Chapter 305 The Tong family speaks truth after drinking
Nanyuan Old Street has completely changed its appearance. Compared with a year ago, the streets are much cleaner and the antique style is unified. Walking into it feels like you have traveled back to the Ming and Qing Dynasties. At dusk, the setting sun shines on the stone road, and the silhouettes of people are blurred.
Pulling it up diagonally, Tong Siqing didn't know if she felt a little childlike. She suddenly raised her high heels and stepped on Fang Zhicheng's shadow. Fang Zhicheng looked at Tong Siqing tenderly, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Tong Siqing silently.
His expression seemed as if the previous haze had been swept away, and his heart felt much more relaxed.
Although the relationship between Tong Siqing and Li Mingxue has become very bad and has little to do with him, Fang Zhicheng still feels a certain amount of apologies for Tong Siqing. After all, if it weren't for him, Tong Siqing would not be like this. Because of her cheating, she
There is always a lot of self-blame in my heart.
Tong Siqing wore a brown leather jacket on the upper body, a pink turtleneck underneath, and a pair of silver-gray jeans on the lower body, which outlined her attractive and exquisite curves.
The two of them walked to a small stall of a noodle maker and stayed for a while. The stall owner was an old man in his seventies, with a face full of wrinkles. There were several customers standing around him, all of whom were unfamiliar faces, and they obviously came from other places.
Visitors came. The old man’s palms were full of wrinkles, but he was dexterous and skillful. After a few strokes, he created a lifelike face. After finishing a few business transactions, the old man raised his head and glanced at Tong Siqing, smiling: "Li
Wife, can I pinch one for you?"
This old man was a neighbor and knew Tong Siqing. After looking at Tong Siqing, he glanced at Fang Zhicheng again, with a more suspicious look in his eyes.
Tong Siqing's face was as red as blood, she quickly shook her hand, pointed at Fang Zhicheng and said, "Thank you, uncle, help my colleague pinch one."
Fang Zhicheng knew what Tong Siqing meant. She said this to explain the relationship between the two. Fang Zhicheng smiled, took out twenty yuan from his pocket, put it on the stall table, and said softly: "Uncle,
Pinch one for both of us."
Uncle Xie nodded and glanced at Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing from time to time. Then his fingers were like flying and he quickly pinched out the two dough figures. Fang Zhicheng took the dough figures, said goodbye to the old man, and continued to the depths of the old street.
As they walked, Tong Siqing lowered her head, like a shy girl.
Fang Zhicheng elbowed Tong Siqing and joked: "Sister Siqing, what's wrong? Do you think it's embarrassing to be with me?"
Tong Siqing rolled her beautiful eyes upward, gave Fang Zhicheng a look, and spat: "I have neighbors on both sides, and I always feel that they look at me strangely."
Fang Zhicheng waved the face in front of Tong Siqing's eyes and whispered: "Don't be guilty of being a thief. If you are generous, others may not think much about you. If you are so coy, it will make others think that something is wrong with you."
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Tong Siqing thought about it for a long time, sighed, took the masked man from Fang Zhicheng's hand, stared at it for a while, and said with a smile, "Okay, I will be shameless for once today."
After turning two streets, two people came from the opposite side. Tong Siqing's expression suddenly changed. Fang Zhicheng looked at Tong Siqing's eyes and saw a woman in gorgeous clothes and heavy makeup holding a man's arm. That woman, Fang Zhicheng
I have seen her many times and she is Li Mingxue's mistress, a female teacher named Qi Fang.
When Qi Fang saw Tong Siqing, her face changed slightly. She quickly lowered her head and pulled the middle-aged man beside her, trying to hurry up and leave. The middle-aged man was a little surprised, glanced at Tong Siqing, and whispered: "Fangfang
, does this woman have a grudge against you?"
Qi Fang forced a smile and whispered: "I don't know you! Lao Fu, don't think too much!"
Lao Fu looked Tong Siqing up and down, secretly thinking that this woman was quite a beauty, coughed, and continued walking forward with his belly held out.
Just as they passed each other, Fang Zhicheng showed a disdainful smile and sighed: "It is indeed a bus. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and there is another man next to me."
Qi Fang turned pale, walked a little unsteadily, and almost fell. Lao Fu understood clearly, turned around, glared at Fang Zhicheng, and said angrily: "You bastard, what are you talking about!"
Fang Zhicheng turned sideways and laughed in a low voice: "Do you need me to say it again? The woman next to you is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Be careful to set yourself on fire!"
Lao Fu rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action. Qi Fang quickly grabbed Lao Fu's arm, took a few steps back, and whispered: "You are so young, don't care about him."
Fang Zhicheng took two quick steps and suddenly stretched out his fist and hit Lao Fu in the face. Lao Fu was slightly startled, only to feel the wind of the fist coming towards his face, and was stunned. Fang Zhicheng stopped it in time.
He raised his fist, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and threatened: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will hit you with one punch." Fang Zhicheng looked good-tempered, but in fact he had a ruthless spirit in his bones.
Lao Fu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took two steps back. After all, Fang Zhicheng was a tall man and he thought that he would not be able to gain anything by taking action, so he could only swallow his anger and left with Qi Fang.
After watching the two people leave, Fang Zhicheng glanced at Tong Siqing and saw that her face turned pale. Fang Zhicheng knew that his actions just now seemed very abrupt, and explained with bitterness on the corner of his mouth: "When I saw Qi Fang, I wanted to do something for you.
Fight injustice."
Tong Siqing sighed softly: "Actually, you can't blame her. The main thing is that Lao Li couldn't control himself."
Fang Zhicheng suddenly changed his mind, patted his forehead, and said with a smile: "If you think about it carefully, I should thank her."
"Huh?" Tong Siqing was slightly startled, confused by Fang Zhicheng.
Fang Zhicheng explained: "If Qi Fang didn't have a hand in it, how could we..."
Tong Siqing was speechless for a while, then whispered: "He's acting rude again!"
After entering the house, Fang Zhicheng searched for a while in the kitchen and found some dishes, so he put on his apron and started cooking a few dishes, including mushrooms, rapeseed, braised meatballs, and cold beef. When he was about to eat, Tong Mengyuan knocked on the door.
Entering, after seeing Fang Zhicheng, he was slightly startled, obviously he didn't expect him to be here.
Tong Mengyuan put the dishes on the dining table, sighed softly, and said with a wry smile: "I was planning to call you home for dinner, but I didn't expect you had already prepared dinner."
Tong Siqing quickly explained: "It's rare to see Zhicheng in the office today, so I invited him to my home for dinner."
Tong Mengyuan nodded and was about to get up and leave, saying: "Since you have food at home, I will go back."
Fang Zhicheng quickly stopped Tong Mengyuan and said with a smile: "Uncle Tong, since you are here, let's have dinner together. It will be more lively if there are more people."
Tong Mengyuan was about to leave. After thinking about what rumors might arise if Fang Zhicheng and Tong Siqing were left alone, he first called Tong's mother and then stayed for dinner.
A bottle of white wine was drained quickly. Tong Siqing went into the house and made two more side dishes to go with the wine, fried eggs with green onions and cucumber salad. She turned around and saw the two of them opened another bottle and persuaded: "Dad, Zhicheng, you two
Have a drink."
Fang Zhicheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle Tong is happy today, just let him enjoy himself."
Tong Siqing sighed in a low voice and said with a wry smile: "With your drinking capacity, if you continue to drink, you will get drunk."
"What are you afraid of when you're drunk?" Tong Mengyuan tugged on his collar, took Fang Zhicheng's arm, and said drunkenly, "If you're drunk today, stay at home and don't leave."
Fang Zhicheng still had some sense, and was afraid that Tong Mengyuan was deliberately defrauding him, so he quickly waved his hands and said: "How can that be done? How troublesome is it?"
Tong Mengyuan shook his head and said with a straight face: "How can this be considered trouble? It's just a trivial matter."
Seeing Tong Mengyuan's drunken look, Tong Siqing shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly.
Fang Zhicheng and Tong Mengyuan were very drunk after this meal. It was not until noon the next day that Fang Zhicheng woke up and found that his clothes had been changed and he was only wearing a pair of shorts. As for Tong Mengyuan, he woke up earlier and had already left.
Already.
Fang Zhicheng was about to go to the ground when Tong Siqing walked in with clothes in her arms and said softly: "You vomited so much last night that your clothes were stained. I bought you two new ones. You can try them on to see if they are ok."
It fits. If it doesn’t fit, I’ll change it for you.”
Fang Zhicheng tried it on and said with a smile: "It's just right. It seems that Sister Siqing knows my figure quite well."
Tong Siqing reached out and patted Fang Zhicheng on the back, smoothed his clothes, and said softly: "Don't drink so much in the future. You talked a lot of nonsense yesterday."
Fang Zhicheng was a little surprised, scratched his head, thought hard for a long time, and said sarcastically: "I shouldn't have said anything out of the ordinary, right?"
Tong Siqing rolled her eyes at Fang Zhicheng and spat in a low voice: "Aren't you going too far? You actually told my dad yesterday that you wanted to marry me! Fortunately, my dad also drank too much, so he probably took it as a joke at the time."
Hearing Tong Siqing's reminder, Fang Zhicheng was somewhat impressed. He sighed and blamed himself: "Well, look at me, I am still too honest and have no scheming... I speak the truth after drinking... I really need to drink less in the future.
Just a little bit!”
Tong Siqing couldn't tell that Fang Zhicheng said this on purpose, so she pretended to be angry: "Don't give me an advantage and act like a good boy. Come out and eat something quickly. I vomited so much yesterday, my stomach must be uncomfortable."
Tong Siqing had cooked lean meat porridge a long time ago. Fang Zhicheng drank two large bowls and felt much better. He praised: "Sister Siqing, your craftsmanship is really good. If you open a porridge shop, your business will definitely be booming."
Tong Siqing smiled and said: "If you really like to eat it, I will make it for you often in the future."
Watching Tong Siqing put away the dishes and chopsticks and walked gracefully into the kitchen, Fang Zhicheng felt a warmth rise in his heart. His relationship with Tong Siqing had changed unknowingly. In the past, there was more desire, but now it is friendship.
Before leaving Tong Siqing's home, Fang Zhicheng called Qin Yuming and asked her to arrange a meeting with Yang Xiaoqiao. Meeting with Yang Xiaoqiao to find out the truth about Zhao Heping was one of the main purposes of Fang Zhicheng's return to Yinzhou this time.
Qin Yuming thought it would be inappropriate for the two to meet at school, so Fang Zhicheng decided the place would be at a coffee shop on Guoxing Road.