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Chapter 114 The Mother Who Forced Her Son to Drink

Chapter 114 The Mother Who Forced Her Son to Drink (Second Stroke)

It is said that the Mid-Autumn Festival is a night with a full moon.

However, whether it was due to geographical location or weather conditions, Guan Ren felt that he had rarely seen a full moon during the Mid-Autumn Festival since he was a child.

However, this year is an exception.

"Sister Qiaoyun——"

"Coming, coming, hurry up..."

The moon outside the balcony is very clear, and the moonlight is beautiful.

In that year in Jiangzhou County, Guan Ren's residential area was not yet surrounded by a ring of new high-rise buildings, so one could even see faint distant mountains at a glance.

In older residential buildings, many apartment layouts are not standardized, so the balcony in Guan Ren's house is actually disproportionately large.

So the mother and son moved stools to the balcony, set up a small table, got some snacks and a bottle of red wine, and chatted while admiring the moon.

"Guan Ren, do you want to move to another spot? Your window frame is blocking the moonlight a bit, isn't it?"

"It's alright, I can admire Sister Qiaoyun. Sister Qiaoyun is more beautiful than the moon!"

"He's being all flirtatious again..."

Guan Qiaoyun thought the red wine was a bit bitter, so she added Sprite to the glass.

Guan Ren was not one of them.

Guan Ren initially thought it was no big deal.

But also pay attention to what brand, how it's made, and what kind of grapes Guan Qiaoyun bought.

In short, after the moon-viewing ended, I actually started to feel a bit dizzy.

"hiss…"

Guan Ren shook his head, showing no sign of anger.

But I was indeed a little drunk.

Red wine has a strong aftereffect, and Guan Ren was so engrossed in chatting while admiring the moon that he didn't eat many snacks to tide him over.

So when Guan Ren tidied up the tables and chairs and prepared to wash up and go to bed, he actually felt a little unsteady on his feet.

This really frustrated Guan Ren.

He's a positive and energetic high school student who was having a drink with his mother at home, and somehow ended up looking completely drunk...

What the hell is this?

"Guan Ren, the kitchen trash is full again, why don't you go throw it away?"

"okay."

"Huh? You... are you alright?"

"No, no, I'm fine."

Guan Ren thought that since he wasn't that drunk, going out to throw out the trash and get some fresh air should be fine.

However, it actually had no effect.

On the contrary, after throwing away the trash, Guan Ren slowly climbed the stairs, which usually doesn't take long, for a long time before finally getting home.

……

dong dong dong-

"?"

A short while later, a sudden knocking sound at the door in the middle of the night made Guan Qiaoyun, who was at home, shiver involuntarily.

"Who...who is it?!"

"Sister Qiaoyun, it's me."

"..."

This is not Guan Qiaoyun being forgetful.

It's not that Guan Ren had a key; logically, he shouldn't have needed to knock. Who knows what was going on with him?

squeak-

After glancing through the peephole, Guan Qiaoyun opened the door, placing a delicate hand on her heaving chest, and gave him a disapproving look:
"Where are your keys?"

"Uh... I've been trying for ages, but I can't get it in..."

"?"

Upon hearing Guan Ren's words, Guan Qiaoyun suddenly realized something, pulled her son inside, and then gently patted his cheek:

"You silly child! Have you had too much to drink?"

"Hmm, a little bit..."

Guan Qiaoyun was speechless:
"How come your alcohol tolerance is worse than mine?"

"Sister Qiaoyun, that's not right. You only drank a little of that bottle, and I drank the rest."

Guan Ren thought about it and realized that Guan Qiaoyun could really take the blame for this:

"So, Sister Qiaoyun, strictly speaking, I was the one who got drunk by you."

"Pooh!"

Guan Qiaoyun spat at him, amused.

Did the mother force her son to drink alcohol?
Picture what?
That's not a valid claim...

"Guan Ren, are you out of your mind?"

"No, it's mainly the aftereffects that are annoying, but my mind is still very clear..."

Clang... Guan Ren had just finished saying "wake up" when he tripped over a small stool and fell straight toward Guan Qiaoyun.

"Tsk! Oh dear...you..."

When such a tall, big, clumsy boy lunged at her, Guan Qiaoyun couldn't take it. She quickly leaned against the entrance wall, her two slender arms barely managing to support him on his chest.

"You little rascal..."

It's getting sturdier...

Guan Qiaoyun gave him a slightly flushed, reproachful look:
"Why aren't you going to wash your face?"

"Wash, wash, wash..."

Feeling a little better after washing up, Guan Ren quickly lay down on the bed.

He had barely lain down when Guan Qiaoyun came in with a cup of hot water, placed it on the bedside table, and covered him with a blanket.

As he was covering the lid, Guan Ren, who was half-closing his eyes, suddenly burst out laughing.

"?"

Guan Qiaoyun's brows furrowed:
"You little rascal, are you really drunk?"

"No, I was really only a little drunk."

Guan Ren knew that his smile was being interpreted by his mother as drunken tantrums, so he quickly explained:

"I was just laughing. I had covered it up properly, but you came and uncovered it again and covered it up again... Hey, Sister Qiaoyun, it turns out you can be silly too."

"Yes, yes, I'm stupid, which is why I gave birth to an even stupider son like you."

Guan Qiaoyun muttered to herself, too lazy to pay him any attention.

Can the blanket I cover myself with be as snug as the one my mother covers me with?

Can the blanket I cover myself with be as warm as the one my mother covers me with?

Guan Qiaoyun was certain that it wasn't true.

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As it turns out, Guan Ren's drunkenness was indeed not that severe.

Because he had to go back to school the next day, Guan Ren still woke up at the sound of his alarm clock in the early morning.

Shake your head and press your temples.

Hmm, it doesn't hurt at all.

The intoxication last night didn't cause too much discomfort; in fact, it was quite good for helping me sleep.

I opened my phone and, based on the information I gathered last night in the class group and the "Our Struggle" group, it seems that many people stayed up all night to catch up on their homework.

Guan Ren is different.

I sent a message directly to the group:
[Guan Ren: Oh dear, I finished my homework a long time ago. I can only watch you guys do it. I'm so envious!]

After sending it, Guan Ren suddenly realized that it seemed that not many students in the class had the opportunity to check the QQ group early in the morning after the holiday.

Guan Ren suddenly felt bored.

But I still went for my morning runs.

Guan Ren didn't go for a morning run during the three-day holiday.

Of course, this was purely because Guan Ren felt that such a short holiday should be enjoyed.

It was definitely not because she had learned in advance from a certain little pear blossom that her sister also didn't go for morning runs during the holidays.

After all, morning runs are a personal matter, and Guan Ren has not forgotten his original intention.

……

"Good morning, Teacher Gu."

"…Um."

Arriving at the playground, Guan Ren felt quite refreshed upon seeing Gu Wancheng and her "rare skin" with her high ponytail, which he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Your mooncake is quite delicious."

"Uh?"

As they were running, Gu Wancheng suddenly brought up the matter, and Guan Ren paused for a moment before nodding and saying:

"Teacher Gu, if you like it, I'll make some more for you when I have time."

“It’s what Yuri likes.”

Gu Wancheng emphasized it.

"Oh."

Guan Ren stopped talking.

Seeing this, Gu Wancheng felt inexplicably uneasy.

He glanced at Guan Ren several times out of the corner of his eye while running.

Finally, during the break, he added one more sentence:
"...Not just Yuri, I like her too..."

After a long silence, Guan Ren suddenly broke into a smile:
"That's good~"