After eating and drinking, the aunts forgot about the barbecue.
It was hard to refuse the hospitality of the uncles at the banquet, and Su Chang also drank a few glasses. Yu Zhou was a little angry and almost got angry with his eldest uncle.
Su Chang has a bad stomach. He finally went home to rest for a few days during the Spring Festival, but why does he still have the bad habit of forcing himself to drink
But she didn't really lose her temper. She just finished eating early, sat on the sofa, played with her phone, and sulked.
Ms. Zhao knew her temper best. When she saw that she was silent, she knew she was unhappy. She walked over and patted her on the back: "It's New Year's Day!"
"I hate hearing about the New Year."
It's more useful than a gold medal of immunity from death. It's like a curse. It makes you laugh immediately after hearing it, otherwise you are ignorant. Can adults learn something
"Uncle is watching you." Ms. Zhao hit her shoulder with the tip of the chopsticks again.
Yu Zhou glanced at him and saw her uncle was drinking alcohol and smiling at her. "Oh, it's just two cups. What's wrong with that? I'm happy."
"Yes, yes, I'm happy. Let's go." Seeing that he was getting too excited, the uncle raised his glass to clink with him for fear of adding fuel to the fire.
Su Chang stood up, walked over, leaned down in front of her, and rested his hands on the armrests of the sofa: "I won't drink anymore, and I won't be angry anymore, okay?"
"You said before that you shouldn't drink if you can." Yu Zhou felt that she was a little pretentious, like a nervous and emotional person. She was particularly annoying, but she couldn't help being annoyed. When she smelled the white wine when Su Chang spoke, she frowned unconsciously.
Su Chang has always felt that white wine is difficult to drink and tastes spicy.
"Zhou Zhou," Ms. Zhao called her from behind, holding a bowl, "Go to the kitchen and fry the crispy pork I pickled. She just sang and ate a few bites, so give her something to fill her stomach."
It's not a good look to be here.
Yu Zhou took a deep breath, walked silently to the kitchen, turned on the fire to heat the pan, and started pouring oil.
There was a large bowl covered with plastic wrap, which contained the marinated meat strips. She tore open the plastic wrap, took a pair of chopsticks, waited for the oil to heat up, and put the strips in one by one.
Amid the humming sound of the range hood, a fresh fragrance came over her and she fell into a cool embrace.
Su Chang hugged her waist from behind, rested his chin on her neck, and watched her fry the crispy meat.
"The door is not closed." Yu Zhou said.
But Su Chang held his arms tightly and didn't let her go.
He said drunkenly, "You hugged me when we were playing mahjong just now."
I didn't want to avoid suspicion then, and I can't do it now.
Okay, that makes sense.
Su Chang lowered his eyes and watched her frying the crispy meat. Suddenly, his breathing moved and he chuckled.
"What's wrong?"
"Sometimes your movements and demeanor are a bit like your mother's," Su Chang frowned with a smile, a little helpless, "It makes me a little distracted."
"What do you mean?" Yu Zhou exploded.
Thinking about Ms. Zhao Qingxia, her face turned green.
"Well, when he gets angry, his eyes look a bit like your dad's." Su Chang tilted his head to look at her and spoke softly.
I am speechless.
"Su Chang, you pissed me off."
She is a beautiful flower, in the arms of the person she loves, the atmosphere is so good, she said she looks like her parents.
What kind of love is this