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Chapter 645 Drinking is about social etiquette

From a distance, Xu Qingzhou saw Song Shisong and Zhang Junli waiting at the entrance of the residential area.

The four people became six, making it even more lively than when Xu Qingzhou and his group went out.

The process is pretty much the same.

After sitting at home for half an hour, I went out to buy groceries at 2:30 pm. Old Xu and Old Song played chess at home, while Xu Qingzhou was called out to do the hard labor.

vegetable market.

As a laborer, Xu Qingzhou didn't need to worry about what to choose; he could just wait at the door.

Next door, Wang Xiaping was selecting tripe for hot pot, while Song Yao and Zhang Junli went to the shop next door to buy seasonings.

Song Yao and Zhang Junli came over carrying some things.

"Hey kid, get some for Xiaoyao."

Wang Xiaping was worried that her daughter-in-law would get tired.

Xu Qingzhou took the bag from Song Yao and glanced at it. "You also bought dumplings?"

Zhang Junli said with a smile, "These dumplings are good. I'll buy some for breakfast tomorrow."

Speaking of breakfast, Wang Xiaping thought of something else: "I have to say, the neighborhood you two live in is upscale, but there isn't even a place to buy breakfast outside."

"It would be strange if there were breakfast vendors outside the villa area," Xu Qingzhou said helplessly.

"Don't rich people eat breakfast?"

Xu Qingzhou said, "A nanny? Villas usually have dedicated nannies to cook and clean. We just find it troublesome and prefer to be free. Having another person is inconvenient."

His last glance fell on Song, the school beauty, and he said meaningfully, "Right?"

Song Yao was certain that this guy had something in mind.

Having another person around would make it inconvenient for this guy to do certain perverted things.

She still said, "Yes, it's inconvenient."

This guy did it on purpose.

Squinting, she slipped her free hand inside Xu Qingzhou's down jacket and reached towards his waist.

"Sigh~"

"Is your face twitching?"

While Wang Xiaping and Zhang Junli were selecting vegetables, she suddenly noticed that her son's expression was strange, with a wide grin.

"It's nothing," Xu Qingzhou replied.

On one side, Song Yao stood innocently and quietly.

"You're acting all weird all day long. Do you usually eat at your workplace?"

"I buy some materials and keep them on hand. I cook when I have time, and go to my workplace when I don't."

"It's good to cook for yourself; it's not hygienic to always eat out."

6pm.

Inside the pot, steam rose from the red oil soup, and the six family members were already sitting around the table.

"Happy New Year."

Happy New Year! Happy New Year!

Everyone raised their glasses in celebration.

"You two should drink less tonight, you have to drive to Miancheng tomorrow."

Looking at the two brothers who had already collapsed, Zhang Junli said helplessly, "On the second day of the Lunar New Year, the two of them went to the countryside of Miancheng to see Song Yao's grandparents."

"Just this one."

Song Shisong chuckled.

Xu Shouyun added from the side, "Yes, if it really doesn't work, you can open it tomorrow."

Wang Xiaping shook her head. "It's the New Year, so we can be a little more lenient with regulations."

At 8 p.m. on the first day of the Lunar New Year, a cold wind was howling outside the window.

Inside the house, the six people sat around the hot pot. They had almost finished eating, and the four middle-aged people started chatting about their trip to the countryside the next day, discussing what to bring, who to invite to dinner, and so on.

Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao curled up on the sofa, casually watching a TV series to pass the time.

The neighborhood, more than ten kilometers away, was just as lively inside.

"Well, Uncle, that's enough for me. Let's stop drinking here tonight. I can't outdrink you."

Guo Ziyang was half-lying on the table, looking somewhat dazed. Hearing Guo Ziyang say this, the middle-aged man opposite him breathed a sigh of relief.

These middle-aged people are generally not as physically strong as young people, and if he drinks any more, he definitely won't be able to handle it.

"I'm happy today, Ziyang. I've had a few drinks, so I'll just sleep at home tonight. Jiahui, could you help Ziyang tidy up his bedroom?"

"okay."

Ding Jiahui nodded helplessly.

The woman next to her was equally speechless. Looking at her husband, she thought to herself that he was over forty years old and still drinking with young people. Fortunately, Xiao Guo was very perceptive.

"Alright, thanks, Uncle." Guo Ziyang's words were a bit stammering. He was definitely a little drunk, but there was also a part of it, of course, social niceties. To be honest, after working for over a year, his alcohol tolerance was pretty good, but the person opposite him was, after all, his future father-in-law. He couldn't just force him to drink like a Japanese man.

The Spring Festival passes especially quickly; it's already the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Life is better now, we have everything we need, especially food. The food we eat on New Year's Eve has to be eaten until the third or fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and there are even leftovers. Wang Xiaping thinks it's really unhygienic and throws them away.

Decades ago, children probably looked forward to the Lunar New Year the most.

Delicious food, new clothes.

Even in Xu Qingzhou's mind, the New Year was nothing more than eating and drinking.

But this year is exceptionally different.

I'm tired, extremely tired.

He's either on his way to a relative's house or on his way to a relative's house.

January 30th, the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Wutong Residential Area.

The two young men collapsed onto the sofa, both letting out a long sigh.

"Who would have thought that the New Year would be so tiring?" Xu Qingzhou was completely exhausted.

On one side, Song Yao's cool and aloof face also showed signs of fatigue as she let out a sigh.

"Next year will be better. After all, this is the first time I've met with relatives and friends this year." Wang Xiaping smiled broadly, her demeanor quite different from the two young people.

"The next time we come will be when you're having your wedding."

Zhang Junli was also smiling beside her.

In the past few days, the two families first drove to Song Yao's grandparents' house, met with all the relatives, stayed there for two days, and then went back to the Xu family's house to visit the elders in the countryside.

This was the first time the couple had formally introduced each other to their relatives after registering their marriage.

There's simply no free time.

Both sides' relatives were quite normal, though some came to try and build connections, inquiring about the couple's companies and hoping to find an opportunity to recommend their children there.

But Lao Xu and Lao Song, seasoned veterans of the workplace, knew exactly what the other side was thinking. Before Xu Qingzhou and Song Yao could say anything, they had already taken over the conversation.

The two young people were difficult to talk to, so the older ones felt less pressured.

When the older generation came along, the two young men's grandfathers stepped forward again. Having raised Old Song and Old Xu, the older generation was certainly no pushovers.

living room.

Xu Qingzhou glanced at the message and said to Xu Shouyun and the others, "We won't be eating dinner at home tonight. Guo Ziyang wants us to go out for a get-together."

"okay."

Wang Xiaping nodded, brought out the fruit, and asked, "How are things going with Xiao Guo and his wife? When are they getting married?"

"It'll probably be a few more years. These days, young people don't get married that early."

Xu Qingzhou said with a smile, "But they also met the parents this year."

"Tsk tsk, time flies. Jia Hui, that little girl, was just a tiny little thing when she came with you. And look at the two of you, one is married and the other has met the parents."

Zhang Junli said with deep emotion.

I rested at home for half an hour.

At the door, Xu Qingzhou helped Song Yao zip up her down jacket, adjusted her scarf to cover half her face, and her slender body was shrouded in thick clothes.

In winter, they bundle up like penguins.

It exhales puffs of white mist, looking quite cute.

Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but pinch her fair cheeks a few times, which made the girl glare at him angrily.

"We're going out."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)