wen Shaoqing took a deep look at Cong Rong. Cong Rong remembered the matter of blocking alcohol that she talked about last time. She swore that she couldn't drink, but she didn't expect the lie to be exposed so quickly. She stood up awkwardly, "I'll go to the kitchen to get some liquor."
Cong Rong quickly came out with warm wine and poured a glass for Cong's father and Wen Shaoqing respectively. Cong's father squeezed the wine cup in his hand and said to Wen Shaoqing, "Our family's ancestral home is Shaoxing. There is a saying in Shaoxing, learn from the door The water of the lake makes Shaojiu fragrant. When my younger sister was born, my father brewed a few jars. At that time, I was young and didn’t understand the heart of being a father. Later, when Cong Rong was born, I understood the meaning of my father. Sincerely, I specially asked someone to brew two jars, which have been buried under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. According to the old rules of Shaoxing, this wine will be sent to the husband’s house as a dowry when the daughter gets married. Today I am happy to open an jar in advance , let's taste it first, the man's winter air is humid and cold, it's best to drink a few cups of this."
After speaking, he drank and touched Wen Shaoqing, "Come on, drink!"
Wen Shaoqing's fate is probably the amount of alcohol. He looked down at the clear amber liquid in the glass, mustered up the courage to take a sip, and found that it did not have the pungent and bitter taste of liquor, and the warm liquid also carried a bit of legend. The rich aroma in.
The more this kind of wine is afraid that the stamina will be stronger, Wen Shaoqing hesitated for a moment, and looked up, Cong's father was looking at him expectantly, and he swallowed the whole glass with a cruel heart.
Seeing his generous appearance, Cong Rong only thought it was funny, so he held back his smile and poured him a drink, "Are you all right? Drink something sweet and take your time."
Unexpectedly, he was pushed away by Cong's father, "Don't make trouble, how can you drink with drinks? Drink with food! Come, eat this!"
Wen Shaoqing gritted his teeth and smiled, "Uncle said so."
Father Cong nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Cong Rong again, "Why don't you drink?"
Cong Rong shook his head, "I won't drink it anymore, you can drink it."
Cong's father frowned, and Cong's mother poured her a glass, "Have a drink, it's rare for your father to be happy, and you are usually not here, and no one will accompany him to drink."
Cong Rong took it and drank it without frowning. Wen Shaoqing looked at her relaxed and happy appearance, and was really envious in her heart.
The three of them drank one cup after another, and Cong's father became more and more interested. Wen Shaoqing's alcohol was already on the rise, but he was just clenching his teeth and persevering. Cong Rong was relaxed throughout the whole process. "Is this wine good?"
Wen Shaoqing couldn't express his suffering, gritted his teeth and nodded, "It's delicious!"
Cong's father became more and more excited, "You don't know how afraid I am that this wine will be buried forever in the ground all these years."
"why?"
Father Cong paused, looked up at Cong Rong, "Did you tell him?"
Cong Rong understood, raised his hand depressed and drank the wine in the glass, and tilted his head to one side, "Even if I don't say anything, your big-mouthed nephew will not let me go."
"That's good." Cong's father took Wen Shaoqing's hand and continued to babble, "She doesn't know why, she has been attracted to girls since she was a child, and at that time she suddenly went abroad to study, and she still refused to come back. Afraid of her... afraid of her..."
Cong's mother added with a smile, "I'm afraid that she really likes women and will never come back after marrying abroad."
Father Cong nodded, "Well, fortunately, she finally took you home, so I'm relieved."
Wen Shaoqing wanted to laugh when he heard it, but he didn't want to laugh blatantly, so he lowered his head and kept shaking his shoulders.
Cong Rong stomped on him under the table, then looked at his parents speechlessly, "I've always said that I don't like women! You don't believe me!"
"I believe it now! I believe it!" Cong's father had already drunk too much, and he did not forget to pour Wen Shaoqing a glass of wine, "Come on, let's have another drink."
Wen Shaoqing couldn't bear it anymore. Although it was hard to drink without liquor, it was still wine. He handed out the wine cup with shaking hands while bleeding from his heart, "Uncle, I respect you."
Cong Rong couldn't stand it any longer, and while they were talking, he lowered his head and drank a few glasses, weighing the bottom of the wine in the jug, and then secretly put the jug back.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she looked up, she saw Cong's mother looking at her with a half-smile, and her face flushed, "That... I think it's quite delicious, Mom, do you want to try it too?"
Before Cong's mother could say anything, Cong's father yelled, "Hey, why is it gone?"
Cong Rong immediately jumped up on the chair, looking as if he was always ready to end, "It's just right, it's over! I'll do the dishes!"
Father Cong looked at her in a daze, "It's over?"
Cong Rong nodded firmly, then looked at Cong's mother with a look of asking for help.
Mother Cong also stood up, "It's getting late, let's end."
The head of the family spoke, Father Cong nodded and stood up, "Then let's go for a walk."
Cong's mother hesitated for a moment, looked at Cong Rong and then at Wen Shaoqing, "That's fine, I'll take you out to get rid of the alcohol. Rong Rong, pour Shaoqing a cup of tea to soothe the hangover."
After speaking, he helped Cong's father to go out for a walk.
Cong Rong looked at Wen Shaoqing who had been sitting on the chair without moving, and asked tentatively, "Are you all right?"
Apart from Wen Shaoqing's pale face, dull eyes, and sluggish reaction, there was nothing unusual about Wen Shaoqing.
It took him a while to answer, and his voice was controlled quite steadily, "something."
After speaking, he looked up at Cong Rong, his eyes were filled with distress, "I seem to have drunk too much."
Cong Rong looked helpless, and helped him up, "Did you really drink too much? I'll help you to rest."
As soon as Wen Shaoqing touched her, he leaned over spontaneously, with half of his body pressed against her, and Cong Rong helped him to the guest room with difficulty.
But Wen Shaoqing was not honest after drinking too much, and dragged Cong Rong to another room.
Cong Rong pulled him hard, "This is the guest room!"
Wen Shaoqing rubbed her head and refused, "I want to live in this room."
Cong Rong explained with a headache, "This is my bedroom!"
Wen Shaoqing made a choice with his actions, straightened up, and walked unsteadily to Cong Rong's room. Cong Rong was afraid that he would fall, so he could only follow and support him.
He didn't look fat, but he didn't expect to be so heavy. Cong Rong helped him staggered into the room, insisted on walking to the bed, and then lost his strength. Both of them fell on the bed at once, and Wen Shaoqing turned over. , with most of her body on top of her.
His head was tilted on her neck. The two of them drank alcohol, and their body temperature was a little high. They felt each other's temperature through their clothes. They had never been so close before. Cong Rong smelled the breath on his body and suddenly dared not move. .
Wen Shaoqing moved restlessly, and rubbed against her again. Cong Rong was about to cry, and pushed him hard, "Get up, my parents will be back in a while!"
Wen Shaoqing took her into his arms recklessly, and pressed her side face tightly against her cheek, "I'm sorry."
The temperature on his body was frighteningly high. Cong Rong was also an adult, and he had never heard of such things after drinking. His whole body was stiff and he didn't dare to struggle hard, for fear of Wen Shaoqing's reaction.
Wen Shaoqing probably knew how to read minds, but he buried a deep smile on her neck.
Cong Rong became angry from embarrassment, "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Shaoqing closed his eyes, "Don't be afraid, drunkenness is called alcoholism in medicine. Generally speaking, drunkenness will cause abnormalities in the nervous system and blood circulation system. If you really drink too much, no matter what you want to do to me, I can't satisfy you. The so-called disorderly sex after drinking is just an excuse. "
Cong Rong blushed, "Are you still in the mood to explain this to me when you're drunk?"
"I've been studying medicine for so many years, it's instinct." Wen Shaoqing opened his eyes and looked at her, "I'm really drunk and dizzy."
Cong Rong frowned, "Liar, you've only had a few drinks!"
Wen Shaoqing took her into his arms again, "I'm not good at drinking, I told you. I don't feel it when I'm drinking, but I'm very dizzy now."
Cong Rong struggled for a while to no avail, so he simply gave up and leaned into his arms to blame, "This is rice wine, I drank it warm again, I didn't feel it when I drank it, and it has great stamina! I told you to drink less just now. "
"I thought this was a test of my son-in-law's capacity for alcohol, how dare I not drink it." He sighed, lowered his head and muttered, and squeezed Cong Rong's hand, "But it's good for you to drink some, it can promote blood circulation and dispel cold, and clear the menstrual flow Active."
Seeing that he still missed her when he was drunk, Cong Rong felt warm, raised her hand to caress the center of his brow, and asked softly, "Do you have a headache?"
He pulled her hand down, held it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and hummed lightly.
Her bedding was still used when she was in school, and the pastoral floral style was popular at that time, so Mother Cong bought several sets for her, and now he is lying with his eyes closed among the broken flowers, and there is nothing wrong with it.
Probably because the overhead light was too dazzling, he frowned slightly, Cong Rong raised his hand and fumbled for the switch beside the bed for a long time, turned off the ceiling lamp, and turned on the soft wall lamp, and sure enough, he gradually relaxed between his brows.
This time was the lively time at night, and I could vaguely hear the sound of students playing and fighting on campus. Cong Rong was held in his arms, lying quietly, and his shallow breathing sounded by his ears, suddenly I don't care about anything, it's not bad to just lie down like this.
But Wen Shaoqing was quiet for a few minutes before becoming restless. First, he put her earlobe in his mouth and blew air into her ear, and then he buried her neck and gently gnawed on the tenderest part of her neck. The dense numbness quickly spread from the neck to the whole body, Cong Rong bit his lip to suppress the moan that was about to overflow.
She was warm and soft, and it was very comfortable to hold her in her arms. The quilt and pillows on the bed were covered with her smell, warm and sweet. Although Wen Shaoqing had been trying his best to control it, he still had a reaction.
Cong Rong soon realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be something hard and hot against her at the base of her thigh. After she realized it, she punched him violently, her face blushing, "You lied to me again! Didn't you say Drunk won't…”
Wen Shaoqing opened his eyes and coughed lightly, "I was talking about the general situation just now. From a purely medical point of view, there is nothing wrong with being drunk. Living organisms are inherently miraculous, and some phenomena cannot be explained by science."
Cong Rong twitched the corners of his mouth. He really didn't know how such a rogue face appeared on the handsome and elegant face in front of him. He looked like a bastard, not like a professor!
She pushed him hard, "How dare you talk nonsense! Get up!"
Wen Shaoqing was reluctant to get up, and closed his eyes leisurely, "It's not that you haven't lied to me, you also said that you can't drink well."
Cong Rong hit him again, "Can this be the same?"
The two were still arguing when they heard a knock on the door, "Cong Rong? Are you there?"