Traveling through 70's wine

Chapter 165 Cheating

Zhuang Xian remembered that Wen Qing asked him to take care of his health. To be honest, after eating in the cafeteria for a few months, he was still a little tired of the food even though the chef changed the dishes from time to time.

In the evening, Yang Xiaoqin made Xijiang's white-braised fish head, steamed pork with rice flour, braised chicken, cold lotus root slices, fried garlic sausage, and pork ribs and lotus root soup. She borrowed food boxes and tableware from the cafeteria and delivered them to Zhuang Xien's dormitory.

The dishes were placed on the table one by one, looking extremely rich. Looking at the table full of hometown dishes, Zhuang Xien also felt a little hungry.

He looked at Yang Xiaoqin and felt a little touched. He said, "Thank you, cousin."

Yang Xiaoqin said hurriedly: "Cousin, you have worked hard, these are not difficult."

He took out a bottle of wine from his backpack and said, "This is our Xijiang Si Te wine, which my brother brought."

After pouring the water for Zhuang Xien, Zhuang Xien looked at the many dishes on the table and said with a smile, "I can't finish all these dishes. I'll call two more people over."

Yang Xiaoqin pouted and said, "This is specially made for my cousin."

Zhuang Xien had no choice but to give up and said to Yang Xiaoqin, "Cousin, you have worked hard too, sit down and eat together."

Yang Xiaoqin had brought tableware for two people. She sat down, poured a glass of wine, raised the glass and said, "I've always wanted to say thank you to my cousin, but I never had the chance. Today I'd like to toast him." She drank it first.

Zhuang Xien smiled and said, "Don't drink too much." He also drank it himself.

Si Te Liquor is a special-flavor liquor with a fresh fragrance, soft taste and sweet taste. Before he knew it, Zhuang Xien drank a little too much.

He talked more and more, and Yang Xiaoqin followed his words and kept picking up food for him.

It was August and the weather was hot. Yang Xiaoqin unbuttoned her collar and Zhuang Xien was only wearing a vest.

The two were chatting, and Yang Xiaoqin couldn't help crying when she talked about how she was beaten by her ex-husband, which led to her miscarriage.

Zhuang Xien said: "Cousin, now that you are out, you are not afraid of that person. Your cousin will support you in the future."

Yang Xiaoqin said: "Thank you, cousin. I'll toast you another glass."

Watching Yang Xiaoqin tilt her head back and drink a glass of wine, a drop of wine flowed down the corner of her mouth.

Zhuang Xien drank the wine in the glass and shook his head, "Oh, I drank a lot." He didn't usually drink much.

Yang Xiaoqin said: "Then don't drink, eat some food."

He put a piece of chicken in Zhuang Xien's bowl and scooped a bowl of soup next to it.

Zhuang Xien poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Cousin, you've worked hard to cook such a dish. I toast to you." He drank it himself.

Zhuang Xien added: "After the bicycles here are mass-produced, I will go back. I would like to trouble you to keep an eye on them. Tell me if you have any questions."

The two of them kept talking about Xijiang and the factory. Zhuang Xian drank one cup after another, and Yang Xiaoqin had to drink with him.

Before they knew it, the two of them had finished a bottle of Si Te wine. Zhuang Xien opened a bottle of Chang Xia Qing Niang, "I still have some wine here."

After dinner, it was already dark. Yang Xiaoqin stood up, feeling a little dizzy. While clearing the dishes on the table, she said, "Cousin, I'm leaving."

Zhuang Xien pulled her and said, "Don't clean it up, I'll do it tomorrow."

The two of them were pulling and tugging, their steps were unsteady, and they suddenly fell on the small bed.

Zhuang Xien felt the warm body under him, touched her, and called out, "Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin."

Yang Xiaoqin pushed him away and stood up, "Cousin, you are drunk."

Just as she was about to leave, Zhuang Xien hugged her and hurriedly pulled the light cord, and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

I only heard Zhuang Xien calling out, "Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin." I couldn't tell if it was Xiaoqin or Xiaoqing.

Yang Xiaoqin's lips were blocked and she could only moan.

It was a chaotic night. Zhuang Xien just felt extremely excited and gave it his all. Yang Xiaoqin resisted at first, but later she cooperated very well.

When the dazzling sunlight shone into the room, Zhuang Xien woke up from his sleep and found that the woman in his arms was Yang Xiaoqin. Only then did he remember what happened last night.

His expression changed, he pushed Yang Xiaoqin away, stood up, opened the window, and dispersed the smell of alcohol and various dishes in the room.

Seeing Yang Xiaoqin move, he hurriedly said, "I'll go get some water and you can wash up."

I put the bowls and chopsticks into the lunch box, took it to the cafeteria, and brought back two bottles of boiled water from the cafeteria.

After entering the house and putting down the kettle, he saw the torn clothes on the floor and said to Yang Xiaoqin, "Your clothes can't be worn anymore. Wash them first. I'll go buy you some clothes."

After closing the door, Yang Xiaoqin got up from the bed.

He poured the boiling water into the washbasin, wiped his body with Zhuang Xien's towel, and looked at the marks on his body with a complicated expression.

He cleaned the room again and put on his clothes. Three or four buttons of his clothes were broken and he couldn't button them up. He could only clasp his hands together, covering his chest, and sit on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Zhuang Xien opened the door and saw Yang Xiaoqin sitting on the bed in a daze. He handed her the bag of clothes and said, "Xiaoqin, I don't know your size, so I just bought three sets at random."

He closed the door and went out again.

Yang Xiaoqin changed into the appropriate outfit and sat on the chair.

Zhuang Xien pushed the door open and Yang Xiaoqin stood up hurriedly, "Brother Xien, I, I'm leaving."

Zhuang Xien held her back and explained incoherently: "Xiaoqin, I, I, I drank too much last night, it was not intentional."

Yang Xiaoqin's face turned pale as she murmured, "Brother Sean, I don't blame you. I'm married and this has no effect on me." A tear flowed from her eyes.

Zhuang Xien felt a pain in his heart, "Xiaoqin, I didn't expect this to happen, I'm really sorry." He took out a handbag from the cabinet and gave her a stack of money.

Yang Xiaoqin slapped Zhuang Xien's hand and said sternly, "Cousin, who do you think I am?"

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she turned around to open the door. Zhuang Xien grabbed her and held her in his arms, comforting her: "Xiaoqin, I didn't mean that. I just feel sorry for you."

Yang Xiaoqin kept struggling, "Let me go." Fists landed on him.

Zhuang Xien suddenly kissed Yang Xiaoqin's lips, leaving her speechless.

After a deep kiss, Yang Xiaoqin panted and said, "Let me go, let me go." There was shyness in her tone.

Zhuang Xien said, "No." He held Yang Xiaoqin and closed the window, locked the door, and pressed her on the bed. "Xiaoqin, I was drunk last night. Let's do it again today."

There is only a difference between cheating once and cheating countless times. Zhuang Xien himself did not know that what happened today would happen, but Yang Xiaoqin was petite and gentle, completely different from Wen Qing, and she was divorced. To him, it was just something between adult men and women.

Not to mention that Zhuang Xien and Yang Xiaoqin were secretly dealing with each other in Ji Zhong, Wen Qing was fighting wits and courage with Zhuang's father and mother in Kyoto.

Zhuang's father and mother received a call from Zhuang Xiying. They didn't know what they said. Zhuang's mother said to Wen Qing, "Eldest son's wife, please help me transfer 100 yuan to the second son. I will ask the eldest son to pay you back when he comes back."

Wen Qing said embarrassment: "Mom, I haven't saved much money in the past few months. I spend all my monthly salary."

Zhuang's mother said impatiently: "How much money do you have? Aren't you a businessman? How can you be without money?"

Wen Qing said: "My monthly salary is only 60 yuan, and I have to invest money to run a business."

Zhuang's mother: "How much money did you save?"

“Only 60 yuan.”

"Here, let me borrow it first."

Wen Qing took out 60 yuan from the house and gave it to Zhuang's mother. Zhuang's mother asked Wen Qing to get an envelope and stamps, and asked Wen Qing to write a reply to the second brother, and put 80 yuan in it to send to Zhuang Xiying.