"I'm going to cook! It should be too late for me to cook now. Let's drink some wine and the rice should be ready!"
Zeng Xueyi said, putting down the bottle of wine and going to wash rice and cook.
Comrade Xu stopped her and said, "Mr. Zeng! Forget it, look at there are so many dishes on the table. It's enough for us to just eat the dishes. Don't worry about it! Besides, I usually can't eat after drinking. You go now."
If it’s cooked, I probably won’t eat it for a while!”
"this……"
Zeng Xueyi was a little hesitant, "I'm so sorry. I invited you to dinner, but I even forgot to cook it."
Comrade Xu smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, Mr. Zeng, don't be so polite to me and sit down! Let's have two drinks."
"Okay, okay!"
Zeng Xueyi laughed at herself, sat down, and raised her own goblet, "Come on! Mr. Xu, thank you for today. If you hadn't helped me out at the skating rink before, I don't know what would have happened later!"
I didn’t expect that just going ice skating would lead to something so bad.”
"I just told you not to be polite to me, and you are still so polite?"
Comrade Xu raised his glass with a smile, clinked it with the goblet in her hand, and took a sip with a smile.
A bit astringent.
But it's not important. Drinking with a beautiful woman like Zeng Xueyi and looking at her twice will make you feel happy. What does it matter about the taste of the wine?
Zeng Xueyi, who was sitting opposite him, also took a sip, put down her wine glass, and picked up her chopsticks to pick up the vegetables. She also greeted Comrade Xu, "Mr. Xu! Eat the vegetables! You're welcome! Eat more, I won't have any food for you today."
Yes, haha."
…
The two of them chatted while eating and drinking. At first, the atmosphere was a bit stiff.
After all, they had no personal relationship before, they didn't know each other well enough, and they had never had dinner or drinks together in private.
But alcohol can sometimes really act as a lubricant.
After two glasses of wine, both of them were not very good drinkers, so they both felt a little dizzy. When they were dizzy, they talked more, and as they chatted, the atmosphere at the table became more and more harmonious.
The topics of conversation are becoming wider and wider.
For example: "Mr. Zeng, who do you look like? You are so good-looking, do you look like your father? Or do you look like your mother? By the way, do you have a sister? Haha."
For example: "Mr. Xu, are you really only 19 this year? Your family's conditions should be very good, right? You are so young and have so much money to do business. Uncle and aunt are really giving you money to train!"
For example: "Mr. Zeng, are you afraid of sleeping alone in such a big house at night recently?"
For example: "Mr. Xu, you look so much like your rooster cousin, did you know? When I saw him for the first time, I really thought you two were brothers, really!"
etc.
Looking at her pretty face from a close distance, due to the effect of alcohol, it was getting redder and redder. It was white and rosy, as beautiful as a peach blossom. Comrade Xu chatted with her and had a drink with her from time to time, but his heart was filled with grass.
The longer it grows, the more prosperous it becomes.
He suddenly had the urge to imitate Ximen Qing in "Water Margin".
He remembered that when Ximen Qing hooked up with Pan Jinlian, it seemed that when he and Pan Jinlian were drinking together, he deliberately dropped his chopsticks on the ground, and then when he bent down to pick up the chopsticks, he reached out and grabbed Pan Jinlian's little feet...
Don't tell me, this idea is really exciting when you think about it.
It made him ready to move.
I wonder how Zeng Xueyi would react if he did this?
Are you like Pan Jinlian who refuses but welcomes you?
Or kick him in the face?
Unfortunately, his reason was too strong and restrained his imminent thoughts.
The atmosphere at the table was still so harmonious.
Although he suppressed his thoughts of imitating Ximen Qing, he felt that he still had a chance today.
——Thanks to both of them for forgetting to cook today.
Why?
Because they forgot to cook, they both had to eat the food on the table to fill their stomachs tonight. As for eating food, it would be quite embarrassing to just eat food without drinking.
So, they drank one glass after another of red wine.
He didn't say stop, and she didn't say "no, stop".
There is an old saying that goes: Good times, beautiful scenery, and wine serve as matchmakers.
This still makes sense.
Today may not be a beautiful day, but as night falls outside the window and the lights turn on inside the house, the atmosphere is indeed getting better and better.
Unconsciously, Zeng Xueyi's mood suddenly became depressed after she had already drank the second bottle of red wine, and after drinking half of the bottle.
Because while she was holding a glass of wine and talking to Tongdao Xu, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the wedding photo on the wall of the living room.
Something was wrong with her eyes at that time, and the smile on her face faded a lot. There was a sad look on her eyebrows. She lowered her head with drunken eyes and whispered: "I went to the temple to burn incense a few days ago and asked the master to settle the matter."
You know, I never believed in fate before, but recently I started to believe in it.
Do you know what the master said when he told me my fortune?"
Xu Tongdao squinted at her and asked in unison: "How did you say that?"
Zeng Xueyi lowered her head, "Master said that I was born to conquer my husband. It is destined that whoever marries me will be conquered by me..."
Tongdao Xu frowned. Before he could think of how to comfort her, he suddenly noticed tears falling down her face.
Because her skin was so smooth, the tears fell down quite quickly.
"That's what the master said? It's impossible, right?"
He expressed doubts.
The reason is also very good - none of the so-called masters these days tell people's fortunes not for the purpose of making money. Do they dare to tell people's fortunes like this and still want to make money?
Aren't you afraid of being beaten?
Zeng Xueyi wiped the tears on her face with one hand, looked up at him, and smiled sadly, "That's really what you said. I kind of believe it, because when I was a child, my grandma said that I was so good-looking. When I grow up, I just...
Look at the harmful character mentioned in the play! It is indeed the case. Otherwise, why would I have become a widow at such a young age? Isn’t that right?”
As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.
She used her fingers, the back of her hand, left and right to wipe the tears on her face, but because the tears kept pouring out of her eyes, she couldn't wipe them away.
When Comrade Xu saw it, he felt a little sympathetic.
As for fate...it turned out that he didn't believe it.
But something incredible like rebirth happened to him, and he no longer believed in fate as firmly as before.
But how much does he believe in destiny?
That's not the case either.
He still believes that fate is in his own hands.
Seeing Zeng Xueyi's tears keep pouring out, he thought for a moment, stood up and walked around the dining table, pulled out the dining chair next to her, sat down next to her, and naturally reached out to put his arm around her shoulder. The hand holding her shoulder also
He patted her shoulder gently and comforted her softly:
"Mr. Zeng, don't take all the responsibilities on yourself. Who said that? Didn't you scold him at that time? Isn't this a mouthful of shit? What kind of slander is there? What era is this?
So feudal and superstitious? Are you right?"
His movement of hugging her shoulders was so natural. She was really immersed in sad emotions at this time, and her body was limp. When he hugged her, she leaned into his arms, still sobbing.